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December 7, 2015
I went out on the deep sea with Levi for the first time in September. There is something about laying your head next to the clanging bustle of the port and waking up when it is still dark to head out to the last frontier. The early morning excitement of the many fisherman scrambling for a spot at the bait dock is contagious. And there is nothing like running out to sea in the misty darkness filled with the boat lights and sounds. We sailed right into beautiful morning out there.
50+ miles out to sea.
Somewhere near the Astoria Canyon.
We laid our heads at Salt Hotel.
We pulled in over 30 albacore tuna.
We found ourselves in the middle of a haunting pod of whales.
It was amazing.
October 13, 2015
We started something on Wednesdays that we call song day. The other week Me and Jace grabbed our cameras, Wyatt grabbed the drone and we crammed in the old beater truck with the dogs, kids and singers and made our way to Dove Hollow. This is the result.
September 21, 2015
September 15, 2015
My mom and I helped my sis design her wedding dress and eb put it together. What do you think? Should we design a wedding gown collection?Pin It
September 9, 2015
August 24, 2015
My baby sister got married at Windy Ridge this weekend! Here are a few minutes from rehearsal night.Pin It
August 18, 2015
I have read and heard many times that with addiction relapse is part of recovery. This has proven to be true.
Please don’t be discouraged. (You hear that, self?)
Sometimes we fall, but the important thing is brushing ourselves off, getting back up and moving forward. I find that even though sober living can be a rocky path my boy is getting better at brushing himself off and moving forward. He is getting better at finding the right footholds and climbing toward the light.
After a brief hospital stay, our son is living at Windy Ridge awhile for some extra support. This weekend we hiked the lava caves of Mt. St. Helens. As we wandered through the woods without a map my little Violet kept asking me, “mom, are we lost” and each time I would say “there is no such thing as lost when you have Jesus” and she would say “mooooooom!” and giggle.
But it is true. The truest truth there is.