I'm a mom. I think the boy in this picture is one of the most handsome boys on this planet. I'm a sister. Sometimes I'm not very good at it. I'm a wife. Sometimes I'm not very good at that either. And under everything, I'm just a girl. I want to be liked, appreciated, accepted for who I am warts and all. (and yes, I do have warts)
At times I feel so awkward. And weird (my husband will tell you I'm definitely weird). But, I feel compelled to carry on.
To push myself through this strange phase of exposing who I am and what I'm doing to the rest of the world.
To find within myself the seeds of acceptance. And to grow that small seed into a vibrant living confidence that can withstand outside forces.
Honestly, I'm not all that sure how the two things, blogging and my lack of confidence are connected. Except that, through one- I am learning about the other.
Blogging, well, not really blogging, but caring about who's reading my blogging, has forced me to confront my fears about rejection, and the insecurities I've been harboring since I was a young teenager. I do a pretty good job at hiding my fears, on the outside I appear pretty sure of myself. What I'd really like to do, is to make what I appear to be, what I really am.
So, I'd love for you to follow me, to say, with the click of a mouse, "you're okay, you're worth something." But, please don't mind if I spend some time figuring out how to say that to myself.




I have become an inadvertent collector of nativities. It started innocently enough with a collection I had on purpose- Precious Moments. My parents gave me the Precious Moments Nativity before I was even married! I love the innocence of their faces. I have the wise men too, but right now I don't have any room to display them.
For a long time that was the only nativity I had, but Slowly I found myself being drawn to other representations of the Holy Family. This one I found at a craft store. I love the lines of this piece, and the simplicity of the figure.
This was my second Nativity. I found it on clearance at a Mikasa outlet when I lived in California. I really love how Mary is completely enamored with the baby Jesus.
I recieved this one for Christmas from my parents a couple years ago. Again, the figures are simple and clean, but the power of the message speaks volumes to me- so graceful!
