11.17.2014

[she does christmas early]

Clearly I struggle with regular posting. My husband and I are entrepreneurs and running several companies can put a damper on blogging.

Busy-ness aside, fall is my favorite time of year. Josh and I were married on 10.10.10, the leaf change is always incredible, and the crisp cooler air makes my heart rejoice.


However, this year I feel like we skipped fall and plowed right into winter. Ordinarily this would be upsetting but winter coming so strong, so fast, lit the fire in me to get Christmas in my house and since Christmas is my most favorite holiday since I was a little one, I obliged this urge.  

8.15.2014

[she painted a turquoise door]


I hated my white door. It was so ordinary. We bought our home four years ago and only in the past 18 months did we actually make some renovations to the place. It started with the back deck my husband built. Then carried on to a hardwood floor saga. We bought new furniture, I finally decorated, and then nothing. For the past 10 months, nothing. Well, besides my vegetable garden but I don't think that counts...

8.14.2014

[she is brave]



This blog was a long time coming. I have always loved to write. My father holds a degree in English and encouraged me to write from a young age. My grandmother continued to fan the flames when she made all of us grandchildren journal every summer and the habit stuck. She would take us to the paper store and pick out whatever notebook we fancied. My cousin's hated it. I fell in love with the idea. It's not like I am some grammatical genius or a grand storyteller. I just love documenting this beautiful life I was given.

When I was 18, I started my very first blog. It was on Xanga. It wasn't about fashion, decor, food, or anything trendy. It was simply about my life. I chronicled the things I felt and the things that happened. I really wish I could find that xanga page again and read through what my 18 year old heart felt. I stopped writing when I was 20. Life took over. Well, nursing school took over. And then life happens and I forgot what brought me such joy and peace.

And then strange things happened as I transitioned into adulthood. My personality changed. I can admit I have become quite an introvert, which is a far cry from the outgoing sorority girl I was in college. But I am not unhappy. I have embraced my lifestyle. I love nothing more than to be in my home reading a good book. I keep my circle of friends tight. I love cooking my husband dinners at home. I love to be private. So writing a blog is being brave for me. Discussing my faith is also a bold move that I feel God placed in my heart. 

So here it is, my first blog post... again. Time to be brave. And I cannot wait to document this beautiful journey God has given me. And while life will still happen and days/weeks will surely pass without a post, I have chosen to be brave and publish a blog in my final year of my second decade of life. And that is what is so great about being brave and trusting His plan; it gives you wings to get to something else.

[be strong and courageous. do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. -joshua 1:9]
 
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