Maybe it’s because we haven’t done anything like that in the 2.75 years of our marriage. Packing two small bags, jumping on a jet plane, and letting the wind guide our days away – without a schedule, checklist, or diaper in sight. Maybe it’s because we talked about doing this…
View PostHe came home from work with a grocery sack in hand – tucked behind his back. “No peeking,” he told me. “I won’t!” Then I tried to peek. My sweet sister valentine’d us a box of granola, and I made up for my poor, peeking behavior (which was fruitless) by…
View PostOlivia is napping now. I should be revolutionizing my bedroom’s organization, but instead I’m sitting here and writing. I would rather write right now than clean. My head is swimming with thoughts, and I’m not sure where to start. I need to punch some of these musings out, though, in…
View PostPhoto: from a date last week. Sometimes the best you can get is a little blurry and you love it nonetheless. November reminds me of Ryan. Thanksgiving holiday, 2008, he returned to St. George from BYU, an exhausted and excited freshman. He was home! It had been one month since seeing…
View PostI stood there with the dinner dishes. He stepped outside to sweep up. My heart dropped as I looked up at him, my partner in it all. Working together to keep house, pay bills, and love the babe – it’s a dream. A beautiful, unreal (but oh so real!!), delightful…
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