My thin place. My sacred place. The place that has seen the most tears. Held the most heavy conversations. Heard the deepest cries from a scared, tired, worried, grieving, pain-filled, angry, hopeless, Sara as she petitioned the Gates of Heaven. Listened to the whispers of the words I’m pregnant after years and years. Held space…

This weekend was full of my best friends and it made my heart so happy. My best friend who makes me feel like I’m 47 but also 22 turned 24 on Saturday so we made a road trip down to the coast of Georgia and picked up our 3 hour away bestie to spend 24…

Last night as we were in the middle of cleaning up dinner I stopped everything and asked the family if they wanted to go get ice cream. As you can imagine, we were met with resounding squeals and enthusiasm. Our current chapter of life has us turning pages hesitantly, unsure what will be written, however…