It's taken some time - slow and meaningful - to decide what I want 2017 to look like. In previous years, my goals have included reading more books, documenting our memories with the Project Life App and other not so important things. While I still want to do all the things that make me happy, like reading books and scrapbooking, I want this year to be different. I want a slower way of living. I don't want to live frantically; marking items off my to do list. As I pondered what my priories Continue Reading
Carrying My ‘One Words’ Into A New Year
For the past two years I’ve chosen One Word and focused on it for 365 days. In 2014 it was Gratitude. In 2015 it was Intentional. God taught me a lot through these words. This year, however, one particular word hasn't come to mind, so I’m giving myself grace. I figure God will teach me a lot in 2016 with or without One Word. I will, however, carry my words from the past two years into the New Year. Being intentional with my quiet time in 2015, brought my relationship with God to a new Continue Reading
Choosing Gratitude
As our family wrapped up 2013 I was completely depleted and on the verge of depression. My 2-year-old son wasn't talking and was showing signs of frustration and aggression. I was sleep deprived from his long recovery following his tonsillectomy. And I had a complete meltdown during his birthday party. Not my best mama moment. I knew if I didn't do something differently, 2014 would likely be just as depressing. I bought a copy of Ann Voskamps book One Thousand Gifts and decided to shift my Continue Reading
Seventeen Years Ago…
I was baptized in a Southern Baptist church tucked way back on a country road. It was a Sunday night. My friends and family were sprinkled within the pews. The robe I wore, heavy and cumbersome, from the weight of the water. It was a profound moment in my life. There were no flashing lights. No song being sung as I went under and came up anew. There weren't any tears that day. Only excitement coursing through my veins. That simple submerging meant something sensational. Although I Continue Reading
Grief Found Me…
When we got the diagnosis in January I felt a huge sense of relief. Finally! Answers to so many questions. We were certain of what I'd felt in my heart for a long time - Jackson had Childhood Apraxia of Speech. With a diagnoses in hand, I sat out to educate myself and others. I hit the ground running to make sure we were doing everything we possibly could for Jackson. What I didn't do was grieve. Last week the sadness and uncertainty nearly pulled me under. Somewhere between Continue Reading