Friday night, we pulled into the driveway of our Arizona home. After three months in Montana and two days in the car, it felt good to be back. We were glad to be home, but it felt a little strange walking into the house for the first time. Everything seemed small. Or short. Or something. Leila and I felt it, but we couldn’t quite put our finger on it. I…
The bags are packed, the apartment is clean, and all we have left is one final game. The championship game. Whether we win or lose tonight, I’m thankful we made it this far. Because our boys have been winning, we have had 10 more days in Missoula. We have been able to witness the beginning of fall. Leaves changing colors, temperatures dropping, the things we miss out on at home.…
We have spent the past two summers living in Frenchtown, Montana while Jeff coaches the Missoula Osprey baseball team. Instead of living in a random apartment, we were blessed to be able to stay with a host family. The Teagle Family gave us a sense of home, even when we were so far from everything we knew. They invited us to their lake house, helped me drop off our only…
Last week, I posted this video to my Facebook page, and it seemed to resonate with many of you. . . . Earlier this year, we asked women about their lifestyle – nearly half said they were feeling moderately or extremely stressed & shockingly 40% feel like they’re about to burn out. We weren’t surprised, we feel it too. From our everyday never-ending ‘to do’ lists to the pressure the…
We were reading on the couch one day when she looked up, “Mom, I want to be just like you when I grow up.” What do you mean, sweetheart? “Just that you’re a really good Mommy, and I want to be just like you.” In that moment I realized how much I had been doubting myself as a mom. What a gift she gave me that day. ***** Do you…
To keep on track with my goal to read 50 books this year, I started a posting series titled “What I’m Reading.” My goal for the summer was to dive into the classics, many of which I never read in school. But I realized as the summer went on, that I also needed some spiritual inspiration and fluff in there too. I couldn’t quite pull off an “all classics all the…
Because of my husband’s career as a professional baseball coach, we move around. A lot. Our life is a constant stream of hellos and goodbyes, nice-to-meet-you’s and hope-to-see-you-soon’s. And in the midst of all this change, I am finding out that I am not very good at keeping in touch. Oh sure, I follow all my friends on social media. I double tap their Instagram photos, and like their Facebook…