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  • The Message in the Mess

    I cannot be credited with this phrase. Quite frankly, it came from a baking show. But, when I heard it, it immediately reminded me of my current week. I have not been feeling my best and everything feels like a… Continue reading

  • Magic in the Making

    There are moments that I remember from growing up. Sitting in the kitchen, on a Saturday morning, hopeful that my Mama would make her magic pancakes. I’d watch as she’d mysteriously dump ingredients into the Tupperware measuring bowl. I remember… Continue reading

  • I Hear Voices

    Baseball season has arrived. Breezy, beautiful nights. Hot dogs. The sound of a bat hitting a baseball. Kids on the field playing in dirt… (We’re still in that stage.) I watched my boys walk to the home plate, bat in… Continue reading

  • The Breaking or Breaking Through

    Honey for many years was a bus driver, in addition to pastoring. 2023 we had snow early on. While in Indiana, it would take a significant amount to make a difference, only a few inches in Arkansas can cause the… Continue reading

  • The Silence

    March 3rd, two weeks ago today, is what I call my (8th) “Holyfield” anniversary. Honey asked me that morning if I was okay. And he’s asked me days since. I answered, “yes,” because, yes, I was okay. And, yes, I… Continue reading

  • The Bag Lady

    I love accessories. Specifically, I love bags. Bags, purses, backpacks. Never can have enough. Okay, over the years, I have pared down on my bag buying and bag hoarding. But still, I love a walk through that department at the… Continue reading

  • One Tired Mama

    This was originally posted when Hunter was almost 8 weeks old. Of course, things have changed since then, but there are a host of things that have not! Although I’ve always understood and known it to be true, the reality… Continue reading

  • Spilled Milk

    We have a saying in our house: We don’t cry about spilled milk. As you can imagine, with four boys (ages 6 and under) there are a lot of things spilled. Especially when you have tiny humans who are just… Continue reading

  • Honey

    We often say that God works in mysterious ways. I feel as though my life is a testament to that. He is mysterious, but He’s also very good. After Clayton, I was certain there would be no one else for… Continue reading

  • The Heartbreak

    It was the summer after I turned six. My dad was offered a job transfer, and he accepted. My family made the long trip from Texas to Northern Indiana. It was then that we met the Holyfields. It is interesting… Continue reading