[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”] I[/dropcap]t’s so nice to have a voice back and not be coughing a lung every night. Besides multiple trips to the loo, I’ve actually had some sleep over the past few nights and am starting to feel somewhat rested. Plus, daily naps are helping as well. I’m always thankful for my health after recovering from some long, silly, ridiculous, gross sick bug. The boys have been walking around with runny noses and little coughs, and I’m praying it doesn’t go beyond that as we need a healthy home for Babes to come into. Plus, I don’t want them getting what I’ve just been through as it was ugly . . . Read more


[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”] I [/dropcap] am always so grateful to be one who has been able to travel around the world. My dad has traveled quite a bit on missions trips, and his travels started just as I was learning to tie my shoelaces. His first trip was to India, and he has passed the travel bug on to both his girls. My first overseas trip was to Costa Rica when I was around 7 years of age to visit my aunt and her family who were missionaries there. Two years later, our family moved to Jamaica where my dad taught at a Bible school. And the trips continued from there . . . India, Papua New Guinea, Thailand, Europe, Great Britain, the Caribbean, Central America, and finally, a big move to England to spend the first year and a half of marriage. Read more

on being specific

[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”] I[/dropcap]’m not sure what’s happened this week, but it’s been a hard one. I have an almost two year old who has been biting, scratching faces, and throwing tantrums about everything, and an almost four year old who has¬†completely fallen¬†apart in every area of life. I’m on the edge of going on vacation . . . by myself!! I feel like digging a hole, getting into it, and covering myself up until I’m ready to face the world again. Yikes man.

And I’ve written a few posts on the things that our happening in the US of A and what is going on with our culture. Yet I haven’t posted them and I’m not sure that I will. I’m again ready to dig my head in the sand and not look up until our country returns to its roots of acknowledging God and living by His laws. Yet my head would then be buried for quite some time . . . not a realistic way of dealing with life. Read more