i’m not one for deleting pictures after a certain season of life is over. i don’t scroll through my feed, trying to scratch over memories of what no longer is. i believe the Lord takes us on these journeys for a reason, even if we don’t understand. however, instagram has been extra hard for me […]Read more "hiding."
today i updated my about page for the 1st time in probably four years. maybe more. & let me tell you… it was weird. reading my own words, listening to who i was back when i started this thing. bringing content into the world, one silly story at a time. the reason it was so […]Read more "a letter to the chlo of four years ago."
we talk about changing the world, making a difference… being the change. but for some reason we scare easily when it comes to taking small steps. we want so badly to be seen, be heard… we want our voice to travel long distances & when they hear our voice we want people to shut up […]Read more "a pep talk : to myself & 2018."
these days have been so jam packed full i couldn’t squeeze a single thing more into them if i tried. i’ve unpacked my suitcase in a new place for the thousandth time in my life & with that has come a whirlwind of emotions that i’ve had absolutely no clue how to handle (mostly anger […]Read more "more “thank you”s & “amen”s."
the moment i left home, stories started to unfold all around me instantly. the further away i was from my comfortable routine little ohio life, the more i dove into this small space to grow & unravel, to experience, to be vulnerable. & it honestly felt good most days. we were chasing sunsets in the […]Read more "misplaced & scattered heart."
tracing lines. we stood there holding fingers, with our heads leaned on one another, looking in the direction of the map on the wall. tracing the lines with our fingers. the lines we both coulda swore were our future. i prayed over those blue painted mountains like they were mine. like this was the […]Read more "calling the wrong turns, “home.”"
finding the words. i tried to write about it. i wanted to take notes over everything that God was telling me here. i wanted to remember how i felt. how badly it all hurt. but at the same time, find a way to remind myself that – it needed to. in the same token, […]Read more "this is my isaac."