Today, I enter a new decade. My thirties.

Thirty sounded old a long time ago. Now, at 30, I feel like I’m just getting started with my life.

There are a lot of things I could reflect upon, deep thoughts I could write about as I leave my twenties. But at this point, there are just a few random, somehow related thoughts that are stringing together in my brain.

So, in honor of turning 30, here is a list of 30 things that are an honest reflection of who I am and what I’m thinking about in this moment.

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A Reflection on Our Year of Miracles // One Word for 2018

It’s ten days into 2018 and I’ve finally started to remember to write 2018 instead of 2017.¬† Which means 2018 must be here to stay, right? ūüôā

We kicked off the New Year with a sick baby – full blown coughing, sneezing, snot drizzled everywhere, low-grade fever, no sleep…oh the joys of parenthood.

And just as the kiddo started to get better…the husband got sick.¬† And then just as he started to get better…yup, you guessed it…I got sick.

Which is why this is being written ten days into 2018, instead of on the 1st of January.

I digress.

A couple of years ago I learned about One Word 365 from my sweet blogger friend Sarah.¬† And heading into 2016, I just knew with a strange certainty that the word for that year would be “Immanuel” – God With Us.

At the time, I had no idea that my first-born son would be born in 2016, 10.5 weeks early.  There was no way to anticipate the up and down journey it would all be, and that my one word РImmanuel Рwould become such an anchor for us in that season.

Heading into 2017, I felt such conviction that it would be a year of miracles.  We had just witnessed our little 29 weeker thrive in the NICU, surprise the doctors despite all of his medical diagnoses, and come home before his expected due date.

But there I was, the last day of 2017, permanently situated on my glider as I tried to rock a very cranky, sniffly little boy to sleep. Read more…

One Day

My dear son,

I remember that moment like it was yesterday.  You were still in the NICU, but we had just gotten the news that you were going to be discharged earlier than expected.  Mommy had not yet finished your nursery, so she found herself standing in a long line at IKEA that morning before heading to the hospital.

Behind me was a family with two little boys, probably about six and eight-years-old. ¬†They were running in and around the bins of extra stuff IKEA tries to entice you to buy while you’re checking out, making a huge, fun mess of things. ¬†Without even turning around I knew that their tired mommy was giving them the “you-better-stop-this-right-now” look.

As I watched their little mischievous antics, I found myself asking the same question I had been asking on repeat since you were born –¬†“When will Josiah be big enough to run around and play like that?” ¬†

At the Baby Gap store, it was,¬†“When will Josiah be big enough to wear newborn-sized clothes?” ¬†At Costco, it was,¬†“When will Josiah be big enough to be in size one diapers?” ¬†You get the idea.

Right then, I heard the two older women in the line next to us comment on how cute the little boys were¬†and how it seemed like yesterday their own children were that age. Read more…

“But First…” // A Look at What Is First On a Daily Basis

If you have an Instagram account, you may have seen the¬†hashtag¬†#butfirstcoffee¬†floating around. ¬†As of 3:55pm CST on October 31, 2015, there are 161,203 posts on Instagram with that hashtag. ¬†That’s a lot of people who really like coffee.

Here’s the thing. ¬†This post really has nothing to do with coffee, but the hashtag got me thinking –¬†what really is first?

I ran across this quote earlier this week from an¬†article referencing Tim Keller¬†–

“Sin isn’t only doing bad things, it is more fundamentally making good things into ultimate things. Sin is building your life and meaning on anything, even a very good thing, more than on God…”¬†

And as my eyes read those words,¬†I instantly had a choice. ¬†I could turn my eyes away and pretend like I hadn’t read what I just did…


…I could face the truth and ask myself the hard question. ¬†“God, please show me…is there anything, even a good thing, that I am building my life and meaning¬†on more than You?”

I’m a practical girl, so that meant asking the Holy Spirit to help me look at two areas of my life – (1) my daily life and what¬†I do first and (2) my thought life and what I think about most.

Here’s the honest truth of what I’ve discovered… Read more…


Now that hashtags are the way to¬†document entire life adventures, here’s ours – #theLeesinKC – what I’ve been using on Instagram to capture some of our daily scenes here in Kansas City ūüôā

I haven’t seen many of you since I left Southern California and Phoenix, so here’s a quick snapshot of where we are now. ¬†A week after we got married, we made¬†the crazy drive from Phoenix, AZ to KC, MO. ¬†We packed everything that was donated to us from family, all of what we owned (which wasn’t much compared to everything else), and the gifts we generously received¬†from our wedding into a 27′ Penske moving truck (pictured below, husband for scale).

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