I've moved a lot and lived many places, and currently live in Houston, though I am still not sure where "home" actually is. I've been married eleven years to an amazing man with a heart for God and service who knows that playing small does not serve the world. I hate alarm clocks and refuse to use them, though my two year old seems to enjoy acting like an alarm clock these days. My friends tell me I have a kind heart. I am a perfectionist, though not usually a procrastinator. I desperately wanted to join the peace corps before starting college at the University of St. Thomas, but my parents vehemently opposed the idea. I secretly wish I would have done it anyway. I could never travel too much. I have adopted the gluten-free style of cooking, because I have two celiacs under my roof. My family - by force and by choice - means the world to me. I will try almost anything once.
The pastime that keeps me busy most days is real estate. I opened a real estate brokerage eleven years ago and never looked back. My clients are sometimes crazy, but I love them anyway. The best part of the whole real estate business is the stories about people and their houses. I absolutely love what I do each day. And when its all said and done, you'll likely find me chasing sunshine on the island of Isla Mujeres.
As a Christ-follower, I tend to think a lot about what that means and how to do it. You and I have tons to discuss if you have a heart for missions and ministry. People who are committed to changing the world for the better set me on fire. I firmly believe that we can each make a difference to someone every single day. I love God, though I struggle with Church at times. But not to knock 'em, some of my best friends in the world are pastors.
My dad died unexpectedly when I was 21. My mom died expectantly when I was 31. My perspectives on life and living have been dramatically shaped by these two events.
Life on earth isn’t fair, reasonable or rational. It is strange, wild, ridiculous, bizarre, amazing, heartening and sad. It also is clearly not the place I was made for. I began writing as a way to cope with the death of my mother in 2009. I never really wrote or enjoyed it before that point in my life, but I appreciate the chance to wrangle with my thoughts and set them down. My mother, the avid writer, decided she was going to write a book, but she got stopped in all sorts of ways that happen when you want something really incredible to happen in your life. This blog is my take on life, mission, love and the lighter stuff and an attempt to bring things full circle.
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