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I’m the wife of a blue-eyed husband and during the past fourteen years, we’ve added three blue-eyed kids. Seemed appropriate to name my blog Ten Blue Eyes- life as we see it.
I enjoy writing about my family, and usually, both the highs and the lows make headlines, both at our dinner table, and on my blog. Often, I find a way to tie the stories in with what I’m learning about faith and life in general. The simple moments teach me much. I have a lot to learn.
In 4th grade I wrote a book entitled Jessie’s Big Problem about a girl who had a thumb sucking addiction. It may or may not have been based on actual events. Ever since taking that beautiful, plastic spiral-bound, colored-on, and Apple IIE printed book to the Indiana Young Authors Conference, I’ve enjoyed telling a good story.
When I was in 5th grade I lost my mother to sudden and shocking death. My heart was broken.
My dad married my second mom when I was in 6th grade. I was overjoyed!
In middle school, I woke up to the world of sports and enjoyed running around the basketball court with big bangs and long socks.
I have a degree in educational ministries and Bible from Huntington University, in Huntington, Indiana.
When I was 24-years-old, I married a man that I’d only hoped existed as teenager dreaming of “the one.” While we were dating, he made me memorize the starting line-up of the 1953 Brooklyn Dodgers. I married him anyway. I’m very glad I did!
Our oldest child, Karson, is a cancer survivor. He also knows how to solve a Rubik’s cube in less than one minute. I can not solve a Rubik’s cube even when he is giving me instructions.
Kraig and I have lost three babies to miscarriage. I like words, but have trouble finding adequate ones to describe the aching and isolating grief a miscarriage leaves in its wake. I know many other women can relate, which is both comforting and sad.
Our two daughters like to leave doll shoes and accessories on the floor that I step on in my bare feet. Karly and Kenzie can sing “Let it Go” from Frozen in their sleep. I love when the girls sit on my lap in the evenings when our family watches The Dick Van Dyke Show on Netflix.
Sometimes I write here. Sometimes I write books. Sometimes I write grants for a non-profit organization. Sometimes I write about being a “cancer mom” on a hospital blog. Sometimes I write my name on my kids’ school folders. Sometimes I write Bible study material, blogs for my church’s Women’s Ministry, and contribute to devotionals for athletes. It’s really a mixed bag. I try to keep it organized, but sometimes it’s tricky to find my keys.
I’ve been known to laugh out loud (LOL!) as I’m writing. I’ve also felt the sting of tears as I type. I know I’m not alone in believeing that sharing about life and faith can bring great comfort, hope, and the encouragement to grow. Peter, Paul, and John would probably agree.
I hope you find encouragement here. And maybe a few laughs.
Stories. Truth. Hope.