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What Four Years Looks Like

On Oct. 20th, my sweet Joel Randy and I celebrated four whole years of marriage. We celebrated on a hammock strung between two trees at Chester Frost park and asked each other questions like, “Do you remember what our first dates were like?” Or “What do you think has changed the most about me since those early dating years?” It doesn’t matter though, really. Cause whoever he is now is stuck with whoever I am now. That’s the beauty of marriage. 😉 Continue reading “What Four Years Looks Like”

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Letting Things Go

Curse you Frozen for never allowing me to say any conjugation of “let” and “go” without wanting to belt Elsa’s song at the top of my lungs. I even envision my soul spiraling in frozen fractals all around… Continue reading “Letting Things Go”

My Response to the VMA’s

Written after watching the VMA’s, edited here and there along the way.

I had to hide my child’s eyes too many times tonight. I wanted to watch the VMA’s so that I could hear a bit of newer music. See who is sounding good. Watch Taylor Swift’s new music video. We never watch TV so I thought, okay let’s go for it. Continue reading “My Response to the VMA’s”

What I’ve Learned From Animals {part 2}

(see previous post What I’ve Learned From Animals)

My Mom always thought I would end up as a marine biologist or a zoologist or really anything that started with nature and ended with a “gist”. She could still be right someday… after all, I have a lot of life left to live. Maybe I’ll be the first to discover a new species of beetle in Madagascar! Continue reading “What I’ve Learned From Animals {part 2}”

I Got a Feelin’…

Touch is powerful. When Joel and I held hands for the first time, it was electric. I don’t mean to sound dramatic here, but Joel had only hugged me or lightly put his arm around me for at least the first couple months of our relationship. So on a chilly night in early spring, fire crackling in front of us, Joel slipped his fingers through mine. Finger. By. Finger. The butterflies came up out of my tummy and into my throat. I’ve never seen Joel act in impulse. This wasn’t just hormonal or emotional, it was intentional. There was purpose behind it. He didn’t just have an urge to touch me and do it. He was saying I was important. Worth his time. He was saying he saw a future with me and was ready for whatever was next on our great adventure. He wasn’t acting on an in the moment “feeling…” Continue reading “I Got a Feelin’…”

What I’ve Learned From Animals

I grew up with a fascination for wildlife from as early as I can remember. I collected caterpillars, caught bumblebees, captured leopard frogs, toyed with toads, netted butterflies, inspected beetles and ladybugs, played with kittens, held baby bunnies, scouted for crayfish, swam for turtles, spotted birds (and their nests), picked up snakes, peddled grasshoppers (seriously, I sold them for 25c at a garage sale once. 50c for the red-winged ones), carried baby geese and ducks, petted dogs, horses, cows and cats. Continue reading “What I’ve Learned From Animals”

Old Friends & New Coffee Shops

Downtown Chattanooga has a TON of adorable coffee shops. There are hole-in-the-wall type cafes with local art on the walls. Some with outdoor patios, fancy flavors and succulents in the window sills. I’ve been to some pretty modern ones as well with metal furnishings and quiches that cost $20, but could fit in the palm of your hand. Continue reading “Old Friends & New Coffee Shops”

Large Talk | by Joel

When was the last time you had a conversation that mattered?

Hopefully the answer is a few hours ago or yesterday. However, if we sit and ponder, we may realize that 95% of our words and sentences are used to foster shallow relationships. Continue reading “Large Talk | by Joel”

Life in a Waiting Room

I don’t mind waiting rooms so much. Usually I have a book to read or can scroll through Instagram long enough to keep me occupied. But I never want to be in a waiting room.

Waiting rooms will guarantee one or more of the following unpleasant scenarios: Continue reading “Life in a Waiting Room”

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