Kayak Lessons
Mocha and I like to walk out to the edge of the dock where my father-in-law keeps his boat on Lake Sammamish. There's a white picnic table where I can…
Mocha and I like to walk out to the edge of the dock where my father-in-law keeps his boat on Lake Sammamish. There's a white picnic table where I can…
All I wanted was a family photo of the four of us on the Seattle ferry. The last time we did this Mackenzie was in Scotland. It was dark and…
Sometimes our Daring Adventure rattles me more than I'd like to admit. Like at bedtime when I hug my teenager. I ask if he's ok. He tells me he just…
How does a family move a household from Marion, Iowa to only God knows where somewhere out west? Just typing that question makes my head hurt like one of those…
Matthew and I went for a drive down memory lane the other day, back to the neighborhood where my family lived three years before we met. I had just turned…
If you were to stumble upon my journals for the last ten years or so you would begin to recognize a common theme: I miss my family. You would find…
So where are you moving? This is a question we've been trying to answer for months. It doesn't matter who asks, the answer always sounds foolish coming out of our…
A few months ago Matthew asked if I really believed God would take care of us if he quit his job and stepped out in faith to move closer to…