We live life daily, going through the motions of fun and family. We continue to grow and make plans until the unexpected occurs. At that point we’re reminded that though we might make plans for ourselves, there are also the plans that were written for us before we were even a thought.

This was us in 2019 & 2020. We were together, we were love, we were life, we were EVERYTHING.

This Was Us

We Had So Much Fun As a Family

And in 2021, because of Gods own reason, this is us now:

Write Your Own Story

This is but a snapshot of our life. Because of this life, what was, I was compelled to start blogging again. You might have read about that on my ‘About Me‘ page. These past few years we’ve been adjusting. My girls and I learned a lot from my husband, as will be reflected at times throughout this blog. This blog makes sense because of him for reasons that are unnecessary to fully explain.

 

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‘Write your own story, babe.’ This sign caught my eye immediately when I walked into Hobby Lobby because instantly I heard his voice in it. This sign was for me because this is something that he’d say, he was saying this to me. When I brought it home, my daughter even noticed. She said “that sounds like something daddy would say.” Clearly, I was meant to see it. This message makes what didn’t make sense make sense.

Chris and I enjoyed my initial blog. Capturing a part of our lives and writing about it brought me joy and many blessings. This particular category (Family & Lifestyle) is so important because we are still here. Though this section isn’t about all things ‘physical home’, it’s ‘Home’ period, and the most important part because home is with and about the ones you love.

Because of God, because of my dear husband, I have been able to continue to breathe. I have been able to be a sole parent that still allows life to work and remain virtually unchanged for our girls. I’ve had to be methodical in many ways to prevent them from feeling the brunt of ALL THE THINGS that could have come tumbling down, had I not developed a parental superpower to somehow protect them from it and make life work. In spite of everything. I am grateful.

So, I’m not going to bank on plans anymore, but while I’m here, I will heed the message and proceed to write my own story.