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I THINK this is week 3. Is it week 3 or week 4? I really need to pull out a calendar and figure out what day it is. Having finished my first travel adventure, I have now settled into a somewhat predictable pattern on this sabbatical/gap year of mine. I actually do love routine, and …
Gap Year, Week 3 How are we only 3 weeks in? I feel as though a lot of life has been lived. I’ve re-done a closet, started a YouTube channel, been on a girls trip to Asheville, NC, and run a 15K race. I may need to re-think the pacing. After all, the point here …
Haven’t updated ya’ll in a minute on where I am with my planning and scheming for my Mom’s Gap Year! It’s sort of like Eat, Pray, Love but with no foreign lovers because I am madly devoted to my sweet husband. Also that’s not really my style. It’s a sabbatical, of sorts, because I’m using …
It feels lately as though the universe is sending me a message. Does that ever happen to you? Multiple times a day from multiple sources, I’ll read something or see something that all relate to a common theme: stillness. Or sometimes it’s boredom, or maybe it’s rest, but the signs are all pointing to the …
So, as of Saturday, Scott and I will have been married for 28 years. Yup. February 10th, 1990, we said I do in front of 250 of our closest family and friends. And I’m trying to figure out what to say about that. I mean, I still love him, we’re still IN love, and he …
I’ve been working since I was 18 years old and I am now 47. I’ll let you do the math. Oh, never mind, I’ll do it for you, that’s 29 years of working. In that time, I’ve loved many of my jobs. I mean the kind of love where you literally jump out of bed …
I currently have 3 young adult males living in my home. Yes, they are my sons, and yes, I love them dearly. When I do the math, I have been living with 3 teenagers AT THE SAME TIME for five years. And in a lot of ways it’s been a long five years. I have, …
There are few things in life I value more than honest communication. It basically goes like this: Jesus, my family, my dogs, honest communication. No, wait, maybe Jesus, my family, my dogs, tacos and THEN honest communication. But it’s big for me. REAL BIG. But the thing about honest communication is that it can be …
I didn’t become a runner until I was 38 years old. I was 39 when I ran my first half, 40 when I ran my first marathon, 45 when I ran my last one (AND I MEAN IT THIS TIME), and I ran my 21st half marathon just 2 weeks ago. Oh, and I already …