Over one thousand days ago I sat down with a calculator, a piece of paper, a pencil and a bruised heart. We were in the middle of the toughest days we had known to date.  Our post-adoption journey was difficult, and though I trusted that God was walking with us through the fires of trauma …

Sometimes you wake up to see the sun rise and are met with darkness, clouds, a downpour of rain off in the distance.  Unexpected.  Sure, it’s not what I rubbed sleep out of my eyes to see, but the downpour left me wanting a drenching of my own- a Holy Spirit sort of reminder of …

It’s a joy to be able to share my heart at No Hands But Ours every month. This post is special to me.  I don’t pretend to know everything about parenting or adoption, or parenting through adoption.  But there are some things I DO know… /// This is what I know… I know that time …

If I could watch the world from the sidelines, I would. I don’t like being the center of attention, at least not for long periods of time.  It’s taken a decent number of years to be able to say “thank you” when complimented… hidden, unseen, invisible is what I have preferred to be. And then …

messy joy

Sometimes the mess of life makes my order-loving heart beat an uneven rhythm as I dwell on the clean-up to come.  Not today. Messy is good. Messy is what every day is. Family is messy. Loving each other well when we’re tired is messy. Being kind to each other when our instinct is self-preservation is …

It’s official. Summer of 2016 is in the books, and School Year 2016-1017 is off to a great start! Oh. Were you expecting super cute pictures of my kids? Whoops! Okay, okay. I did take some pics of them, and, as per the norm, they are adorable.  And one day, I might post a few. …

It’s single digits until the kids go back to school (not that I’m counting). It warms my heart to hear them talking about how they can’t wait to go back because, let’s be honest, I can’t wait for them to go back either. I’m introverted. Deeply, deeply introverted. I need s-p-a-c-e… and *shhhhhh* quiet time. …

first friend

These two faces. Be still my heart. Today was our last time to get together and play here, because Miss G and her family are moving to another state in a few days. It absolutely broke my heart to see these sweet two hugging for the last time today.  The sweet clinging to each other, …

Our summer is moving along, lickety-split, and if I’m being honest, it’s actually been pretty good. This time last year, I could have not anticipated how much better this year would be. Last summer we were living in the the freshly-home-cocoon.  This summer?  We have broken out of the cocoon, and it is just plain …

from the zoo…

It gets pretty hot.  But I’m thankful there are a few reasonable hours in the morning.  And for these… my people… who agree to the picture on the hippo every time we are here. ❤️