Blueberries.

  image by: Samueles pixabay.com After church last week, we took our daughter to a blueberry farm. If you’re ever in the Williston area, Red White, and Blues Farm is amazing! They have the best blueberry milkshakes and 8 different fields of blueberries to choose from. I finished all my homework the day before and…

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More.

As I sit in front of this screen a huge red “C” screams at me. It amplifies every negative thought I have about myself. I feel like Hester Primm in the Scarlet Letter and how my professors must pity me. I’m embarrassed and I feel stupid. This is my first C in my college career. I chose…

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Failure.

The irony of this post is not lost on me. The one and only draft I have sitting on this computer is all about how I learned not to fear failure last year. Now I know why I never got around to publishing it. HA. Thank you 2019 for making me a hypocrite. Sometimes I…

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Brave.

Brave was never a word I would have chosen to describe myself.  In fact, if you would have listed things that describe me, we could have easily placed “brave” in the NOT column and replaced it with “scardey-cat”. In the beginning of 2018 I told God I couldn’t keep doing this anymore. I couldn’t keep…

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Chronic.

Dear Diary, so at the gym today there was this guy… Just kidding. I was standing by the smith machine at the gym one day and there was a guy next to me in the squat rack jacked as all get out. I said to my friend, “I want a butt like his”. Now, this…

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Motherhood.

Reese left last week to gallivant across Kentucky with my grandparents and my mom and dad. She goes every year and it never gets easier for me. I spent many summers with my family camping, swimming, and hiking. Some of my fondest memories are from those firefly and firework filled months. Words cannot adequately describe the…

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ONE.

I haven’t written much in a while. I really haven’t had much to say. No wait. Scratch that. I’ve had plenty to say but I don’t know HOW. I have a shadow box on the wall in my bathroom “the joy is in the journey”. I’ve seen it a million times since I put it…

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