15 minutes into the trail and I was as nervous as hell, half listening to Dakota and half imaging that if I got tossed off this creature there were too many rocks around that would sadly catch my fall. And Jesse sensed my tension. I was hoping Celeste would be up for the horse back… Continue reading Be a good boy, Jesse
We’ve been camping at Shaver Lake in the Sierra National Forest since last Wednesday and I could not feel more blessed. We are here with five other colleague’s of my husband, each here with their family. Two of these colleagues are my husband’s closest friends. The campsite is filled with kids and my heart is… Continue reading Summer adventures at the lake
I woke up with a bit of a heavy heart today. I didn’t feel it though until after I had already dropped off Elysse at my parent’s place and Celeste at school. I felt the heaviness as I drove out of the parking lot of Celeste’s school and because I knew what was coming I… Continue reading If not Jesus, what then?
I am terribly afraid of heights, to the point that I have a tough time standing close to the rail on the second level of our local mall and looking straight down without feeling a bit of anxiety and flip flops in my stomach. Since becoming a mom I have gained some incredible courage that… Continue reading Perfect love casts out fear
This past weekend was nothing short of amazing. I stretched myself out of my comfort zone in so many ways and that left the door of my life and heart wide open for God to design some astounding experiences for me. It was a wonderful time of connecting with others and as my friend so eloquently said “to… Continue reading Nothing good grows in comfort zones
My heart and mind have been a little overwhelmed this past week. Feelings of inadequacy, worry, and too much focus on the past and what can’t be undone. I realized I’ve been real hard on myself and a memory came to mind. I was walking our dog with our 2 year old, she was running… Continue reading We all need to celebrate the victories
It’s 3:30am when I hear “mami!” from the baby monitor and I know it’s Elysse. It’s mostly always Elysse. As I stumble to the girls bedroom and as I try to soothe her to sleep she tells me “mami, popo” (yes, poopoo). Which stuns me a little because, well, the last time my little one… Continue reading What do toddlers do at 4am?