i hate writing about myself, because half the time i don’t even know who i am or what i am doing.
i’m figuring out this whole life thing right along side of you, and you’ll get to see the depths of it all spread throughout these pages.
vulnerability and verbalizing is still a new playing field so bear with me.
sometimes it’s all just a big, jumbled mess, and sometimes by the grace of God the words flow out smoothly and eloquently.
you never know what you might find.
the one constant, however, is the Creator who is weaved throughout these stories. He shows up in the chaos and the doubt and the confusion and He turns all of it into something lovely. i know this to be true.