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Our Love Story
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When What You Have Is Finally Enough
This bedroom has served many purposes in its short time of housing us. It was Addison’s bedroom when we first moved in, the walls once covered in tall flower decals much suited for a 3-year-old. When I finally became pregnant with Brody 3 years later, my husband and I decided to move Addie into the playroom where she’d have access to the attic that would eventually become her playroom. My husband worked hard on making Addie’s new room fit our then 6 year old’s standards. The closet he built her was one that we envied, and he painted her room the perfect teal blue to match all her room décor…
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The Simple Answer to Finding Your Spouse Again
Seven years later and I can still remember the story of where we began. The shy and humble man I now call my husband chased me down until I finally caved and let him in to get to know all the most vulnerable parts of me. Things were simple then when we were just getting to know each other. We were giddy in love with butterflies in our stomachs at the thought of one another. You know what I’m talking about. It’s the kind of giddy where you wait by the phone for his calls {or texts}. The kind of giddy that keeps you up all hours of the night…
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A Valentine’s Day Gift From the Heart
Valentine’s Day isn’t a largely celebrated holiday in our house, but I do like to give my husband and daughter sweet little gifts that I know they will love. So no dozen roses or big boxes of candy that costs more than my internet bill {although I will always gladly accept a bag of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups}. Every year, Justin makes me the cutest cards with a heartfelt note inside and I can almost always expect my favorite Chapstick and other useful gifts that he knows I will appreciate. I like to get a little creative with my gifts with hopes that my special people will cherish them for…
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Why I Chose My Daughter Over My Career
I left my job almost two months ago now and there are still moments that I can’t believe I am in this place. I feel like I have lost part of my identity. In many ways, my career defined me and so much of what I believe in. I worked my butt off in college, earning a 3.8 GPA and a bachelors degree while working two jobs and then worked my way up the ladder to my last position. I guess you could say that I have always been career driven, although fresh out of high school I didn’t really have my priorities straight as a new college student leading…