All in journal

this week

and somehow it is already february, which feels surreal. in so many ways i feel like it was christmas yesterday, meanwhile i’m counting down the days to warmer weather and baby boy’s arrival.

end of summer

we’ve had the best summer, visiting families, taking vacation time, and showing off as much as summer has to offer to our girls. from bethany beach, to lake placid, and back to the beach, we’ve run the gamut of finding any water to cool off and splash in, any quiet space away from the sticky, humidity that is maryland, and for maya to try any and every summer fruit she could get her hands on.

loss and love

I consider myself incredibly fortunate in my life; one filled with a loving and whole family, friends that I’d walk through fire for, a husband who shares my dreams, and a sweet baby and puppy who remind me to keep building that life. I’ve also learned that fortune of that nature comes with an immense amount of respect for not only the peaks in life, but also the valleys.

cracking open

Ultimately, vulnerability is grace. It’s letting yourself crack wide open, and doing the same for others. Quietly showing up, with love and support; you feel the good and the bad and find moments for growth, while finding beauty and grace to see the world through that lens.