sisters

My sisters and I are starting off on a new venture that we’re pretty excited about. But let me back up first to explain: A couple years ago I was really inspired as I immersed myself in reading some memoirs. I was particularly drawn into books like Hillbilly Elegy and…

…and your sisters love you too:) And you all love hiking. And service. And talking. Oh, and eating, of course. When my sisters asked how they could help celebrate my birthday of course the answer was sisters hiking. Because that’s what we do as we discuss the whole wide world.…

A short sum-up: life was crazy, then I wrapped everything up and headed to South Carolina, so anxious to meet up with all those velvety sisters and mother I adore. There is nothing like an “MFME” trip with your mom and sisters to buoy you up in every way you…

I had the opportunity to speak at a stake women’s conference back in September. It was entitled “Sisters United in Christ” and it sure got me thinking about how powerful we can be when we unite. Which then got me thinking about division, and what in the world causes so…

I still remember the first day of my freshman year of high school. I was incredibly shy. My sister Saren was two years older than me and I clung onto her arm for dear life. I remember her walking me to my first class, which was dance (before I realized…

Little did I know when all those little girls were bouncing around full of drama (which they still are…some more than others…) …that they would grow up to be some of my very best friends… And best friends with each other as well Oh they have their moments…that’s for sure…

My sisters came to town and of course, we had to go check out Sedona. From the minute I set foot in that place (back HERE with Dave), I knew the Eyre sisters must come visit as well (which means we will “have” to go again when we can get…

We went on a walk right before Christmas and our neighborhood was so aglow with beauty I could hardly stand it. Specifically one row of tall trees filled up with golden glory took my breath away. I vowed to come back and enjoy them with my girls before those leaves…

Little did I know when I purchased this forest-green sweatshirt in the bookstore nestled smack dab in the hustle and bustle of Commonwealth Avenue in Boston one Fall day during my freshman year at B.U. that I would have three girls who would wear that thing until it would be…