The Proposal
Share Since Day 1, Clayton and I have communicated through letters. It started with email senior year of high school; I had debate class first period and he had it second period. I had a habit of leaving myself logged into my email on the class computer, and Clayton would
Engagement Story Pt. 1
Share I treasure the entirety of Saturday. I’ll start from the beginning, since the entire day has C&C written all over it. We were meeting for lunch Saturday, but since my lunch is technically Clayton’s breakfast (late sleeper…) we had to get him McDonald’s coffee on the way there. Clayton
Aunt Jane
Share One of my anthems of the past few years has been for honesty and transparency—for us as Christians to have the strength and confidence to confess we are out of strength and confidence. It’s in these places of humility that we find community and that we allow our God
Christmas Break means…
Share Nicknames Pranks and Cherokee Middle School memories Naps Secret wishes that little ones would stay little forever and more naps Coats, this thing called winter that Texas doesn’t understand, and space heaters among countless other blessings including an empty yellow backpack that is unaware that school is around the
Stand in a Circle
Share Looking over my past few posts, I realized that each had to do with my family. At first I was bummed– so much for diversity and interesting content (I mean, can family really compete with the yellow backpack?) When everyone links arms, you don’t end up with a line;