Three Is My Happy Place
A receipe of my faith, family, fitness, and finances with a little dash of life’s unexpected moments mixed in.
Word of the Year.
Remember my post about my “word” for 2018? It was balance. Well this year I have coined the word “present.” No, not the way you are thinking! Well, of course I could always use a present, if you are buying! I mean, being present, being fully present. Not just with Jackson but in every situation I am in. Whether it be for work, school, or in the presence of our Heavenly Father! Read More
Have You Ever Wondered?
I closed my eyes for a few minutes the other day while putting Jackson to bed (I obviously was a little tired) and when I opened my eyes I saw Jackson staring right back at me. And then I started to wonder, what does he see when he looks at me like that? I thought: Read More
Dear 2019, What’s Up?
Hello blog family! I can’t believe it has been so long. I have a lot of logical explanations (or excuses- however you choose to look at) for not being around, but we will just look past that and look on to what the future brings. Read More
To The One Who Gets His Heart.
I am on a roll with reading articles or watching videos (too much time on Facebook, probably!) and having those articles really resonate with me. But I watched this video the other day. https://www.facebook.com/Romperdotcom/videos/2087535164858537/UzpfSTUzMjg2MDQ3NToxMDE1NjgzNzQ3NTMzNTQ3Ng/ Read More
I again am going to interrupt the intent (sort of) of this blog to remind you all of something Heather and I have been doing together for awhile now. Hello Mauston.
I interrupt my regularly scheduled blog post and the content of this blog to bring to you an update of our lives. As most of you know, we relocated our family at the beginning of July to be closer to our family. The 200 mile move was just what our hearts needed. The events of the last two weeks, however, have been not so welcoming. Read More
Five More Minutes.
Do you all know that Scotty McCreery “Five More Minutes” song? Oh man did the lyrics hit me pretty hard the other day. Every time Jackson hits my last nerve or frustrates me, I try to tell myself there will come a time in my life when I will have wished I had five more minutes with him as a little boy. Then I looked at him and realized he is not little anymore and I am already wishing I had five more minutes of him being little. Read More
“3” Of Us
