There are several things I love about the Christmas season, but my top three favorite things are Christmas cards, making homemade cinnamon rolls on Christmas Eve, and looking at Christmas lights. Well, my favorite thing is that God, in His infinite wisdom and great love for us, sent His one and only Son in the form of a baby to rescue us and bring us back to Him. But after that, it’s cards, cinnamon rolls, and lights.
I have officially been in Idaho for one year, or in the words of Rent, “Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes.” And those 525,600 minutes have been very different from any I’ve experienced in the past – new home, new state, new jobs (or giving up a job in my case), and a new addition to the family. God has used this year to humble me, stretch me, and mold me. I also have a feeling this is just the beginning.
I’m not really into Halloween and the idea of investing a lot of money into something that will be worn once makes me cringe. But when I told Luke I wasn’t going to dress Olivia up he looked at my like I’d just confessed to murder. Continue reading “Halloween 2017: The Force Awakens “
Did you know only 5% of babies are born on their due date? Olivia is part of that exclusive club. On January 14, 2017, Olivia Keala Tucker made her appearance into this world at exactly 40 weeks. Today marks 40 weeks from that day; she’s now been out of my belly as long as she was in it! Continue reading “40 Weeks Out!”
There are several bible studies I have done multiple times and would highly recommend to any woman. Lies Women Believe is one; Calm My Anxious Heart is another. I am currently going through the latter again for the third time and let me just tell you, I can’t seem to go more than a few pages without bursting into tears! It’s like the book was written specifically for me in this exact season of life.
Years ago I was in a musical and for some reason I can no longer remember one of the girls stomped off the stage during a rehearsal. “I think I need a break,” she huffed. I can’t recall if she ever returned to the show but the phrase has stuck amongst my theatre family as a lasting inside joke. Well today, I think I need a break, a break from Facebook. For a long time I refused to have the app on my phone but I added it back on about nine months ago when I wanted to take advantage of Facebook Marketplace (oh you sneaky little…). I realized last night that I have a problem. I am on Facebook way too much! I feel overwhelmed by everything I see – the anger, the hurt, the drama. I want to put my phone down and play with my daughter. I want to get my news from somewhere other than an article everyone in my feed is sharing from a different perspective. And while I didn’t do a time inventory, I am sure I spend exponentially more time there than I do in my bible. It’s time for a change.
I was trolling through Facebook today when I came across this post:
The butterflies in my stomach have lost their wings.
Of course this could mean many things, but one tends to assume it has something to do with love, or a lack thereof. As I continued to scroll mindlessly through my friends’ posts my thoughts wandered to the man sitting next to me in the car. I suddenly realized the butterflies in my stomach have been on break for quite some time. My husband no longer gives me butterflies. Continue reading “My Husband No Longer Gives Me Butterflies”