What it means to keep living.

A pretty sign above my sunny kitchen window softly whispers, “Keep living.” Kelby laughed when he first saw it. He said it reminded him of placing a “Breathe” tattoo on your wrist (which, I personally love) — as if you’ll forget to do it without the regular reminder. Actually, it’s easy to forget. Keep living….

Dear daughters, the world needs love.

Dear daughters,We live in a cruel world. There are angry people. Lonely people. Sad people. People who want to destroy other people. And sometimes, they do, whether with words or weapons. So, what do we do? How can we help the world heal? Love is the answer. Love people – even the mean ones. Especially the mean…

Mindset and the many emotions of selling a home.

It’s only been two weeks on the market, and I’m tired of selling our house. Keeping a spotless home while working full time and caring for two littles is no small feat. (I mean seriously, who takes time to make all the beds every single morning? Not this gal.) And, to top it all off,…

Dear 17-year-old self.

Dear 17-year-old self, Believe me, I get it. The pressure is real. Anyone and everyone wants to know what your next move in life will be. What are your plans? Even the local newspaper is asking, ‘What are you going to do with your entire, precious, one-shot-at-this life?’ That’s the million dollar question. I clearly…

The music never ends.

Life is short. We say it often. The days, weeks and months fly by at breakneck speed. When we’re caught up chasing dreams and reaching for the next goal, and then another, and then another, pretty soon we’re looking back wondering where the years went. Life is short. How quickly we forget. The moments are here, and then…

Savoring the gifts of life and love.

Recently at work, I had the pleasure of hearing a dietitian explain how to truly savor chocolate. It sounds kind of silly at first, right? Like, find it cleverly hidden in the pantry, pop it in your mouth, and hide the evidence before your four-year-old hears the wrapper crinkle. (Just me?) But in order to…

The little things make all the difference.

So often in life we want a restart. A new direction. A new home. A complete overhaul. Brand new beginnings look deliciously shiny some days. Lately (and by lately I mean over a year), we’ve been looking at homes. We’re two quiet country kids at heart, and we dream of owning a few secluded acres overlooking the…

On being soft and tough, humble and confident.

Today, I did the unthinkable in corporate America. I cried… at work. [Insert facepalm.] It was a simple phone call that left me feeling attacked. I did just fine on the line, sucked up the strike, humbly apologized, gulped back my sensitivities, quietly ended the call. Annnd… cue the emotional waterfall. Guys, I’m not a regular closed-door crier….

Six things I’ve learned in eight months (with two kids).

Huh. It’s been half a year since I’ve last written. Tonight is a rarity. The four-year-old is at a basketball game with dad. The babe is asleep, the laundry abuzz, the Mumford aloud. Life is full speed, slightly chaotic and completely amazing. Adulting is simultaneously hard and beautiful. I’m young and I’m old. I’m on top…

What I’ve been doing instead of blogging.

Hello. I’m still here. Even though I’m off work for a few more weeks, my days have been full. Between baby snuggles and chasing a three-year-old, dishes and laundry are my top hobbies right now. Just kidding (kind of). In June, we welcomed sweet Scarlett Eisley into our family, making Annistyn a big sister and…