However you stumbled here, whether I shared this address with you, or whether you randomly found this site, I am honored to share moments with you! In fact, I am humbled that you would spend time listening to the words that I have to share. My greatest hope in crafting this website and blog is that I become more honest and self-aware, and that my thoughts facilitate others to do the same. I hope that you can find some take-away that will help lighten your load, deepen your perspective, or cause peace and inspiration in your day.
If you’re ok getting an email from this blog each time I post, hit the “subscribe” button, and an email will be delivered to your inbox. If you only have time to read one article today, read the first one, entitled “A Writer?” It tells the meaning behind why this blog is such a huge step for me, and why it is very important to becoming more of who I am.
I am a rural girl, born and raised in Iowa and Nebraska, who just recently moved from New England, from the heart of an innercity, urban neighborhood. It was from the pressure and honesty that this neighborhood created that amplified the walk of faith from which I draw so much inspiration and growth. It is these things that were birthed and/or solidified in me that I carry with me to my new home in Dallas.
I have four amazing kids that I have the joy of homeschooling. We are far, far from perfect – there are more moments of chaos than clarity, there is fussing about chores and siblings, there is always something upon which we could work – but they are beautiful, respectful, and talented young people. Our eldest is in her second year of college. Her college experiences have created a journey that has taught us all so much.
I also am an avid archiver, or scrapbooker. Capturing memories is essential to my journey, and playing with textures, colors, and layouts is a creative outlet for me.
So, grab a tea or cup of coffee, quiet your spirit, and relax with me as we explore the walk of faith together, the joy/hard work of parenting, the art of scrapbooking, the delight in growing something organically or the specifics of homeschooling.