40 Things I’ve Learned in 40 Years

      This time seven years ago, I wrote a post entitled 33 Things I've Learned in 33 Years. Today, I turned 40 and decided to update what I listed then (in purple) and add seven more life lessons (although I'm sure I could think of more)! Polka dots and hot pink make me smile. (and ruffled sleeves and ankle boots) There are few sounds that bring as much joy as a baby belly laughing. (especially when it's your grandbaby) Marriage is hard work, but oh so worth it. (and gets sweeter with time) There is a huge difference between a job, a career and a calling. (and the magic happens when you can combine all three) When people say “enjoy these moments because they grow up so fast” they are not exaggerating one bit.  Kids literally grow up in the … [Read more...]

33 Things I’ve Learned about Life

Today is my birthday {it is Elvis' birthday too, in case you care}. I have had a wonderful day full of love, laughs and family.   Feeling retrospective I decided to chronicle thirty three things I have learned about life {not in any particular order} Polka dots and hot pink make me smile. There are few sounds that bring as much joy as a baby belly laughing. Marriage is hard work, but oh so worth it. There is a huge difference between a job, a career and a calling. When people say "enjoy these moments because they grow up so fast" they are not exaggerating one bit.  Kids literally grow up in the blink of an eye. Having a near death experience will remove most fear from your life and replace it with a sense of urgency to live EVERY minute fully. Chocolate makes everything most … [Read more...]

Ready or not

Fourteen years ago today, my youngest son was born.  His birth was traumatic for my 18 year old self. My water broke in the car on the way to the hospital and he was born in the hallway as I was wheeled off the elevator to the labor and delivery floor. Matthew was coming, whether I was ready or not. {He had been trying to come since 26 weeks but praise God, we made it to 38!} At home was his sixteen month old brother and in Iowa was his four year old brother, waiting for us to come and rescue him. I was about to become a mama to three boys under the age of five, ready or not. Now, Matt is fourteen.  It is a privilege to watch him become a smart, inquisitive, witty, compassionate, unique, creative young man. Ready or not, my boy is growing up. Happy birthday, Matt!  I love being … [Read more...]

thirty two

Birthdays mean more when you come close to not having another. The shift in perspective from not wanting to get older to being excited that God has granted another year on this earth. It is life changing. Not everyone gets that.  And that is okay. But I get it. and so birthdays, like yesterday, full of friends and laughter and good food and thanksgiving and fun and not sweating the small stuff {like our van breaking down on the way to dinner} are the kind of birthdays I enjoy. New hair cuts and buttered popcorn at the movies and hugs from my usually hug stingy boys. A smile from my love that speaks the depths of his love for me. A hug from the girl that calls me Mom as she eats up the family time a birthday brings as if licking icing off her fingers. Thirty one was a good year: a … [Read more...]

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