A Word About Me:
I married my husband right after college graduation at the ripe old age of 21, and had my first child two days after my 25th birthday. I am now the proud mother of four amazing children ranging from 20 to 13 years old. I spent the bulk of my professional career working as an educational consultant, special needs advocate, and admissions officer at a school for children with learning differences and disabilities. I currently serve as staff writer for this same school while completing my Master’s in Counseling from Westminster Theological Seminary.
My favorite things this side of heaven are my people, reading, writing, nature, board games, dark chocolate, sleeping late, meaningful conversations, and hot baths.
A Word to my Readers:
My thoughts swirl aimlessly at rapid speeds causing me to do and say things I often regretted as a young girl. I finally realized my thoughts only caused me trouble if I allowed them to escape in the form of words. In public you might wonder why I sometimes sit silently by. It is not because I have nothing to say, but rather because I have far too much.
I not only learned the power of holding my tongue at a young age, but also the power of holding a pen. My thoughts become real and manageable when they become words, and my words are much more eloquent and useful when they land on a page.
After my first child was born I was desperate to tell her things she was far too young to comprehend, so I wrote letters for her to read when she was older. And now that she is older, I am desperate to tell her things she has no interest in hearing from me. So I write the words down hoping one day she will be ready to read them.
My blog is a mix of letters written to my four children. My hope is the words shared will adequately express to them the immense joy they bring me, the unimaginable love my heart feels for them, and the invaluable lessons they continue to teach me day after day- even on the days that cannot end soon enough.
My other hope is all who find themselves peering into our messy lives through Words to My Children will feel welcome and understood. That together we’d be encouraged, inspired, and challenged to learn from and lean into our own unique journeys in this broken world. And that we would all think more deeply and engage more fully with the people right in front of us.