Tangled Up

I’m wired to compartmentalize my life. I genuinely enjoy organization, label makers and all things color coordinated. My life is set into categories like so: Jesus (the rare, but necessary occurrence of alone time, community

A Grateful Heart

Lately we’ve been trying to state the importance of living with a grateful heart. I tell Sydney often when she starts to complain about something but I am in turn telling myself. I am grateful

For No Other

I’ve tried to conjure the words to describe motherhood several times but the words fall short. They never mesh deep enough or echo long enough nor do they encompass the gravity of all that it