I hate it when I get so busy that I'm neglecting this little space of mine. But just because I'm not updating this blog doesn't mean I'm not writing. Check out the links below to see what I'm writing about elsewhere on the internet. 

- Isabel has been such a doll lately and I do NOT want her to grow up (and become a sassy toddler!). ;-)

- Being a Christian parent ain't easy. Here I'm sharing a few tips on raising kids who know Jesus loves them

- Sometimes bonding with baby can take time, and that's okay. It took me a while with both kids, but now we are all close as can be.

- What do you do with your kid's old toys? Do you donate them? Do your kids help in the process? We've gotten Liam involved and it's been great

- My grandma makes the BEST tres leches everrr. Here is the recipe. You need to try it. 

Enjoy, friends!

At Home

I read this quote a while ago and it has stuck with me ever since. 

When Alex and I got married we packed up our stuff and moved to North Carolina. We knew it would be a temporary move, but we felt in our hearts that we would never be returning to Miami. 

I'm the kind of person who is slow to warm up to people. When I make a friendship with someone it's very meaningful to me. I am loyal and feel a deep love for my friends. So home sickness hit me hard. Back home my friends were getting married and having babies. And here I was in this new place with these new people. But we joined a church and then joined a small group and made friends. And I grew to love them. And now all those friends are all over the world. We have missionary friends in China and the middle east and countries whose names I can't pronounce. We have more friends serving in church plants all over the country. It's amazing to see the work they are all doing. 

We decided to go ahead and join our friends in their church planting efforts in Denver, CO. We loved Denver. And we loved that church plant. We still love it. But a lot happened and we ended up moving back to Miami. I have no regrets because I love this place. I'm so thankful to be close to family and friends that I've known for well over a decade. I thought at last we were home.

But the thing is, home is everywhere for me. Home is in a coffee shop in Denver. Home is in a chapel in Wake Forest. Home is in my friend's living room in Murfreesboro (even though I've never been there). Because home is with the people I love. 

Ultimately my home is with my very own family. My husband and kids. But I miss all the people I love fiercely. I wish I could be with everyone I love all at the same time. I wish I could hang out with all of them whenever I want. But that's not life. I'm thankful for the internet to keep up with everyone - and someday I'll be brave enough to take my kids on a plane to visit all these wonderful people and places - but for now my heart is all over the map. And home is everywhere.