so this is love.
The other day Bubby brought me my Bible. I had read something from it that morning, but he must have seen me putting it down, and his curiosity must have made him wonder more about it. He loves books. He crawled up next to me, and placed it in my lap, looked up at me [...]
She pulled her hair back, and squinted her eyes. Maybe if she didn’t look too hard, she might see something she deemed as beautiful looking back at her. The mirror never lied, she told herself. I am ugly. She thought long and hard about what it must be like to have perfect hair. Stick straight [...]
I am coming here because my heart needs it. And I really don’t know where this post will go. There has been a slew of drama (facebook), and well, that just left me feeling so empty yesterday and worrying about things I usually don’t think twice about. I told God I could not do this [...]
… it felt like yesterday. I was alone in the truck, retreating from so many mixed emotions that flooded my soul after the NICU volunteer meeting. Don’t think for a second I don’t want to be a part of it. I knew there would be days like this. But I also haven’t had a day [...]
The other day Bubby and I were laying out on our big trampoline and as I laid there I asked him if he saw anything in the clouds. Knowing he probably understands a little less than I’m trying to pour into him, I kept talking. I explained to him that I am looking for [...]
It’s been far too long since we’ve had a coffee date. I hope you’ll grab a cup of your favorite drink (for some reason coffee hasn’t been my favorite so I’ll be drinking iced tea with lemon :). I think it has to do with the (oh, so lovely) warm weather we’ve been having. Tea just [...]
I am completely honored to have Casey here today, guest posting about pregnancy after loss. If you’ve followed me for any amount of time you probably get tired of me telling you how much I look up to her as a blogger/ mama/ artist. I love her heart for Jesus, her heartfelt and completely vulnerable [...]
I might be wearing my $15 dress I snagged from Old Navy… I might (or might not) get up early enough to make myself some waffles, after fixing Bubby’s breakfast. I’m not a morning person, it doesn’t matter what day it is. Forgive me? :) The day already feels like it will be filled with [...]
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It was one of those days. One of those days that seems to be whizzing by in a blur. Pounding headache, and skipped meals (mine, not Bubby’s ;) Traffic. Oh, the traffic. And summer is taking over our spring here. Hey, I love summer, but on one of ‘those days’ the summer heat just adds [...]
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… that fear and faith cannot coexist. … that the victim mentality could easily be my downfall. I am not a victim, I have been blessed beyond measure. … that embracing life for what it is is not a one time event. … that you make the choice to LIVE everyday to it’s fullest – every day, sometimes more [...]
I caved and decided to link up with Ashley and Andi on ‘the girl behind the blog’ series. (Thank you Lindsay ;) It’s more or less what’s on my heart, what I’ve been learning – from down right serious to the frivolous things in life. Hope you join in! xoxo ps- at the end apparently [...]
I am SO excited to have one of my favorite bloggers guest posting today! Gentri Lee’s blog is full of beautiful pictures, fun posts and real posts. She is just genuine. That is what I love about her the most. Hope you get a moment to read her inspiring guest post and get to ‘know’ [...]
resting… dreaming big… worship… counting your blessings… more than usual :) saying a prayer… taking time offline… thanking God for the breathtaking moments in life… smelling the roses… meeting new friends… planning your week ahead without stressing too much… (somehow Starbucks makes this one easier ;) hoping Monday isn’t too dreadful… and remembering to choose joy.
Dear Jenna, The times are few that I ever use this space to write a letter to Heaven. But not a day goes by that you are not on my mind. Today we talked about having another baby again. I’m scared to pieces. It won’t be happening for a few months (hopefully) but pregnancy is [...]
I used to think picking up the pieces meant being ‘spiritual’. I used to think picking up the pieces meant getting over it. That didn’t last long. There is no ‘getting over it’. I used to think that picking up the pieces meant that they wouldn’t fall again. Instead of beating myself up that none [...]
