I could have shared a prettier picture of our house and our family, but if you want an accurate snapshot of my life–this is it. I love this picture for a hundred reasons (their expressions are priceless), but most of all I love it because it shows our life as it really is–a wonderful mess.
I am married to a man whose dreams can drive me crazy, but I love with my whole heart. Together we have five beautiful, unique, energetic children. We were surprised with identical twin girls in 2015, the biggest shock of my life so far. A few years ago, we took a risk and moved to a 40-acre ranch outside of Sacramento, California. We had lived our entire lives in the suburbs until then, so it’s safe to say we have no idea what we are doing. We live by faith and God’s amazing grace.
Although our house is still in progress, it looks a million times better now, (thank you Jesus—there is only so much a woman can take). But even though our house no longer has a trash pile in the front yard, this is how life still feels: big and messy and not quite finished. It feels this way, because it is. Like this house, I am very much a work in progress, and so is each one of the lovely people pictured here.
Life holds daily challenges, daily adventures and lots of surprises. It is full and overflowing. It’s beautiful and beastly. It’s high and low, and big and small. It’s all sorts of crazy. I’m sure you can relate.
So here on this site, I write for you and for me. I write for the mom whose hands are full of life and little fingers, and wonders (on occasion) how on God’s green earth she and her children can make it through unscathed. In short, I write for the mom in need of encouragement. The woman in search of something real, vulnerable and true. The woman in need of Jesus. I write for the woman and mom I am most of the time. I hope you find some encouragement here.