This is our tree. Our lovely, Charlie Brown-inspired tree. And this year we cut our tree down on our very own property. A dream come true. This Charlie Brown tree tradition began way back in 2006 when Miles was sill in diapers. Can you believe I have been blogging that long? Me either. But this is why I blog - to remember. I managed to capture the hunts of 2007 and 2009 but missed the ... View Post
This
This. This picture right here. This says it all. Why every tear and sacrifice and all the sweat and saving and praying and remodeling and waiting was more than well worth it. ... View Post
Making Prayer and Story Stones
This weekend I was given a wonderful gift. I was able to go away with new friends for 24 hours of rest and relaxation and given space to laugh, breathe, and create. Officially I was at our churches women's retreat up on Petit Jean Mountain, but this years group was very small and intimate, so instead of an event, it felt more like an escape. When we planned the schedule we tried to make ... View Post
Renters, Week 2 Begins
Well, Week 1 in the Rent House has passed. We are into week two. I feel like a month has passed at least. Maybe three months. A week? How is that possible? This weekend I discovered that Washi tape is a renters friend. I also hung a few "things" on the wall - i.e. whatever random items where packed last or just thrown in the car at the last minute. However, I cannot find a good place for all the ... View Post
Blueberry Muffins and Being Present
I am days away from celebrating my one month anniversary at my new job and I could not be happier about how everything is going. I love the church family that I am serving, I love my boss and co-workers, I love my role as lay minister more than I could have ever dreamed, and I love the ways it has benefited our family. The whole experience has blessed me and my crew so very much, and I am ... View Post
Back-2-School 2014 – the Annual Tear Jerker
2010 2011 2012 2013 2014 Miles began Middle School and Wylie began High School. It is the end of an era. No more elementary students at my house. And I didn't walk in with them on their first day. I don't work at their school anymore and there was no need. They are big now. They want to go it alone (mostly.) And so I let them. And then I cried. Luckily the tears ... View Post
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