Leanne Hintz
Yesterday, we laid my maternal grandmother to rest ... a simple ceremony back in her (and my mom's) hometown. The weather was ominous, as is so typical for a funeral it seems. Cool temperatures, cloudy skies, and even pelting rain and snow marked the day. As we gathered around my grandmother's headstone where her ashes… Continue reading Laid to Rest
Do you wish people a happy birthday on Facebook? I don’t. And here’s the (kind of pathetic) reason why ... If I can’t say happy birthday to EVERY SINGLE PERSON on the day of their birthday in person or via text message or phone call, I just don’t say happy birthday at all. For those… Continue reading Happy Birthday Wishes
After listening to this ridiculously amazing podcast in which Greg McKeown is interviewed by Allie Casazza, I just have to share ONE thing VERY IMPORTANT thing that I learned. McKeown’s book Essentialism is subtitled “The disciplined pursuit of less.” Of course, if you haven’t noticed already, I’m a touch obsessed with “less” and in more… Continue reading Essentials
Today, I thought I would take a few minutes to share some of the books I’ve been working my way through in recent times. I apologize in advance if “self-help” and personal development aren’t of interest to you, since the majority of these books fall under that category … I LOVE learning about new ways… Continue reading What I’m Reading (and Listening To) These Days
On this weekend, one year ago, we had been in our new home for about two weeks, harvest was complete, and our final baby was ready to come home from the NICU. I’m sure it is unnecessary for me to marvel quite so much at the absolute wonder of a child’s development in his or… Continue reading Cambri
With a new month upon us, I can't help but reflect on some important changes that have been made in my life and in our home in this last month. While I've been working hard on adopting some better habits (see my recent post), I've also been investing some significant effort into being a better… Continue reading Intentional Living
Last night, I mourned. I stepped away from my children for a few minutes and just cried. The apparent breaking point for me was the struggle I was having getting my one-year-old’s Minion pajamas on following her bath. She was having none of it, writhing in my arms as I wrestled first one leg, then… Continue reading I Mourned
