This is the summer I am a preschool teacher and a fiancé.
Where emotions are raw and the morning are early.
It is a summer of child-like wonder and being a grown-up.
The jumps are high, and the falls hard.
It’s a summer of blue bruises and raised welts,
But our hands get stronger every day.
This is a summer of big girl choices and not being afraid,
Of commitments that make me more free.
These are the years between the monkey bars and marriage.
It’s lovely here.
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Welcome! I'm a wife, mama-to-be, foster mom, fourth year music teacher, and Jesus follower, and am chronically curious about just about everything. Join me as I explore the calling God has for my family's story.
"I am the Vine, you are the Branches. If you abide in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing."