Twelve Months

Parenthood has been the most beautiful, edifying, transformative journey. It’s astounding how one tiny little human can make such a difference in our daily lives, and give us such profound opportunities to become more fully alive.

My Non-Instagrammable Life

But you know what? I kind of don’t care anymore. I used to be paranoid about blasting my sometimes bland, sometimes messy, sometimes not so glamorous life on social media. Now that I think of building memories with my kid, and making moments that will exist only in our wild mid-twenties, I have become totally okay with the fact that my life doesn’t look like inside of a Gap catalog.

Leisure and Laziness, Etc.

Is there a difference between true leisure and laziness? Yes, I think so, but sometimes what is lazy one day can be leisure the next. It takes a close attentiveness to the rhythm of our lives to discern what it is we are supposed to be doing in the present moment. My dad once said that if he was asked what he’d like to be doing when the world ended, he would answer that he’d like to be doing exactly what he was supposed to be doing, whether that was relaxing or saving the world.

On Seasons

How precious and unique is each of these, and how foolish I would be to spend all of a season wistfully dreaming of the next. How silly would it be for me to dwell upon the deary or tiresome parts of each season instead of choosing to savor the very thing I was experiencing.

Married to An Artist

Because, at the end of the day, you may find that nurturing your artistic souls together, as a family, is one of the most beautiful gifts you can give to one another. By allowing one another to stand on the double supports of “coming and going” artistic inspiration and the tried and true habits of work, you may find that you experience life together with a richer, broader perspective.

On Turning Outwards

As it turns out, serving and loving others is one of the best things you can do reassure yourself that, yes, I am enough and I doing good things. This call to be mother affirmed me from the inside out, even amidst the late nights and pumping in the break room and sleep deprivation.

On Fleeting, Beautiful Messes

So, I challenge you to take a few minutes to mentally open the painful wounds that we like to keep tucked away. Allow the realness of those memories to spark within you a deeper commitment to living with a breath of thankfulness on your lips, and recommit yourself to embracing the mess of your life, because it is within that beautiful mess that the precious moments of your life will come and go.

Little, little things

The stresses and ups and downs of life can muddle our perspective of how fortunate we really are. Yes, I have endured probably the hardest year of my life, and known plenty of suffering along the way, but I would be doing my soul a disservice if I ignored the every day things that have the capacity to bring me joy. 

On Sense of Self

But I think there is a essential difference between "spoiling" your child and providing them with absolutely, utterly unconditional affirmation that they are simply incredible, loved beyond all comprehension, and supported endlessly in whatever ways they are destined to reveal God.