Writing Is My Offering There's several reasons this space has been silent this summer. For starters, I wanted the summer to be about making memories with Jackson. I wanted to fill each day with activities, giggles and good times. But aside from being intentional with my son, I knew there was another reason I needed to pull back. I realized more and more that my worth was getting too wrapped up in the words I write. I had to step back and remember that God doesn't love me for the number Continue Reading
Where We Go To Breathe {And the Difference a Year Makes}
We waited all summer to sink our toes into the powdered-sugar sand. It's hard to believe our week at the beach has already come to an end. I'm not sure how I acquired my love for sand and salt water. Growing up I spent summers in the cool mountain air of Colorado. My parents just aren't beach people; but it has become my happy place. Jackson's too. He's quite the little beach bum. We've been home less than 48 hours and he's already asking to go back. Maybe we should relocate? Destin Continue Reading
Four Reasons I’m Feeling Frazzled
I'm Packing For Our Florida Vacation I'm knee-deep in swimsuits and tank tops. I'm crossing things off my lists (yes, I said lists. I'm that Type-A). And did I mention I loathe packing? Like, I just want to cry as I stare at my empty suitcase. I always take way too much stuff. Last summer I told John, next year I just need shorts and t-shirts. Nothing fancy. He reminded me of my words on Monday. I went through the piles of clothes on my bed several times before narrowing it down to just Continue Reading
Ten Things I Learned In June
Jelly Bean Loves Bubbles Jackson loves bubbles and so does his dog! Jelly Bean springs to life at the first site of bubbles blowing in the wind. She flies across the yard, jumps into the air and pops them with her mouth. It's pretty much the cutest thing ever! I adore these action shots I took of her earlier this month. 2. Depression Doesn't Always Mean You're Sad I've struggled with depression off and on as an adult. For me depression isn't so much about being sad, it's about Continue Reading
What This Mama Learned From PreK-3
In August I wrote a letter to his teacher. I gave her a glimpse into our world of Apraxia and Sensory Processing Disorder. I asked her to look passed the limited words and rough behaviors, to the amazing, joyful, school-loving kid that I call my son. I had no idea that letter would mark the beginning of a long year of advocating for him. There have been many words written and spoken between myself and school administrators to ensure Jackson received the services he needed to succeed in the Continue Reading