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This year has started off with a bang for our family. In a 7 week time span, both of our dads have had major, life altering surgeries. It sort of feels like we are at the mercy of the ocean.   If you missed them, here are the stories: https://artistictherapy.net/blogs/news/my-daddy-almost-died-twice-this-week-instead-im-the-one-who-saw-jesus https://artistictherapy.net/blogs/news/to-the-man-who-will-give-my-husbands-daddy-his-lungs https://artistictherapy.net/blogs/news/the-call   With my dad, the wreck came up like a tsunami. Did not see it coming.  We went from planning Christmas with family, to brain surgery. BAM!  We are still hearing from every medical professional who saw him how miraculous it is that he lived. {praise You, Jesus!}....

I have once again been traumat-EYE-zed.  Yes.  I will add the original story at the bottom of this blog--just so you can laugh your face off today.  You're welcome...   This weekend, our family went for a glorious walk in the woods.  It stopped raining for a solid 30 minutes on a Saturday and we lived it up.  (I would insert an eye roll emoji here, but it's just too soon...)  One of the coolest things about having a golden retriever after a husky is that we can let him off leash and he doesn't run to Canada looking for...

Last night we started watching Hidden Figures with the kids. It wasn’t  intentionally to launch black history month. It just felt like the right time.   Yesterday, when I dropped Asher off at middle school, we saw a situation between a white boy and a black boy. It felt like it was escalating to a fight, but honestly at that age, it is hard to tell if it’s besties being rowdy or anger, unless you’re close enough to hear the words. As I drove away, I saw it. The white kid was following behind the black kid just yelling. I...

  This weekend, the plan was to rearrange our bedroom.  Friday, I accidentally went to Home Depot, bought some paint, and repainted the kitchen--surprising Brad when he came home from work.  Like..surprise!  you married an idiot!  For the next several days, our house was a complete disaster.  No room--honestly not many spaces were unaffected.  He married a creative, he knew what he was getting-ish. I literally didn't have a plan.  I just had a whim, and went for it.  As we lived around my great ideas for several days, we hashed out different ways we could shake things up and...

“We cannot keep going at this pace.”we have said this statement a bunch of times, but this week we actually decided to do something about it     Anyone else?  Since I relaunched Artistic Therapy and the Lord has pushed me to take my writing farther and my art more seriously, we haven’t changed anything. We’ve only piled higher. And we’re drowning in it.   A few months ago I started saying I needed to just get a cabin in the woods and leave everything for a couple of days to write. Untangle things. Make plans instead of going wherever...