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  This weekend, the plan was to rearrange our bedroom.  Friday, I accidentally went to Home Depot, bought some paint, and repainted the kitchen--surprising Brad when he came home from work.  Like..surprise!  you married an idiot!  For the next several days, our house was a complete disaster.  No room--honestly not many spaces were unaffected.  He married a creative, he knew what he was getting-ish. I literally didn't have a plan.  I just had a whim, and went for it.  As we lived around my great ideas for several days, we hashed out different ways we could shake things up and...

“We cannot keep going at this pace.”we have said this statement a bunch of times, but this week we actually decided to do something about it     Anyone else?  Since I relaunched Artistic Therapy and the Lord has pushed me to take my writing farther and my art more seriously, we haven’t changed anything. We’ve only piled higher. And we’re drowning in it.   A few months ago I started saying I needed to just get a cabin in the woods and leave everything for a couple of days to write. Untangle things. Make plans instead of going wherever...

It’s fascinating to stare into your process. I think that sometimes our journey wanders around so much it’s easy to miss the growth.   This week my parents changed out a sink at the church where I grew up. When they did, it left a space that needed to be painted. She mentioned it to me because it’s in a bathroom I had painted a million years ago. After I graduated from Auburn, I accidentally took a gap year. Long story for another day, but all of my future plans hit a brick wall. I started a graduate program, but...

Somehow my little boy turned twelve. I’ve basically always been a 12 year old boy. I love the cheesy jokes and laugh WAY too much when somebody toots or trips when they were walking.  The older my kids get the more I like them. So far having a preteen has been endless fun.   This year, we decided to look completely at what Asher loved and plan a party from there. This seems obvious, but if I’m honest, most of my kid’s parties have been just as influenced by impressing the grown ups as reflective of our children’s desires...{thank you...

This week while Selah and I were in a store, the clerk asked her a question. Selah looked away and turned red. The clerk said “oh my you sure are shy!”  I said “no!  She’s a brave girl, aren’t you, Selah?”  The clerk said “well I don’t think that’s true!”  As we walked away I reminded Selah she is in no way required to accept that lady’s opinion.   When Asher was little, he was prone to fear. He would cry a lot and get upset.  We knew the scripture from Proverbs 18:21 “The tongue has the power of life...