but really, it is okay. 

I saw a headline the other day that was complete bull, okay? A load of crap.It was like, the 7 things you shouldn’t say to your kids because you’ll mess them up in the head forever. Or something like that.  And the first thing you shouldn’t say to you’re kid or your a bad mom?…

cold coffee. 

For the bajillionth day in a row, I looked down at the cup of coffee I made over an hour ago, reheated 20 minutes ago, and there’s still half a cup left. And it’s cold. Again.  Is it even worth heating a second time?  I say not. Because I’m a bit of a coffee snob…

my old friend. 

Writing is like an old friend of mine. I don’t blog even a fair amount anymore, but I do write always. I write about my feelings, events in my life, I take notes at church, etc, etc. But since I’ve become a mom of two and a homemaker, what I thought I’d have so much…

dreams and parting seas. 

A few days ago, I had a crazy dream. And I’m still processing through it but I wanted to share it because it left me with this overwhelming sense of joy and peace. And writing always helps me see what God is revealing to me through things, so welcome to the method of Sam figuring…