My style …

What is your style?

This a question that has come up recently and I wasn’t sure I could answer it. Do you mean how would I decorate my house? Dress myself? Dress my kids? Or is it the music I let in to my ears? The food I put into my body? The answer could take me a few minutes or a gazillion minutes {that is more than a million}.

I have narrowed down some of my faves and find that I tend to stick closely to those things. I will, every once in a while, venture out into something new, but there is always a pull to come back to what I think best suits me.

… A snapshot of my style …

House Decor :: Garden Cottage with an ocean view and beach access {…dreaming}

Closet ::

light & airy

Kids Wear :: My girl and two boys


Drink of choice :: Americano with heavy cream

My favorite colors ::


Music :: Big Band and Swing {you think I’m kidding. I’m not}

Deliciousness :: Real, whole, and healthy food

Favorite vacation spot :: Hanalei, Kauai

Oh my that was fun.

I don’t live by the beach nor do I live in a beach cottage. I live in a development, in suburbia, in a neighborhood we love minus the motorcross fanatics that ride their bikes in the forest behind our house right during nap time. I don’t always love it then. There are kids running and scootering around everywhere. My kids usually have some sort of grass stain or food stain on their clothes. Or a hole in their brand new pair of jeans that I bought them last week. But their smiles make up for it, unless I paid a lot of money for their jeans. Just kidding. A little bit. I am typically in workout clothes – the kind with dried sweat on them because I never had time to shower and change. Or because I really didn’t want to. I have projects galore that never seem to come to fruition. Those paint colors will someday make their way to their designated spot – either wall or furniture, unless of course we move before then. I do drink an Americano every morning. It is more a matter of life or death for all those around me.  And alas, Kauai. Sigh. That is just my happy place. The place I visit in my head when things are getting crazy around here. Like dinner time. Side note :: When I was delivering #3, I was told to find something to focus on. This was it. This picture. I’d breath in and out, in and out. Trying to imagine myself laying peacefully on this beach, not pushing out an ENORMOUS baby.

At the beginning of this post I mentioned that I often go back to the things that best “suit” me. And after all that daydreaming, this is what suits me best. And I come back to it, often.

I could spend a lot of time daydreaming about clean cut, well behaved children, a closet with endless possibilities, home decor projects that are tackled and accomplished seamlessly, and of course a garden cottage on the beach in Kauai. But I’d be foolish not to mention the one thing that really brings me life.  The cross. It is here I am reminded of my need for a Savior. It is here I fall down on my face and weep that I have a God that loves me THAT much. Those other things fade into the background as I learn and grow more in my understanding of Jesus and his plans for my life. Keeping the cross at the forefront is challenging, don’t get me wrong. Sure, I want a cute house. I want to vacation. I want to wear something other than what is currently in my closet. But at the end of the day, THIS is what I want you to know about me. Jesus – mind, body and soul. And what He wants for my life is what fits me best.

Happy Wednesday,


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5 Responses to My style …

  1. Brenna says:

    ❤ The last two sentences…me too!

  2. Mom says:

    love this… especially that Jesus has your heart… xoxox

  3. emily says:

    this was a fun blog post.

  4. Susanna says:

    I’ve said it before and I don’t mind saying it again: I love your style! Great post.

  5. Angela says:

    Yes, yes, and yes. Thank you for the reminders that Jeaus is all we need. I think we could be best friends, if we actually knew each other!

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