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    life: [noun] the period between birth and death of a person. that's what's going on over here. the everything in between. the breaths that are exclusively mine, the experiences only i can carry out, and the moments that were specifically created for me. this is my story.

Category Archives: FROM THE GIRL

a summer welcome.

“Summer was our best season: it was sleeping on the back screened porch in cots, or trying to sleep in the treehouse; summer was everything good to eat; it was a thousand colors in a parched

El-Kan | God creates

This part of my world [writing] has been kept more to the pages of my journal lately.  I haven’t wanted to openly/publicly express anything mainly because by talking about it … it

au revoir twenty sixteen … bonjour twenty seventeen.

Memories squeezed in small pictures.  Moments captured on film.  Time captured in our head space to reminisce.  There’s something so wonderful about embarking on a new year with fresh vision

a little morning muse.

I almost didn’t know what to do with myself.  Israel went down for a nap, and the older two got (extremely) bundled up to go out in the frigid temperatures.  The house got quiet.  It was that

handiwork.

“…Make it your goal to live a quiet life, minding your own business and working with your hands…” – 1 Thes.4:11 The work we can do with our hands, in one single day,

control.

Because of thunderstorms/showers, the light was so low yesterday afternoon and for the first time, it felt super cozy and homey in this new house.  We’ve still got a LOT of personalizing to do

home.

Anybody that has moved before, I’m sure has uttered these very same words, “I am never moving again!”.  As I speak those words, I truly hope that is the case for us.  The property

look for the light.

“You’re a fountain of cascading light, and you open our eyes to light.” – Psalm 36:9 It was during our swine flue battle(!) the other month that we were on a serious Netflix

what is perfect.

We’ve been getting our house ready to sell this week(!) as there is a possibility of purchasing a property out of town.  Even as I typed that last sentence, I was totally pinching myself!

hello … it’s me.

Let me just start by saying, I love this song.  And seriously, hello and how are you?? Since the start of this year, it’s been a bit of struggle to get into our new groove, but that

today.

It’s five years today, babe.  Five years of being the woman by your side.  Five years that I’ve been protected, unconditionally loved, helped, encouraged, supported, spoiled, spurred on

this tuesday / 09

It’s really quite humorous how silly days can get away on you.  If I had a deadline to meet today, it just wouldn’t have happened.  It took us til nearly 11:3o this morning to get

little things like red nails.

Like I mentioned back here, I’ve been holding onto the reins of “girly” things that I do even tighter now that our house is full of men/men in training.  Once Friday night hits, I

a dash.

Fifteen minutes. Can I write something, in fifteen minutes?  I ask myself before sitting down to write this.  Any alone time these days has to be utilized for showering/bathing and using the

interrupting this silence …

Hello, friends! It’s been quiet over here for a this past bit, and no (sad face) that does not mean I’ve had the baby yet!  We are 38 weeks along – literally, nearing the end and

sleep schedule.

I remember at this stage of the pregnancy with Hunter, I was in need of some type of bed-time routine.  I’d take a 10-20 min. shower – in the complete dark.  And then, I’d lay on

asking to receive.

Just over a month ago, in peony season here, I was gushing over my neighbour’s peony bushes every time I was outside, driving up to the house, thinking about peonies – you catch my drift.

just a quick thought.

it’s a rare thing for hunter to fall asleep on me … it made this day all the more perfect. You’re a good, good father It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who

be still.

Yesterday marked four weeks since I’ve gotten sick within this pregnancy … Woohoo!!  I am beyond excited that 1. it’s ended much earlier than the other 2 pregnancies and 2.

refreshed.

It’s been cool lately to realize how much in my life that is under  r e f r e s h m e n t .  We often can get ourselves in to “rut” thinking … feeling no way out of where we

hello, pleasant week.

I know it’s Tuesday, but I still wanted to add a “hello week” for this week.  Like I’ve mentioned before, actually thinking methodically about my weeks and sharing them here

growing, gaining.

I’ve said it before and I’m sure I’ll say it again … this life is about learning. Learning balance.  Learning to love.  Learning to grow.  Learning to change … As much

thoughts. things.

Goodness. Since I started blogging, I don’t think I have ever had a quiet spell this long between posts.  Lately it’s been a learning/growing/patience building spell(!) and quite

over here.

Happy week, friends!  It’s been a bit of a crazy few weeks over here – for more ways than one.  Not only is my role within our business busy lately…  we are expecting another

today.

Today marks the day of our wedding anniversary.  Today is a day that we began our husband-wife adventures on.  Today … a day I could not be more grateful for. He provides for me and our little

build up the right things.

The wise woman builds her house, But with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down.  Proverbs 14:1 It’s so easy to “keep going” with life’s busy-ness and not take the

simply put.

Life can get so incredibly busy sometimes (like with me lately and our company books!).  And really, it doesn’t matter what you are doing, time never will stop and life will always feel busy

friday introductions [on a sunday].

I wasn’t going to do a friday introduction this week, but then I thought the question asked this week was a good thing to think through.  And yes, it’s supposed to be a friday post, but

well, hello december.

It’s only December 4, and we already are shoulder-deep in Christmas season busy-ness!  I was writing out our monthly calendar, realizing that the few weekends that are in December are

joy in EVERY moment.

It’s around 6:05am, my husbands alarm song goes off.  Since this the third time he’s pressed the snooze button, he declares that he is sleeping in a bit this morning. Glory be

frame of mind.

“We can complain because rose bushes have thorns, or rejoice because thorn bushes have roses.”  Abraham Lincoln Perspective is a huge element of literally, every aspect in our

creating time.

Lately, I have had no more time to squeeze.  It seems from the minute I wake up, to when I crash for bed(!) every moment is taken with something.  For a gal who loves to be in control of

i get to choose.

Life. A simple, four letter word with so much weight, meaning, and expanse to it.  It means the opposite of death.  The distinguisher between something dead or alive.  An adjective

none but jesus.

In the quiet, in the stillness I know that you are GodIn the secret of your presence I know there I am restoredWhen you call I won’t refuseEach new day, again I’ll chooseThere

basic.

We were driving up to one beautiful campsite the other year, and the drive was equally as gorgeous.  Mountains on either side of us, trees, trees, trees everywhere.  The skies were just

names & and a giveaway. [closed]

There is something about simple art that I just love.  The rawest, shortest, minimalist amount of something can be so full. interesting. captivating.  Writing out a name being an