Vlogging: Convictions Minus Conversations

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

It's been a little while since my last video, but I'm working through my "DO Summer" challenge and decided that it was time to hop back into sharing my thoughts with you this morning! 


Deeply personal conviction in the absence of deeply relational conversation serves only to steal the beauty and authenticity that result from life lived in community with others. 

Kirsten's First Drive Chat

Monday, June 8, 2015

Well hey there, friends! I'm not so hot at blogging lately, so I'm gonna give this a shot. ;) Pop on over and say hello to the world of vlogging. And if I'm a hot mess, shower me with grace. So anyway, let's chat!



I Cleaned Out My Closet

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

This is one of those life-events when I *should* have taken before and after photos, but...
I didn't. 

I did take an "in process" photo-- although it really doesn't even remotely do the gigantic purge justice. I think that after clearing out our bedroom and the guest room closet upstairs, Jeremy hauled a few trash bags full of my old rags off to the donation center. 

Seriously though, I finally decided that I was never EVER going to put on some of those short-waisted shirts combined with the high-waisted skirts from the late 90s EVER again. If it makes its way back onto the style scene, my abs are not the same 2 babes later. 


Isn't there something that just feels good about purging unnecessary things? I didn't used feel this way, but as I get older I turn into my mother wiser, those things just take up space and they certainly don't hold any sentimental value anymore. Now ask me about those two sippy cups that I tried to toss last week but put back after I choked back the tears. Apparently I am attached to sippy cups. 

It isn't really the sippy cups though, is it? My heart is tied to my family now and the memories that I cherish with them-- not all of the junk that I accumulated in my pre-wife/pre-mommy phase of life. Don't get me wrong, I still have plenty of "stuff," it just doesn't carry the same weight of importance anymore. 

I wish that I could tell you that all of my closets are all cleared out, but they aren't yet. I will probably work through them one at a time throughout the spring and summer. I'm sure that it will feel amazing to unload all of the extra baggage that we've been carting around for years. I wonder why I wasn't ready to get rid of it earlier? There is likely some deep, life-altering truth in the answer, but I think that at the core, I'm content with my life overall. When you abide in peace and contentment, I think that you crave less "stuff" and crave more simplicity.

At least that's how it all works for me. 

It's Been Awhile

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Blogging is complicated these days, which makes me not want to write because I cherish simplicity. Really what I want is a place to put all of me instead of only parts of me. I started the Lovespun Studio blog to post all of my fabric/creative endeavors. Over at A Happy Trip, I post my travel news. But really, I just end up not sharing much of anything in either space because I feel too limited in what I can say there.

So can this space be my "collect all?" Can you give me I give myself permission to write about my Zippy! updates and post them here? Or can I tell you about new fun travel destinations or the best desserts at Walt Disney World if I want to? It doesn't make any business sense to do that-- but it makes peace for my heart. Weird, right? Honestly, the older I get the less I feel like I have to play by the rules that make sense to everyone else. I just have to do what brings peace to me.


These past couple of weeks have been a little emotional. These "mothering in the middle years"-- they are emotionally lonely sometimes. When your kiddos are still itty bitty and they are figuring out life {or more accurately, YOU are trying to figure out their little lives for them}, there is a freedom to share all of the minutely frustrating details of the struggle with the world because it feels more like it's your burden to share.

Yet, as our children grow, their burdens become theirs to carry and ours to bear with them-- alongside them, but no longer FOR them. And with that comes a supreme responsibility for us to guard their privacy and their intimate hurts-- even if we are hurting too because to be their safe abiding place they must trust that we really do hold their hearts and their hurts with intentionally cherished tenderness.

I should probably elaborate on that more-- or give this thought its own post, but I will wait and do that another day when (or if) I have the mental stamina to do so.


It's been well over a year since I stepped onto this blog, but I think that I'm going to stick around for a while.  I've written before that blogging has become such a function of marketing, that it has lost {for me} most of it's innate ability to be a point of connection with the world or even a place of freedom for my soul. Let's see if this blog can make the act of "blogging" feel more like my own little haven once again.

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