Dear Young Bride, Once upon a time, I was a young bride, too. Now, when I say young, I mean only a couple months into being 19 years old. I had never lived on my own, didn't have many bills to speak of, and had only fallen in love with one man...the one I was about to marry. You can see why I get excited when I hear about young people getting married. And I don't mean 25- or 26-year-olds, because that is just not young. I'm talking about the 18- or 20-year-olds walking down the aisle with their best friend. A quick engagement and a young bride -- that makes me smile. I know this isn't the Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
"So, what do you think? Can I do it?" I sat on my couch, phone intently to my ear, waiting for my mom to answer. "Do you think I can homeschool the kids?" "Oh, honey," she answered, "Of course you can! You would be amazing at it." In my heart I knew that is what she would say, but it felt so good to hear it in that moment. That sigh of approval from my own mom, my own teacher. If she, a homeschool veteran, believed that I could homeschool my three kids, then I knew I could. When a mom is just starting out homeschooling her kids, life is so upside down. Things immediately become a whirlwind of Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
She looked up at me with her big beautiful green eyes, the ones with the lashes and the freckles, and I swore she was something out of a Disney movie. For a moment I thought she had learned how to manipulate with those eyes of hers, but her eyes just...were. She couldn’t help it if they were shaped like two pleading raindrops that fell sideways in a glassy, sparkle-filled sky. I got lost for a moment and fought against the sweetness and brought myself into reality. What she was asking of me would be absolutely fun for her, but a huge chore for me. It had just rained and our backyard which we Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
Last month my post was all about implementing some changes in how I, as the mom, wife and CEO of this house, approach the holiday season. I wrote out three things that I was setting out to do, or rather, I included things I didn't want to do (such as procrastinate, have too high of expectations on myself, etc.). I wanted to come back for a follow up, because so often one reads about the things a blogger wants to do and is left wondering if those goals were even remotely attainable. My family has been through an emotional change the past couple of weeks. We realized that we needed to re-home Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
In the age of Pinterest parties, perfectly Instagrammed houses, and chain stores decorating for Christmas in the beginning of October, we can easily get swept up in what this season “should” look like. I’m guilty of it, too -- of longing for a “gorgeous” Christmas season. The decorations are over-the-top beautiful, trimmed with hand-dipped gold burlap with a sprig of lavender-infused pinecones on a neutral-colored reindeer cork board, where we display the hundreds of professionally-photographed Christmas cards. What?? When you’ve seen one Christmas tree made out of a wood pallet, you’ve seen Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
When Being Selfish In Marriage Is a Good Thing As I'm writing this article, sitting in Starbucks, drinking my Venti Americano and listening to awful jazz music playing overhead, I have officially been married 14 years, 2 months, 3 days, 2 hours and 42 minutes. I'm just a couple years away from having been married almost half my life. I certainly have loved my husband for more years than I haven't. Don’t get me wrong. I don't think that makes me an expert on marriage, but I sure do think it is a wonderful testimony to God's great grace and love. I'm committed, probably obsessed, with making my Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
She’s got one huge freckle precisely under her left eye. I just know it’s going to grow and grow and become a sincere beauty mark once she becomes an adult. Her lashes are much longer than mine, even when I have mascara on, and her nose is a perfect little tan button. Her legs are like long tree limbs and her hair is a lovely shade of tree-bark brown. Everyone comments on how tall she is, but to me, she’s the perfect height to rest my chin on her head when we hug. On that note, she gives the best hugs. She sure knows how to wrap those tree branch arms around a person and give a good squeeze. Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
My challenge this month is to write on “Back to School,” and I have to be honest. I have been staring at my screen for a few minutes, not really knowing how to start. By now, if you’ve been reading my articles, you know I am an eclectic unschooler. I don’t use curriculum for every subject, I don’t lesson plan, I don’t give letter grades, and I don’t teach my children according to grade level (and to those of you who *haven’t* read my articles, I now sound like a crazy woman!). After years and years of mulling through homeschool options, I finally arrived at my “happy place” and this is where Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
Summer is my season. I come alive when the sun stays up late and the temperature rises over 90 degrees. While I was just a little girl, one summer in particular forever changed the person that I would become. It has shaped, even to this day, what I think friendship is and should mean to two people. When you’re 14, everything is important, absolutely everything. Everything is dramatic and the end of the world. Everything is love and everything is hate. There is no grey area when you’re 14. Especially when you’re 14, a girl, stick thin, unpopular, and easily intimidated. I was 14 when I lost Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.
School 365 It’s that time of year, the time when the days get longer and the nights hotter. Children wake up and put their bathing suits on, just in case they get to run in the sprinkler that day. Windows are thrown open, the dog barks exceptionally loudly at the squirrels, and the garden is haphazardly kept from wilting in the sun. It’s Summertime. My favorite time of the year, hands down, no exception (although Christmas runs a close second!). It’s also the time when children are let out of school. Everywhere I turn there are end-of-the-school-year parties and saying goodbye to friends for Continue Reading...This post may contain affiliate links. See my full disclosure policy.