I hear people say, “running must be easy for you.” Let me let you in on a little secret from every runner on the entire planet: Running is not “easy”. For anyone. If it were easy, everyone would do it. Sitting on the couch is easy. Netflix binging is easy. Eating a pint of ice… Continue reading “No one said it would be easy, but they said it would be worth it.”
Once upon a time, there was a 35 year old woman named, Judy. Judy was a mother of three-a 15 year old boy, an 10 year old boy, and a 4 year old girl. Life was good, except it wasn't. This busy mother of three was miserably sick and doctors struggled to figure out why… Continue reading A tale of two unwanted pregnancies
My husband and I love the movie, "UP!". The first 10 minutes is the best part... the love story of Ellie and Carl. They experience love and laughter and deep grief and pain, but at the heart of it all is a deep love and appreciation for one another. And they always found a way… Continue reading Ellie and Carl
Y'all, it's been crazy. Daniel moved home from college. Bethany had a dance recital. And I made the incredibly hard, brutal, gut wrenching decision to leave the job I loved and take an exciting position. This was a selfie I sent to my husband on my last day, right after saying goodbye to my boss.… Continue reading Life update…
Anyone else love this haunting song by The Band Perry? It's so beautiful and sweet and yet so sobering and makes you think a lot about what you would want to tell others if you too died young. https://youtu.be/7NJqUN9TClM I'm not really "young" anymore. So, it may sound dumb to write a post called… Continue reading If I die young . . .
You may think I always cook in my spotless kitchen, while wearing a silk dress and heels, in full hair and makeup, posing just like this because it's so natural 😂. But you would be wrong. So very wrong. I had to have my husband snap this picture of me while we were out and… Continue reading Expectation versus reality
We’ve all said, “My mom is going to KILL ME!” at least a few dozen times in our lives. When I carved my initials on a piece of furniture, when I broke a beloved Christmas decoration, when I got a C in Algebra… I was sure my death was imminent. I was the baby—the one… Continue reading My momma