life throws curve balls. i’ve always known this to be a fact but now i’m experiencing it as reality. and it’s now, in the midst of being a recipient of a curve ball that i find myself curled up, grappling to gather the bits of my heart that are strewn about, and piece everything back… Continue reading fresh portion
sometimes it’s in the quiet of my blue 12×12 room at my church. sometimes it’s in the kitchen surrounded by many when the warm heart asks me a question. sometimes it’s in my favorite gym when i’m standing in front of 400 people. sometimes it’s in another blue room with candles and blankets and faces… Continue reading
i love my town. i do. and i love how small town country it is. we like the fall. how do we show that? by decorating with gigantic haymen: isn’t he just darling? yeah, i don’t really think so either. (although i gotta give whoever built the man some credit — i certainly wouldn’t be… Continue reading small town living