I'm a domestic goddess. Not a diva. Teacher of school and life lessons. Master chef. Unpaid chauffeur. Mender of (non-bloody) boo-boos. Imperfect. Flawed. Ordinary. In love with my Savior, the man i married, and the life i live...in that order.
I had a plan. There was a time in my life that I was certain I knew what I wanted to do and what I was created to be. When I was a little girl I dreamed of being a teacher. I came home every day & played school and taught my dolls, stuffed animals, … More The Best Laid Plans
This post is part of an online community. A prompt is given every Friday and we are encouraged to just free-write for 5 minutes and post it to our blogs without over-thinking or editing. If you’d like to participate, you can get more info and link-up on this site. Celebrate. This is something I don’t do … More Celebrate: Five-Minute Friday
Change is hard. Change is scary. And the older I get change feels less like an adventure and more like a chore. Ironically, change is also the cornerstone of this crazy, military life we’ve been living for the past 18 years. Not all change is hard and scary though. My Pinterest boards are proof of … More On Change.
I woke up this morning feeling conflicted. Since the sun is shining, my kids are outside playing, and the house is relatively quiet I thought this would be the perfect opportunity to attempt a therapeutic blog post. Today is no ordinary day in the Crabb Shack. It’s kind of monumental, actually. It’s our oldest son’s … More My Thoughts About 13
Thanks be to Ann Voskamp for capturing my heart today. I confess I’m not always very good at this, but I’m really trying. I have been trying for quite some time now. The fact is that when Jesus knit me together in my mother’s womb, He forgot to super glue my lips shut. Oops! I’m … More Conflict Resolutions
Every time i sit down to type, my mind goes blank & i stare at the cursor & watch it blink like a beacon on this blank white rectangle-page. Its been nearly a month and I’m still not sure I possess adjectives to do these big, important feelings justice. 21 men. 21 men that had … More
Buried in a storage bin somewhere in one of our closets is a box filled with letters. Letters full of encouraging words and Bible verses. Letters full of mundane day-to-day details about the life of a college student engrossed in her studies, her jobs, & her sport. Letters full of “i miss yous” and “i … More MAJOR changes…
No single person that i have ever met loves their birthday more than my mom. She counts down days (& sometimes months) until her special day arrives. She’s giddy when my kids call to sing her “Happy Birthday.” She loves getting presents and cards and candles on cakes and if you throw her a party … More For My Mom
‘Tis the season, folks. You know…that time of year when we all promise stuff we are going to do more or better or less or not at all. It’s no secret that i think my kids are pretty much the most amazing little human beings God ever put on this Earth, but my 8 year … More Resolutions
I don’t have a lot of words tonight. My heart is sick & my stomach is in knots. Seeing our Country at such a low is unbearable. I can’t check the news any longer. I cannot make sense of such utter nonsense. This is what we need people. Black men & women. White men & … More Stop it. Do Something Better.
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