Life is hard sometimes.

Experience tells me that if you’ve made your way here, it’s because you’re seeking peace, grace, hope, wisdom, and/or encouragement.

You’re in the right place.

If you were to walk into my actual, physical home right now, you’d probably find me in a pair of leggings and a flannel, with my hair in a messy bun.  There’d be coffee in the coffee pot–it might be cold, but we could warm it up, and I’d offer you a cup.  Or some tea.  Or hot chocolate.  If those aren’t strong enough, I could pour you a glass of wine because, hey, I ain’t judging!  We’d pull out all the snacks and cookies from my pantry, rob the candy drawer, and sit down in the living room in front of the fire so we could talk like old friends.  I would listen when you needed, share my own roller coaster of experiences if you wanted, and ultimately probably end up in tears of laughter and of grief.

This might not be my actual home, but, in a way, it is a home.  My hope is that while you’re here, I can treat you just like I would if you walked in my front door.  Please, make yourself at home; take all the time you need to breathe, cry, and laugh. 

 Most importantly, though, I hope you find space here where you can be yourself, where you see the authenticity in my stories and feel compelled to share authenticity in your own stories.  

I hope you recognize the need for grace and offer yourself grace today.

Then, I pray after you rest in God’s grace for you and your grace for yourself, you begin to hold on to the hope that is tomorrow. 

Until Next Time,

Kristen