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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: LIFESONGS

bitter…sweet.

Seriously, I am so in love. These boys rule my life.  My energy, thoughts, emotions, and actions are all put into their very livelihoods, and I love it.  Every squeal, giggle, coo …

spend time with me.

WHAT WILL YOU DISCOVER?  LOOK DEEPER.  ONE ON ONE. Have you ever felt like the very thing you are supposed to be doing (yet you’re ignoring), seems to jump out at you, subtly or

documenting.

when two brothers met. from Sarah Nadine Arsenault on Vimeo. One of my goals this year is to get on my documenting game.  I love to take pictures, but don’t get to the point where I

overheard / 2

Me:  “Judah, say ‘excuse me’ before you leave the table.” Judah: (every time without fail) “Fi-fi.” pic pix: one time, during dinner before Hunter was born,

a redo.

redo: [v] riːˈdu – do (something) again or differently.Tonight was supposed to be different.  I had plans with a friend that fell through and was feeling pretty bummed that

language of color.

I’ve always been drawn to color and know that it’s always made things make sense for me.  Right down to making sure the different shades of green on my socks and on my shirt

two months …

My last post about Hunter wasn’t exactly his “one month” post, but I thought it passed anyways(!).  Here’s the 2 month update on our little guy …  I’ve

what do i know.

NEVER BE AFRAID T O  T R U S T  A N UNKNOWN F U T U R E T   O    A K N O W N  G O D c o r r i e  t e n  b o o m unknown: | ,ən’nōn | (adjective) not known or familiar Even when we think our

embrace it.

There’s a lot to be said about going through the process of change when a newborn enters your world.  So much, that I can’t even remember it all (and I just had this little fella 8 weeks

overheard / 1

More often than not, my day carries a conversation that gets me laughing or keeps me laughing.  Some of them, I might never repeat ever again in my life (to save embarrassment), but most of them,

happy christmas.

Merry Christmas friends! It really is the most wonderful time of the year!  Being with friends and family, carrying out new and old traditions, eating some oh-so-delicious food – that is

hunter elias.

So friends, as you probably have guessed (and anticipated!), my lengthy blogging break has been due to my son being born!  Alllow me to introduce you to our sweet baby boy, Hunter Elias. He was born

everything i have. everything i am.

The other day, some sweet friends asked if they could come by to ‘pamper’ me.  While the lot of our children played, I got the royal treatment!  Breakfast (sweet & savory

life.

Life…is good. Life is busy.  Life gets hectic (when you allow it).  Life seem to go way too quickly.  Life is so full of beautiful things. It’s been another season of movement and change

lately.

As mentioned previously, I’ve been working on our company books as of late to get caught up before baby no.2 arrives.  It’s been a little time consuming, but I am almost there!

reading list.

As goes my 4 month planning schedule, September is the last third of this year’s cycle (Jan-Apr; May-Aug; Sep-Dec).  Over the past few days, I’ve been compiling things I want to

a summer night.

All’s pretty quiet tonight.  The evening light is absolutely gorgeous in my ‘lived in’ living room … and these homemade plum galettes are to die for. We’re

day on the boat.

We were literally on the boat for hours … though it felt like only maybe one hour or two.  I’m relating it to kind of like how this summer has felt – moving way too quickly.  Maybe

sweet thought.

We’ve been battling these colds/eye infections here all week, and have not been ourselves.  My poor little buddy is cuddling all the time – which does some therapy for both of us,

think. less.

I’ve been reading about different women in the Bible lately, and have noticed an “interesting” commonality…they weren’t perfect. Yes, you read that right, not perfect.

my portion.

Why should I feel discouraged? Why should the shadows come?Why should my heart be lonely.And long for heaven and home.When Jesus is my portion…My constant friend is He.His eye is on the

happy weekend.

“Life is either a great adventure or nothing.”  Helen Keller. pic pix: pics from last year’s camping – Juju’s grown so much!, K-Country campsite, Jul, 2

keeping it real.

There’s something about this day of technology that is so enticing, convenient, energizing.  It’s a way to stay connected, learn new things, hone skills and ideas.  But there is also a

quiet night.

Matt was out tonight helping with flood cleanup in High River, so things over here seemed pretty low-key…very untypical of our evenings lately.  Whether it’s commitments,

howdy from cowtown.

With the recent tragedy of the flood hitting my home town (and surrounding areas), I’ve been a bit caught up in finding ways to help/be a part.  Our direct community was not hit with the

happy 1st birthday.

  Wow … a year already under this sweet little man’s belt!  I can barely believe it as I type it – my baby is no longer in the how-may-months-is-he stage.  As much as

planting.

We went and visited Matt’s aunt today.  Between her, the goat, the few chickens, and her massive garden, Judah stayed entertained!  She let me plant a few rows of veggies, so

judah’s 1st b-day party.

Last week was one of the busiest weeks that I’ve lived in a very long time – hence the blogging interruption.  A course (Thursday & Friday-pms and Saturday-all day), other week-night

feeling sentimental.

Maybe it’s because his first birthday is coming up, but for some reason I’ve been so sentimental when it comes to this sweet boy lately. As said by the most biased mama around, he has

replenished.

We all go through spells.  Times of vibrancy, seasons of dullness.  Moments we find it easy to rejoice in the good things, moments we find doing that so hard.  With all of our changes

ten & eleven months …

I’m finally getting to posting this!  Because these past two months have been pretty fast paced, I figured I’d just join them into a big post.  As of yesterday, Juju’s

something about rainy days.

Not sure about you, but after some warm days with sunshine, I find a rainy day so cozy.  As long as it’s not snow in May (which yes, happens up here sometimes), the crisp bit of

life as a train.

Imagine. A train moving quickly in an open desert.  You’re riding horseback (or whatever vehicle you dream about!) alongside it, trying to catch up.  This train is your life.  You feel like

thoughts. things.

Mothers Day It’s not every weekend that we get to pamper our Mom and Gramma a little (or them let us do the pampering!).  On Saturday, my sis and I set up my Gramma’s sunroom for

thinking about …

“We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private; and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.”  ~ C.S. Lewis The Weight of Glory It’s

the mexican getaway.

“It’s always refreshing to step into another time…” ~Diane Lane Hola!  As you can see, our week away was full of laughs, family visiting, beach time, pool-side