If I’m being all hipster over here, I’d like to point out that I heard of “hygge” a long time ago, pinning it to one of my Pinterest boards without too much thought. But then, this past weekend as I sat in an airport waiting, scrolling through Pinterest, it seemed like hygge was everywhere. It’s… Continue reading Discovering I’m a Hygge Girl
The year is quietly melting away. Folding itself up to be tucked into the past. Slipping into the treasure trove of our memories. I love the turning of the calendar – an opportunity to begin anew, a hopeful anticipation of what’s to come, a fresh setting of goals and dreams. But I also love the… Continue reading A Celebration of 2017
In a week, I turn 30 years old. It sounds strange even to me – the one who has felt “eternally in her mid-twenties” for so long. And yet, like the milestones of my past, I feel ready for the new chapter about to unfold – and excited for all that God will bring my… Continue reading The Thirty Manifesto {Purposeful Dreaming for the Best Decade Yet}
In twelve short days, my 20s will be a thing of the past. I will officially have lived for three decades. And as I approach this milestone of being granted the gift of 30 years, I have to stop and take a look at what has happened in my life over the last ten years.… Continue reading Saying Good-Bye to My Twenties
A few weeks ago, I was driving home from McTeacher Night, and realized – I’ve been driving these same streets for the past 15 years. For the first 15 years of my life, I lived in four different cities/towns and seven different houses/apartments. But now, I can say that I’ve lived half of my life… Continue reading This is My Community + These Are My People
I didn’t ask for the story of a blue-eyed, brown-haired girl of shorter stature … but it was the one given to me. I didn’t ask to grow up in a poor pastor’s family, with loving & faithful parents, the youngest of six girls and a baby brother – but they were the characters I… Continue reading What Story is Mine to Tell
I felt old the other night. I hate feeling old. For so long, I’ve just felt eternally in my mid-twenties, but that era is quickly coming to an end. I think the realization began a few weeks ago. I was studying at Vessel, and I overheard a conversation of two college-aged girls behind me (let’s… Continue reading When the Rose Colored Glasses Came Off
