The One When I Turned 32

A day before my 32 birthday and I officially got…you guessed it…a mini-van. Didn’t think I’d actually do that at 31 but here we are and there is no going back. Eek! My 31st year had it’s share of learning moments. We moved from 4 jobs to 2 careers and I began to find my…

The One with the Green Pastures

In July I shared my stories of a childhood place I call my Green Pastures after Psalm 23 to my church community. It was a place where I was so intricately connected to my soul and God’s presence. I talked freely to Him and danced with Him in the wind. It was my magical place. My…

The One with No Sidewalks

9 years ago we settled in West Charlotte. By choice. Most people are surprised by that fact. West Charlotte doesn’t have the best perception. It wasn’t a mistake that we landed on Effingham Dr. (although that street name alone almost made me back out.) We moved there because of our desire to be planted in a…

The One About a Seat at the Table

I grew up surrounded by a group of women. My mom has strong friendships with many but I remember a handful of women that were her TRIBE. These ladies got together to laugh, pray for each other’s kids, and supported each other in the ups and downs of life. Literally, these women were in my…

The One with Jesus’ Toes and Bathroom Floors

I used to have really bad temper tantrums when I was 4, the age of my daughter now. Thank you Jesus I’m not dealing with those same ones with her (sorry mom). My parents saw a counselor to try to figure out how to help me deal with all my many emotions. The thing was…

The One When the Day Becomes More Bittersweet

My best friend had a perfect pregnancy and she had the most beautiful baby boy last August. Shortly after his delivery it was quickly realized that his precious body wasn’t equipped to take on this world. He was a fighter. His parents are too. Six and half bittersweet weeks went by and after several more…

The One with the Bittersweet Day

This morning we got a call. Our new nephew is on the way. We rushed to grab our other nephew (almost 3 year old) and get the girls ready for preschool. Our 4 1/2 year old has been emotional lately and so in-between the scrambled eggs and the toast our 2 1/2 year old threw…

The One With The Need to Look Back

I don’t consider myself very nostalgic  but there is something about revisiting a memory, event, thought at different points in your life that gets me all choked up. It’s kind of like a prism. At different angles you see something you’ve never seen before…when the light bends and reveals a new color or shape. For me…