DIY projects · Life

DIY Diffuser Bracelet

Heyyyyy there!! Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve done a DIY on here. It’s funny to think back to when this was mostly DIY blog. Feels like a lifetime ago. But I’m aching to have this creative outlet again. So here we are!So let’s make some (suuuuper easy) awesome bracelets. First, what’s the heck… Continue reading DIY Diffuser Bracelet

Life

I want to see you rightly, Jesus.

“You’re never gunna let, never gunna let me down.” (Repeat 10,000x) My kids LOVE this song. Sing and scream that line on repeat. Truth be told I hated that line specifically. The one they loved, I hated. I couldn’t even sing it most of the time. I didn’t believe it. I believed God let us… Continue reading I want to see you rightly, Jesus.

Life

At the table of brokenness by Ted

Ted recently shared publicly what has been going on within him. I personally hadn’t felt I should share details unless he wanted to himself. And I was shocked when he shared publicly but felt it was so profound in his journey too. Letting people in. Please read. At the table of brokenness By Ted. Opening… Continue reading At the table of brokenness by Ted

Life · loss and heartache · mommahood

“So I let go and in this moment I can breathe.”

“It is the calm waterIn the middle of an anxious sea.Where heavy clouds part and the sunrise starts. A fire in the deepest part of me. {So I let go and in this moment, I can breathe.}”  – lyrics from Joy by Sleeping At Last I’ve felt a heaviness (not just physically 😉) lately. One… Continue reading “So I let go and in this moment I can breathe.”

Life

“…but the years are short.” 

Most of our neighbors are elderly. And whenever I spend time with them I walk away reminded to cherish this season of life I’m in.  When they share their lives and stories with me, they never share about how perfect they were.  They don’t share about how impeccable their lawns were (currently my lawn is… Continue reading “…but the years are short.” 

Jami Joann · Life · mommahood

Finding A Rhythm  

Yesterday by 7PM I realized, besides feeding him, I hadn’t actually held Atlas. I hadn’t soaked in his newborn squishy, soft sweetness. It wasn’t intentional, of course, but it broke my heart a little.  And then Ted captured this sweet moment where our Wonder-boy was wide awake and staring up at me. We both just… Continue reading Finding A Rhythm