nicole | class of 2015

Oh boy, I don’t know where to begin with this one. I’ve known Cole since she was just a teeny little thing. She’s actually still teeny, but now grown. Does that make sense? I didn’t think so.

Nicole is one of those young women that you just know has an amazing future ahead. She’s adorable, bright, uber-talented and super funny. She’s also incredibly perceptive … I think my favorite comment she may have ever made to me was about how I worry like an 84-year-old (or 90, I can’t remember. Dang dementia) woman. How does she do it? Continue reading

the moment of impact

You’re all also fans of Nicholas Sparks, right? The very first book I cried sobbed like a baby as I finished was  “Message in a Bottle.” They knew I was so touched they made it into a film. I didn’t love that one so much (don’t do it, Kevin Costner!) but as his books became more popular, more movies followed and of the many that require a tissue or two was The Vow. Oh, The Vow. Continue reading

guatemala: a required photo retrospective

Is Monday over yet? Or wait, does it just feel like a Monday? Yep, it does. And to that person that decided it made sense to back into my car without so much as a note of, “oops, sorry about that.” … well, you’re just lucky I have a sweet little boy to hug and photos of Guatemala to fill my mind with wonderful thoughts. Moving on … Continue reading

home

In a post I swear I shared yesterday, I wrote about my decision to follow the call to Guatemala with a group of thirty-nine other kids (kids is a relative term, after all). And now, we are home.

I’ve spent the past several days attempting to process and figure out how to communicate what happened in Guatemala. I’m also trying to process the 700 photos I took. That’s the fun part, though, because I get to re-live the daily events every time I look at Caleb’s photo-bombing face them. Continue reading

it’s a God thing

A few weeks ago, I was minding my own business at band practice (oh, who am I kidding? I don’t mind my own business) and in walks Doug. I can almost NEVER guess what Doug is going to say when he approaches me. Is it going to be nice? Snarky? Gross? I just.don’t.know. His first question was, ‘So, what does your vacation schedule look like?’  Continue reading