This year for the Advent season we’re doing a few different things. Our church blessed us with a copy of this Advent devotional, The Christmas Code, and we’re going through

Ever since I was little I wanted a sibling. Specifically, I wanted a little sister. I wanted someone to play with, to talk to, to braid hair with, and someone

Bullies. Trolls. Meanies. Uneducated. I don’t know what words I can use without sounding harsh so I’m going to choose to move past what’s a first thought when I think

Oh. My. Heart. I love them. This is still one of my favorite photo sessions. ❤️   I can barely remember when Posie was so blonde! This picture: my no

Misophonia is such a strange word. Might even sound harmless. The truth is, for some people, it can change lives and maybe even relentlessly torture them. The change can be

  I may not be the greatest mom but I am the worlds “okayest” mom. For the love. So my daughters appointment at the orthopedic doctor yesterday went well, he

Introducing…Me! I am Heather’s daughter, Zoey. I am currently 12 years old, and I love barn owls! This is my very first blog, and for this one I just want

For Real Friday I decided today would be my last blog post. It’s been a stupid-long last month. So much going on. Tuesday night I was sitting on the edge

Moo’ Over Grief: I’ve Got Jesus … that blog title wasn’t difficult to come to once I saw the picture… and if you knew the sweet boy that I was

Something I remind my oldest daughter, when her sweet-no-limit-soldier-sister tugs at her last little bit of patience, is “Teach me, don’t tell me.” Teach. That’s a word I like. I’m