MENU

Category Archives: Our Story

The Moment that Changed Everything

For a long time, I had convinced myself I had nothing to say. Rather, I had a lot to say, but it made my brain hurt a little bit trying to connect it all. And if I couldn’t fully understand it, how could I articulate it in a way that anybody else would? I had...

Add a comment...

Your email is never published or shared. Required fields are marked *

And Then We Were Five

All was quiet in early September 2010. The 30-year-old me, who had recently discovered her first grey hairs in the mirror, flipped through the last pages in a book on insecurity. We were four years into our wait, and I was thinking about my biggest fear right then. Missing the window. Waiting too long.Being an...

Add a comment...

Your email is never published or shared. Required fields are marked *

Johnson Family, Party of Four

Our entire house was entirely packed up the week before boarding a one-way flight to Maui. Ten years of life and marriage and memories were neatly sorted and labeled and boxed away in a single twenty-foot storage unit. I managed to find a moment alone on that last day, just before we left our high-desert...

Add a comment...

Your email is never published or shared. Required fields are marked *

Trading Palms for Pines, Part Three: A Healing Conversation

It’s impossible to articulate the kind of mind-wrestling that has taken place these last six weeks. The constant back-and-forth and checking in and “do we? Don’t we?” questioning and pros and cons lists. When it came down to it, we had two choices: we could believe God to make a way where there was no...

Add a comment...

Your email is never published or shared. Required fields are marked *

Trading Palms for Pines, Part Two: The Midnight Musings

Last night was restless. Our babe was in bed with us by 10, restlessly whimpering every ten minutes from an unknown sleep-interrupter. My legs were pregnancy-restless. And my mind was moving-restless. Or maybe it was analytical-restless, taking all these mixed emotions and turning them upside down and sideways, trying to find a way to compartmentalize...

Add a comment...

Your email is never published or shared. Required fields are marked *