Lately I’m . . .

Hewitt Wedding


Celebrating new marriages. In the space of a month (which started on March 16), we have four weddings—one on March 16th, one on March 23rd, and two the first weekend in April. And then there’s another one coming up in May.

Last year I told Jonathan our friends needed to get married because I love weddings—I didn’t intend for them all to get married at the same time! But just the same, I’m thrilled to get to celebrate with them.

Congratulations Mr. & Mrs. Otu, Mr. & Mrs. Hewitt, (almost) Mr. & Mrs. Hanson, (almost) Mr. & Mrs. Miller, and (almost) Mr. & Mrs. Breon! May you have many years of marriage that draw you closer to God and closer to each other.




Going to the gym three times a week. About a month ago, Jonathan and I joined a real gym­­—you know, the kind that has different machines for different muscle groups, more than one treadmill, and a hot tub that actually works? We got a great deal. And having to go somewhere outside of our building (even if it is only two minutes away) has ended up being really motivating for me. So here’s to getting healthier and keeping those new year’s resolutions!




Crocheting. I’ve been going to town on all sorts of projects this winter—scarves, garlands, hats . . . I love starting with nothing and ending with something practical and pretty. I need to branch out and try some new patterns, though. Maybe a bag or a cardigan?




Ready for spring. If you know me or have followed my blog for awhile, you probably know I love snow. But now that March is on the way out, I’m done with the cold temperatures and ice and snow piles so high you can’t see that other car coming. I’m ready for leaves and flowers and warm rain and green things. As much as I love winter, spring really is my favorite season. Bring on the trees!




Making space for quiet time during the day. I don’t like quiet. I remember loving it when I was in school, but I think things changed when I started struggling with panic and anxiety. The quiet offered too many opportunities to let my mind wander, and it often wandered to things that caused problems. So I stopped allowing that time. Any time I had quiet, I’d fill it with music or television. Even if it was while I was doing something else like reading or journaling. But I came to realize that the lack of quiet was hindering my creativity—and my prayer life. So I have a no radio rule during my morning commute to work. Twenty whole minutes to pray, brainstorm blog ideas, and think through anything else that might be on my mind. Though I’d still rather have the radio on, the quiet is making a difference in the way I think.