Why I Write: How It Began

When I started my blog, it felt like the strangest thing in the world I could have done.  If you know me, you know that I hold things very close to the vest.  I’m always the one who listens while people share, but rarely the one who shares.  I keep my personal thoughts, well, just …

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The Hands That Hold My Hands

The hand I held today was soft and small.... She climbed out of the backseat, all smiles, and immediately reached for my hand. The cool air, uncommon for this time of year, greeted us as she clasped my hand tightly, confident in my ability to guide her. It was time for her Kindergarten screening, and her …

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A Little Lost

We’ve been here over a year now, but honestly, some days, I still feel a little lost.  Not always directionally, there’s GPS for that, but sometimes emotionally.  You see I’m a Georgia girl.  At least I was.  Now, this Georgia girl is sitting in North Carolina. Growing up in Georgia and living there for so …

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Beautiful Brokenness

Last December, our family uprooted from South Georgia to begin a new journey.  Josh had been called to be the new pastor at a church here in the beautiful foothills of North Carolina.  We moved in December of all times.  Josh ended up moving a week before the kids and me due to some setbacks …

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