Photo Credit: Dream Photography Studio (Thank you, Stacey. I will treasure this picture always! The ring you captured in the picture was the ring my grandmother, Mary Alice, gave me when I graduated high school.) Oh Mary Alice... where do I even start? You are a...
Family
Maybe that’s why I’m here…
Yesterday morning, Brian received the text from my mama that my grandmother had passed away. It was time to take the big kids to school, but Julia wasn't feeling well. She had laryngitis, could barely speak, and was exhausted. Brian scooped up Mary Alice, asked Riley...
Grandma Thompson
African violets and the perfect shade of pink nail polish. A drawer full of juicy fruit gum when we came to visit. She would gush over how much she loved my daddy. What-a-burger on a normal day, Jason's Deli after church, and Red Lobster on fancy occasions. Drives out...
The sweetest 16
In a few weeks, my oldest will turn 16. Her request was very simple. She wanted the ballet and a nice dinner. We celebrated today, so that we could see Swan Lake. We ate too much and sang as loudly as we could in the car. We discussed the really important things, like...
The Commemorative Air Force Museum and a Sentimental Journey
As I was finishing this post, Brian put on Sentimental Journey in the background. It's a great soundtrack for the post, so feel free to click here and listen while you read... Dad came to visit for my birthday! Growing up, if there was a battlefield, historical site,...
Easter Photo Shoot 2016 {Just Pictures}
Pope Saint John Paul II {St. Bernard’s of Clairvaux}
Whenever I rush, things fall apart. You would think I would know this by know. Meltdowns because of my impatience. Forgotten phones. Running late. I didn't think we would be going to the celebration that evening, but mom surprised us with tickets to the dinner. I was...
Leaps and Bounds and Tiny Steps
I've learned a lot since I was a new mother. My approach to struggle and shame now is to talk to yourself like you'd talk to someone you love and reach out to tell your story. ~ Brene Brown There are days that motherhood just soars. The dishes and laundry and drop...
Riley and the Fireman
A few weeks ago, this cute little redhead almost called my bluff. We were driving home from school - my four kids plus our two carpool friends. Riley kept unbuckling. I kept pulling over. The big kids go to school about twenty minutes south of us, and we drive...
Maid Marian (or parenting a good kid)
Parenting a good kid. Writing about Julia's kindness is so very easy. There is no shortage of her love for God and others. Yes, I know I'm so blessed. Yes, I know this is not the teenage cliche. Sometimes, I wonder if this is challenging me in a different way. When it...
