Today did not go the way I had envisioned. I’m running out of days to get my super long “to-do” list done, so I was determined to put a big dent in it today. I failed. I’m still learning how to juggle housework and keep us fed and clothed with adding a completely dependent little … More Wallow, or Worship?
November is National Adoption Month, and this year, we get to celebrate! We are so in love with our little Muffin, and are so thankful to God for bringing him into our family. When I was a little girl, I overheard some adults talking about adoption, and later, I asked my mom what that word … More An Adoption Story
When we first began the adoption process, my hubs and I had individual meetings with our social workers as part of our home study. In those meetings, they asked very specific questions about our lives. One question they asked that took me off guard was, “What is your first memory?” I don’t do well under … More Memories That Remain
Today marks one decade. 10 years. 120 months. 521 weeks. 3,652 days. 87,600 hours. 5,256,000 minutes. 315,360,000 seconds. This includes many days of laughter and many nights of tears. We’ve had countless church services, prayers, and time spent in worship together. We’ve been to a few funerals, several weddings, and some hospitals. We’ve spent weeks … More An Anniversary Recap
“Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits:” ~Psalm 103:1-2 Three weeks ago, I got a message from a friend about a situation that could possibly be the answer to years and years of prayers. … More The Love and Benefits of God
Tomorrow is the big day. The day I looked forward to as a child. The day I dreaded as an adult. The day set aside to focus on and celebrate mothers. As someone who has an amazing mother, I still love to celebrate her. She sacrificed so much to help me become who I am … More A Lesson from my Mama
I don’t know about y’all, but I have always had a BIG imagination. As a child, I had big plans and I was going places. We never had much money to actually go places, but every time I opened a book, I was able to travel. Books allowed me to imagine myself in all sorts … More When Dreams Die