Hello again! I’m feeling the urge to re-introduce myself because it’s been so long since I was here. I did not plan to take such a long break. It just happened. To be honest, I haven’t really had anything to say, so rather than just create more “noise” in the world, I decided to wait until I was ready to write again. Today is the day! These past few months have been full of change. We moved both of our daughters to college in August. Thankfully they had different move-in dates or I don’t know how we would have moved
Author: Laurel
Welcome! I am a wife, proud mama of two adult daughters, writer, teacher, and a follower of Jesus who finds joy in mentoring and encouraging others to live passionate lives full of hope and purpose. A graduate of Idaho State University, I currently teach music at a private elementary school. I also lead a bible study group for moms of all ages, in all seasons of life.
Come join me in simply embracing this amazing gift called life!
My baby girl is 18 years old today. A real grown-up. The miracle who brings light and joy to my life every. single. day. Is this actually happening? The days are long, but the years really are short. She arrived on one of the hottest days of the year. The high temperature that day was well into the triple digits. Labor and delivery with this little one were relatively short and uncomplicated even though she was a bigger baby than her older sister. 8lbs. 13oz. 22 inches long Proud papa! Big sister Hope was so excited Such a
She turned twenty a few months ago. The one whose arrival in the world brought to me the title of “mother.” Has it really been twenty years? Maybe that doesn’t seem like a long time to some. But for me, the one who was once labeled “infertile,” it is simply miraculous! I do not take for granted this gift of motherhood that I have received. As my good friend Murley says, I am “livin’ the dream!” As I reflect on the past two decades, I am amazed at all that I have learned while on this journey. A few
I am becoming very familiar with the grieving process. When I first learned about the stages of grief back in college, I had absolutely no idea how many times I would go through that process in the years to come. Just within the last 18 months I have lost seven family members and friends. It certainly hasn’t gotten any easier; however, I now recognize it for what it is. I’ve noticed that there is an ebb and flow to grief. At this point in my life, I am more comfortable with embracing the process and “riding the wave.” God is
My twenty-two year old niece Montgomery passed away last week. So sudden. So unexpected. When I heard the news, I could not comprehend it. “Montgomery?” I said to my husband as he sat in a crumpled heap on the very spot of sidewalk where he was once standing when he received the call. He could only nod his head “yes” through the tears and cries of pain that had overtaken his body. My mind began to race. “How can this be? She’s too young! What happened? Maybe I didn’t hear that right…” I thought back to that early morning