Did I just say that?
It felt so empowering to hear it leave my lips.
Even better, I meant it.
Journal Entry, February 2016
The water is hot enough for my toes to curl, as I slowly lower myself into the tub. The smell of eucalyptus and the staleness of Epsom salt burns through my nose.
Mom, It's Her
Our quaint rental house sat on a half-acre lot at the end of a secluded back road in Spanish Fork, UT. My oldest son, JD, was nearly 4 years old, and Evie, my daughter, was 3 months old.
Don't Create Limitations
One year ago today I suffered a severe concussion. Ironically enough I posted this picture one day before my accident, with this caption below it.
Let's Be Patient
When I looked at him and said, "it's been a difficult year, let's be patient with ourselves." He teared up.