Introducing… my new book.

Introducing… my new book.

I wrote another book. It’s been as much a surprise to me as it may be to you, and it’s done. In my hands. ANOTHER BOOK. It’s my favorite project yet. I was so excited when we picked it up today that I dragged my whole family to our favorite little...
Introducing… my First Hold-in-Your-Hands Book!

Introducing… my First Hold-in-Your-Hands Book!

Two years ago I wrote a book. I wrote A Moment of Christmas for the weary woman being crushed under the weight of Pinterest-pressure. The woman so exhausted she hasn’t read anything for herself in months or more. The woman desperate for connection with her own soul,...
On the Reveal of a 58-Page Secret

On the Reveal of a 58-Page Secret

I’ve been keeping a secret. For months now, I’ve been stealing scraps of time for my own self to write something that I just plain wanted to write. It’s a God-sized dream coming true, a little piece of my heart come alive. And soon you’ll be...

on secrets {but really, the lack thereof}

Husby and I really don’t have secrets. We practice simple honesty – our concept of saying the hard things, the scary things, the things that really matter, out loud. 5 years of marriage, 2 years of dating/engagement, and knowing him for over 7 years before...

on butter and flour

Baking is therapy. Husby knows that a long day = pecan pie, a day rough around the edges = chocolate chip cookies, and if it requires a trip to the fancy carpeted grocery for specialty ingredients, just stay away until I’ve had a bite.   Baking is kind of...

on finding balance

I’ve wanted to do a ‘day in the life’ post where I document most of what The Boy and I do over the course of a day. I think would look all chunked together, like this: 4:00 – wake, nurse the Boy, fall back asleep 7:30 – get up, nurse,...

you’re already amazing

The book sat in my ‘to-read’ pile, first on the nightstand, then on a weathered apple crate beside my old yellow desk. “I’ll get to it soon”, I told myself confidently, ignoring the twitch of my heart; I didn’t really want to get to...

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