My heart

It’s been a million years since I’ve blogged.
Summer has turned to Autumn.

So we went to the Smokey Mountains.
Where our hearts are always home.
My husband took a much needed break.
To see the changing of the leaves.


They were stunning.
And decided to never go back again this time of year.

It was beautiful, yes, but the busiest time of year. Who knew?
We went on hikes.


And spent copious amounts of time in a car.
We took deep breaths as we let our kids, literally, run up the side of a mountain.
We watched our two year old take in all that was amazing in her mind. “Mama, mama, MOUNTAIN!!”


We got to have sharks swim just inches above our heads.
We mooed out the windows at cows and maaaaaaed at the goat we couldn’t help but name Billy.
And my two year old rode her first roller coaster and couldn’t get enough!


We got to do a lot of hands on homeschooling.
And tried repeatedly to get a family picture. Oh my.


My 5 year old made up songs about Jesus for my dad.
I saw my brother for the first time in a year and a half.
My children fell in love with him.
My heart melted.
I snapped a picture of my husband and I on a hike.


We look happy.
My heart smiled.
Then Sunday came and we had to say good-bye to our beloved Tennessee.

Indiana was calling us home again.
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These are the moments

These are the moments,

I know heaven must exist

These are the moments

I know all I need is this

These are the moments

I thank God that I’m alive

These are the moments

I’ll remember all my life

I have all I’ve waited for

And I could not ask for more



Excerpt from Edwin McCain’s song, I could not ask for more


Thankful Thursday

The last few days have been very difficult for me. I’ve been unusually tired and kind of grumpy, so I thought I’d join in thankful Thursday this week to remember to count my blessings. Actually, not just count my blessings but to take the time to actually be grateful.

I am truly thankful for my husband. He works so hard, is always worn down when he comes home and still takes time to put the girls in the bath and to bed. He prays with them and over them and tells my 4 year old an original story every night at bedtime. He works with the kids at church twice a week and makes time for his parents. I definitely married up. 🙂 Michael is a good man.

I am so thankful for Lilla, my 4 1/2 year old. She is silly and smart, she’s a thinker and a fighter, she’s strong willed and tender hearted, she loves the Lord and can memorize scripture like no other 4 year old I know. She is musical and artistic and is always impressing me with the thoughts that she shares. Lilla is a gift.

I am so thankful for my Anna. She is an almost 2 year old ball of energy. She keeps me on my toes and our family laughing. She is curious and mechanical, a giggler and a screamer, she let’s nothing stand in her way and often overpowers Lilla. Then she follows it up with the sweetest hugs and pats you ever got. Anna is a treasure.
What are you thankful for in your family members?
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Disney

A little over a week ago, we went to Disney World for the week.

Something not at all like us.

We never take vacations.

This year we did.

And, I can’t say we were disappointed.

We had fun on a Safari.

And having breakfast with princesses.

And hugging Mickey.

And kissed Donald on the nose.

Seeing a Broadway type production.

And shot down the bad guys.

And spent a lot of time trying to cool off.

And finally saw The World.

Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh my!

We have a season pass to our local zoo.

It’s a smaller zoo, but it’s clean.

It’s easy to navigate.

It’s a perfect place to spend a day with friends.

And since we have a pass, we can just stay a short time and not feel like we need to get our money’s worth.

So we go a lot.

And bring PB&J’s to enjoy in the garden.

And visit our new friends, the butterfly’s.

We love our zoo, can you tell?

Let Rest

This weekend my sister and I met up with a childhood friend of ours. We went shopping, laughed, and of course, told stories of when we were kids. Isn’t that a requirement for when you are with old friends?

My memories are much more vague, as I’ve realized more and more lately. Very little from childhood is concrete in my mind. The reason for that is not quite clear, although it is possible that it has been a defense mechanism to block out a particularly difficult time in my life.

As my sister and friend reminisced, and I listened with intrigue at the narratives that had occurred over the those years, the stories surrounding me, I barely knew. Like it was a different person they were speaking of. Somewhat like watching a movie you saw once many, many years ago and were not that familiar with.

My sister was particularly troubled over a childhood prank that my friend and I had pulled on her. Again, a very vague memory, if one at all. As I sit and listen to her get progressively more upset as the story went on, my hope was something I had read from CS Lewis many years ago, “Let the past rest, but let it rest in the sweet embrace of Christ.”

I love my sister and don’t want to see her distressed, so, I sincerely hope she can.

And, if you dear friend, are equally troubled over something that may have happened a decade ago, or maybe an hour ago, my hope for you is rest in Jesus too.

Yesterday, Today


Yesterday I was in a hospital room waiting for you to be born.
Today you are sitting up by yourself.

Yesterday I heard a small cry for the first time.
Today I blew on your tummy and got big belly laughs.

Yesterday I was handed a newborn diaper for your first change.
Today, you are in size 4 and growing all the time!

Yesterday you wrapped your little hand around my finger.
Today you are grabbing everything in sight!

Yesterday we became a family of four.
Today it seems we have always been.

Yesterday I fell in love with you, my little Anna.
Today, I’d do it all again!

Happy Six Month birthday, my little lovey! Thank you for bringing so much joy to our lives!

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