friends

When Dave was in college, he lucked out with some good friends. Friends he still goes skiing with every year. Friends who have his back and he has theirs, who have supported each other through thick and thin. When he brought me along into the picture, I inherited those friends…

The other day I was juggling a few different things when Claire needed some attention. Well, she didn’t “need” it. She didn’t ask for it. But you know when you just know? Sometimes I act quickly on those nudges. I drop what I’m doing and go give love. (And it’s…

Gosh, this day has run away from me, but I wanted to come here quick before the weekend hits in full force. First, let’s talk about my brother Josh. I adore him. And it was his birthday this last month (we have a slew of January birthdays!). I love that…

One of my best friends from high school and her husband are mission presidents right now. Last week she wrote about the incredible difference a good companion can make for missionaries. She talked about how one of the sister missionaries was really struggling when she came to the mission. She…

Back in February a couple of my high school friends came to the desert for a visit. Human connection is such a beautiful thing. I think we feel it’s beauty more than ever in the world right now where it is so limited. It made me so grateful for these…

A couple days before Thanksgiving Dave and I snuck away to our friend’s son’s wedding. We were living on the wild side (ha!). But really, Thanksgiving week is so busy leading up to the Turkey Trot we didn’t know if we’d be able to make it work. But somehow it…

Dave and I got to meet up with Max and Abby this last weekend before they made the rest of their route back up to Provo. We met up to attend a wedding. You see, Max’s last mission companion became such a good friend (he lucked out with such great…

I’m so grateful for friends, old and new, who lift you, build you, and inspire you.  Those who’s threads of gold weave into your own life tapestry and make it so much more beautiful. I mentioned in a post a while ago how much I love this quote from C.S.…

I don’t stop long enough to write down how incredibly full my heart is lately (which is especially silly not to be doing during this favorite month of Thanks Giving). Every week in church I think to myself, “I must write down these thoughts,” because sometimes they wrap themselves around…

There’s a big chunk of my heart sitting over at Lake Powell. Dave’s too. We adore that gorgeous spot probably more than any other spot.   Cannot get enough of these vistas: …that transform as the sun shifts: …and these faces: I grew up going there every spring with my…