When I reminiscence on my childhood, I remember holidays with my grandparents. My grandma sitting at the table, chopping vegetables and my mom baking fresh, heaping loaves of zucchini bread.
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We enter in, clinging to the fringes of summer with gripped hands,
Nostalgic for the days we are still living in.
The year had been feeling like a bit of a miss in terms of hitting goals and making memories with my boys. I spent the majority of the fall curled up on the corner of the sofa, nauseous and oppressively tired.
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Last fall and throughout most of the winter, I felt incredibly off-kilter. I had lost a lot of the rhythms that make life not only tolerable but enjoyable. And this Spring, I am slowly bringing them back.
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Sometimes I find myself on a random Thursday dreaming of a solo trip to the Bahamas.
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Want to see what Darron and I have been working on all summer? We’ve mentioned the cabin in North Carolina so often in the blog, I thought it was about time to share some updated photos and a little of the journey.
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My mom turned 60 at the beginning of the summer and her one request was an evening under the stars surrounded by some of her favorite people.
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Of all the seasons, summer is perhaps the most reminiscent of my childhood. Growing up, we always took big family trips, spent weeks on end at my grandparents’ lake house, and had an endless string of sleepovers with friends. The days were long and lazy and if there’s anything I miss about the past, it’s those simpler days.
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I thought a fun, light-hearted post might be in order this week, so I’ve compiled a list of things that are making Springtime a little bit sweeter for me this year and divided them into categories. Some of them are products and others are weekly habits or activities.
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Seeing that Alyssa’s about to turn 30, I thought it fitting to offer a glimpse into the heart and soul of this lovely woman. Being her mom might make me a little biased, but if you know her you know I’m speaking the truth.
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Before the boys, our sabbath looked like lazy drawn out mornings unfolding in coffee refills and hour long quiet times. The hours seeped into each other, morning to afternoon to evening, like waves lapping the shore.
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Somewhere in the recesses of our minds, the mountains are calling. And my parents’ tiny cabin tucked on a picturesque hilltop has become a new home away from home.
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Summers for kids are pure magic. Summers for adults trying to keep the magic alive for their kids are…less magical.
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Our latest project is under way! We’re spending seven weeks in our tiny house in the Blue Ridge Mountains, soaking in the beauty of this place in the springtime. We came with big plans,
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As I sit here at my desk typing out these words, it feels like the only appropriate intro to this post should be a deep exhale.
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It’s rarely quiet in this house with two active little boys, incessantly climbing and questioning and asking for attention. Yet, I find it is not quiet I crave, but rhythm—
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I can feel it already, and I’m 100% here for it. The Advent season is my World Series, my Olympics, my March Madness…
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Heated debates, political turmoil, another wave—It’s been a week. Heck, it’s been a year. I don’t think anyone would refute that claim. Thankfully this blog is not about any of those things. Which is how we found ourselves, two days before a presidential election, clinking glasses to Ella Fitzgerald at an intimate Jazz Age Murder Mystery in my parents’ cozy home.
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It’s been a heck of a year so far with a lot of big feelings attached, BUT we made it to October, which if you ask me, is cause for celebration.
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