The day I met Prince Charming
Six years ago today, I met Prince Charming. For me, he was a country boy with a slow smile and a laugh that twinkled like his blue eyes. He wore jeans and boots and a hat and had a tan … Continue reading
Six years ago today, I met Prince Charming. For me, he was a country boy with a slow smile and a laugh that twinkled like his blue eyes. He wore jeans and boots and a hat and had a tan … Continue reading
I met him just before we walked down the aisle together. Afterward, he remembered feeling my hand shake and my heart pound as we walked down the aisle, and I remembered that he wasn’t ashamed to cry at his brother’s … Continue reading
We do not remember days, we remember moments.” Cesare Pavese If it weren’t for the moments, I guess every day would more or less be a blur in memory. I guess that’s why it is so important to live life … Continue reading
For a year and a half, we’ve walked through dark valleys and hard times of not knowing. We’ve waited and prayed for God to open doors, to let us earn a living and provide for our needs through honest labor. … Continue reading
June 17, 2007 I met him just minutes before we walked down that aisle together, this man that I married. We were young, and it was a happy day, but I didn’t love him then. The truth is, I was … Continue reading
Two years ago, I spent the day wandering the streets of a quaint, old Colorado town called Manitou Springs. It sits part way up the mountain pass to my parents’ 8600 ft piece of Rocky Mountain High, and is perhaps … Continue reading
I turned Twenty Five on Friday. I think that if I hadn’t been so busy unpacking boxes and trying to decide how to make the most out of my kitchen space, I might have had more time to think about … Continue reading
~ Sometime over 7 years ago, my family took their last and really first family vacation, considering the possibility of moving to the South Eastern Tennessee area. My brother started to fall in love with a certain girl friend of … Continue reading
It’s hard to believe that just three weeks ago we were loading up the moving truck, packing up the last few boxes, and trying to say good bye to our family in Northern Idaho. Just about 48 hours later, we … Continue reading
I don’t feel so boxed in as I did a week ago, but every time I walk into our temporary little home, something always catches my eye as I glance over the almost- put together room. My bookshelves are empty. … Continue reading