I buried myself in the couch cushions, listening to the rain outside the window. A grimace on my face, I wiped tears from my cheeks and stared out at the gray, dark sky. At least it isn’t snowing. Sticking my feet further in to the crease of the couch cushions, I reached down and pulled …
On my messy car and my messy heart [and the messiness of marriage]
In an attempt to reflect on our first year of marriage, I’ve been scratching out a few thoughts on things I’ve learned during these past [almost] 365 days. *** For the most part, when we go places together, we take Geoff’s vehicle. There are several reasons for this. For starters, he has those nice seat …
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On how to cook bacon [and navigating who is right and wrong in marriage]
In an attempt to reflect on our first year of marriage, I’ve been scratching out a few thoughts on things I’ve learned during these past [almost] 365 days. *** Before Geoff and I were engaged, I begged him to take me camping in Red River Gorge, KY. I painted an idealistic picture of us sitting …
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On finding out I was going to be a mom [and miraculous God]
If you follow me on any sort of social platform, you know know by now that ten months in to marriage, Geoff and I are three months pregnant with our first child. I'll go ahead and answer the question most people are asking by this point. No, we didn't plan it. A friend recently asked …
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On throwing out expectations [and living with expectancy]
White snow flakes dance outside our large, open window --A somewhat normal occurrence in these mountains I've called home the last nine months. The slow, deep song of my tea kettle warming water breaks the silence of our home. I breath in. And out. Today there is no 'To-Do' list. Looking outside, I smile with contentment …
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On mourning what was [and on walking towards the promises of God]
I lean in to his scrubs, dark blue and strong with the smell of that lilac detergent he bought on sale at the local grocery store. My face rests in that spot between his chest and his shoulder. The place you put your ear when you want to be reminded that somewhere out there a …
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Our Wedding [memories from the day we said ‘I do’]
It's raining here in Blowing Rock, North Carolina, and I snuggle up beneath a fuzzy white blanket and sort through our wedding photos with tears in my eyes. Shelby, our photographer was and is an absolute dream and magic maker and the fact that she meowed when she got a shot she wanted only proved …
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