When Our Days are Seemingly Insignificant

When Our Days are Seemingly Insignificant

Mar 7, 2014 | Faith, Intentional Living

I did it to myself, and I knew better. That last cup of late night coffee created my self induced insomnia and now I was dealing with its effects. Isn’t it something, the vast scope of topics our mind travels to as we lay awake in bed? Over the course of an...
Sometimes I Miss it…

Sometimes I Miss it…

Feb 11, 2014 | Faith

Sometimes I am in such a rush, that I miss out on those simple moments. The moments of beauty. The moments of silence. The moments of grace. My first Spring flowers just bloomed: two beautiful tulips. The problem? They were lost amidst the acres and acres of our...
Sometimes, I’m an Island

Sometimes, I’m an Island

Jan 26, 2014 | Faith

I wandered through my church lobby on a quest for another cup of morning coffee. It always helps when I have a mission, so I walk with purpose. It doesn’t allow me to feel so alone in the crowd. It’s not like me, this feeling of isolation. Emotionally and...
Wise in My Own Eyes

Wise in My Own Eyes

Jan 4, 2014 | Faith

With my cozy blanket pulled all around me, I snuggle down into my thrifted sofa and spend time soaking in my surroundings. Reminders of real-life living touch every corner of our home. Mismatched socks in a pile, leftover cold coffee waiting to be reheated for the...
It Starts Today: Chapter One

It Starts Today: Chapter One

Oct 2, 2013 | Faith, Intentional Living, Parenting

I am an open book. A book filled with laughter, colorful stories, family bonding and beautiful memories. A book filled with bedlam moments, loneliness, heartbreak and continual processing. Our family story stretches through chapters of both celebrations and difficult...
She Says I’m Honest

She Says I’m Honest

Jul 22, 2013 | Faith

 image High school girls just seem to know. I think that special “sense” intuitively arrives when they hit their first teen year, and it’s honed to perfection as they get older. They sniff out a fake, even if they might be one themselves.  They sense when other girls...