
I remember feeling so awkward when Danielle Ice snapped this photograph.
Exposed. Continue reading
People often tease me for taking too many photos; Nonetheless, they admire the gallery walls I’ve created in our homes over the years as well as our dozens of photo books. Friends often remark, “I am so overwhelmed by how many photographs I have, I don’t even know where to start.” So they don’t and sadly, their photos remain in their phones, cameras, computers or in a printed-stack collecting dust. Today, I am going to share the process of creating a Gallery Wall. Continue reading

Where are yours? In your closet? The attic? Under the bed? In the trash, long ago? Continue reading

Phew. That is me exhaling. We made it. And Lawd, it wasn’t easy or always pretty. But when I look back at a year of photographs I realize just how *supremely* blessed we truly are. Why is hindsight always 20/20? Why can’t we appreciate what we have while we still have it? Continue reading

The holidays are here, bringing decorations, gatherings and emotions. We are faced with many decisions: from what to eat to where to go and with whom to visit and when. Many of these reunions bring joy and solid conversation but sometimes they also uncover old wounds or create new ones. Feelings we buried months or years ago resurface and we are no longer able to hide. The time has come to choose how we will handle ourselves.

Hey, you. Yea, you. I see you. Beneath that tired skin. Behind that tough exterior. Beyond that quiet disposition. I see you. And isn’t that all that we sometimes really need? To be seen. To be noticed. To be appreciated and recognized for who we are and what we have accomplished? Continue reading

I’m crying. Partially because my littlest baby will be ONE on Thanksgiving this year and also because I survived. I made it an entire year staying-at-home with a then newborn, 2 & 3 year-old and now 1, 3 and 4 year-old. Looking back at photos, it seems so fast. Remembering it for what it was, it feels like it took an eternity to get here. And yet here we are, and here is what we have learned: Continue reading
Why does it always seem that as soon as you start to feel ahead, something changes and you find yourself once again treading water? It’s demoralizing and often leaves me desperate with thoughts of throwing-in-the-towel because “what’s the point?” Continue reading
I love you. And Thank You. Continue reading
They say it goes quickly but I keep having “them” so it seems to never end. When my daughter stated matter-of-factly that I wouldn’t be able to carry her once she was five years-old it hit me like a ton of bricks. Whoa. Where has my baby gone?
These are unsettling times. A pending presidential election polarizing our country. It’s hard to see the big picture and yet, come back down to Earth. What really matters?
God. Brush Him off. Roll your eyes. Deny His existence but you still hear Him.
Family. Seriously, other than God, what ELSE MATTERS?
Love. Oh, Love. Love is what matters. In the end, it is all that has ever mattered. We are born to love if only we can find it in our lifetime. . .
Which brings us back to children.
Why do we have them? They are exhausting and egocentric but they are LIFE. And life is fleeting.
Life.
Is Fleeting.
So,
Pray. Connect. Love.
It is all that has ever mattered.