I may have claimed this before, but this time I promise it is true: I have never been so happy to see a season end. My life has changed dramatically over the winter months and in March, as the season changed, I felt like I had just finished running a marathon.
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Sweet sixteen
My stepdaughter turns 16 tomorrow, and our family surprised her by dressing up as ourselves at 16 for her birthday party over the weekend. It brought back waves of nostalgia….
2022 in 12 photos
Oooh, this year was a doozy. I started 2022 assuming it would be the very best year to date. I was planning a fun winter escape to Florida for Brandon’s…
Farewell, Fall 2022
It’s funny that fall ends so close to the end of the year. For me, seasons follow events—not dates. As soon as Thanksgiving is over, it’s winter! As soon as…
Farewell, Summer 2022
My summer season was difficult, and the entire second half of 2022 has been a blur. That’s likely why it’s Christmas Eve and I’m just now sitting down to recount…
Farewell, Spring 2022
This spring was one for the books, and I’m not sure another will ever top it. Brandon and I celebrated our tenth wedding anniversary, we finished visiting all 50 states,…