This post might get a little heated. This subject hits close to home for me, so I apologize in advance if I get a little abrasive.
The other day I was having a conversation with a medical professional and we somehow got on the subject of my husband, Kenny, who has been paralyzed for almost 12 years from a snowmobile accident. We are strong believers that Kenny will walk again and I was explaining some of the things we have done to “do our part” in healing his body. But this person said that me, “Well if God wanted it to happen, then He would have made it happen…” Continue Reading
Ok – so I have some news that I need to share with everyone. It isn’t’ something that I have been looking forward to… to be honest I have kind of been wanting to ignore it.
Today I turn 30!
I’m not sure exactly what it is about the BIG 3-0, but it has really been getting to me. Continue Reading
One year ago, we lost our beloved great dane mix, Oliver.
We adopted this cute little bundle about 2 months after we got married. Kenny wasn’t really sure we should get a dog so soon, but I was adamant that we have a dog in the house. And, come on – Look the those ears! Continue Reading
Literally, here it is…
I learned a lesson about being an adult today, more specifically about being a homeowner. For those of you who haven’t dove into this part of life yet, let me tell you its not all roses and sunshine! Continue Reading
Yesterday was a sad day for our family. My husband’s 90 year old Grandmother died. She was an incredible woman – always so sweet and gentle and wanting to help others. I was lucky enough to get to know her and call her my grandmother for 5 years. Continue Reading
This is my testimony.
That word – testimony – is kind of intimidating to me. It holds weight. It holds importance. When you hear someone say it, you want to stop and listen to what they are saying. To me, this is just my story, but in a sense, it is all of those things too. It holds weight and importance… at least I hope it does. Continue Reading
I remember having a sleepover with a couple of girlfriends in middle school and we kept “tracking” our conversation. We were up in my bedroom splayed out on the floor and my bed talking about silly things that middle school girls talk about. We would get on these random topics and say “How did we end up talking about this?” And we would back-track our conversation and how one thing led to another and then another and then another and somehow – in our 12 year old brains – it all connected. Continue Reading