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Disconnect to Reconnect

JerrellSamEng-0097I have a slight problem when it comes to my iPhone and iPad. You can usually find at least one of them in my hand. I’m either checking Instagram, pinning yet another dessert, or reading a blog or a book on my iPad. When I lived alone, I never noticed (ignored?) this problem, but lately, I’ve found that my husband has to literally stand in front of my face and/or remove the mobile device from my hands to get my full attention. I love my husband dearly and I never want him to feel like he comes second to anyone or anything. I know that we can’t just sit and cuddle twenty-four hours a day, but when he’s home, and we’re both free, I can make an effort to give him my full attention – even if it’s only for an hour. This week, we set some new house rules. The first one, and the one I’ll be focusing on this weekend, is to go phone-free in the evenings. We’ve also instituted a weekly “date night in”: one night a week where we ignore our phones and the television, pour some wine, and cook a new recipe together. I got the idea from Ashley at Not Without Salt and I am so excited!

For this week’s Highlights, I’m not posting any links or talking about any online sales. Today, I want to encourage you to disconnect from the virtual world and reconnect with your families and friends. Whether that means going on a date with your significant other, planning a family game night with your kids, or hosting a phones-free brunch with your girlfriends, do whatever it takes to reconnect.

Happy Weekend!

photo taken by Katie Lopez during our engagement session

 

J.D.

IMG_5368Although I completed my law degree in December, my commencement ceremony was this past weekend in New Orleans. It was a jam-packed weekend filled with graduation (and Mother’s Day!) celebrations, sightseeing and too much eating. I used it as an opportunity to introduce my family to my favorite places in Nola and we had an absolute blast. We didn’t have nearly enough time to do everything I wanted to do, but it was still a fantastic weekend. I promise to get back to regular posts tomorrow, but today I wanted to share a few snapshots from the weekend. Hope you all had a great weekend!

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Wise Words // Invest In People

tumblr_m9g3mfnt4K1r63tjzo1_1280This quote perfectly sums up the reason Sam and I moved back to the small college town where we met. We needed space to establish our new family, to build a community with our lifelong friends, and to immerse ourselves in the church that is becoming our home. The transition isn’t always easy, but it is more than worth it.

What are you investing in? What are you building?

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Diving In.

5175c108e0656557ee384cf109346a6eI got a rejection letter yesterday. It was from a prestigious law firm that I applied to a few weeks ago. The letter was all of two lines and addressed me as “Mr.” For a split second I was sad about it (and slightly angry at my parents for giving me a unisex name), but then I felt a huge wave of relief. It’s no secret that I have no desire to be a lawyer. I’m just happy that I graduated from law school. Everything inside of me knows that the legal profession is not where I’m called to be, but I still find myself taking steps toward it. I’m not sure if it’s pressure from family and friends or pressure I put on myself (probably both), but I feel obligated to follow through with it sometimes. And each and every time I try to follow through, it doesn’t feel right and ultimately something stops me. How long is it going to take me to realize that I’m swimming in the wrong direction?

I have big dreams for this blog and for my writing. So big and exciting, in fact, that I find myself ignoring them. I’ve even been ignoring the blog because, when I sit down to write, those dreams taunt me. I know that I could be doing so much more, but I’m afraid. Those dreams are too scary, too risky, too expensive, the list goes on. But what if those dreams were planted in me by God? (they were.) What if He already has a plan mapped out? (He does.) What exactly am I waiting for?

Over the next few months, I’m really challenging myself to step out on faith, dive into deeper waters than I’ve ever been in, and trust that God (and my sweet husband) will help me figure this out. I’m also challenging myself to be diligent and to work hard. My brain has been out of “school mode” for almost a year now and I’ve found that it’s difficult for me to set goals and work towards them for myself. I’m so used to answering to professors and working hard for grades and a degree. Now it’s time to answer to, and work hard for, myself.

The thing about being a writer (or a painter, designer, etc.), is that when you first start out, there’s no one there giving you assignments or offering you payment for services they haven’t yet seen. It’s just you and your computer (or pencils or paint or sewing machine). You have to show up everyday and wait for the inspiration to strike, for the words to come, and for something to take shape. You have to start and restart, type and erase, try and try again. It’s a process without a definite end result. It’s hard and beautiful and honest and crazy. And it’s important. It’s important for me and it’s important for the people who will one day read my words.

So I’ve made up my mind: I’m diving all the way into these dreams and I’m not turning around no matter how frightening they may be. I’m excited to look back on this post a year, three years and five years down the road. I know that I will have grown as a woman and in my faith. I know that I will be writing for so many more women and that this space will have become a community. And I know that I will be more than happy with my decision.

Thank you in advance for taking this journey with me!

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Nobody But Yourself

22c6e24be0cc2760cd8ee0a4b88b00e7Today, I’m giving myself permission to be myself. I’m giving myself permission to love myself, despite my imperfections. I’m giving myself permission to believe that God created me in His perfect image, that He loves me despite my sins and that He trusts me to carry out the calling He placed on my life (after all, it was his idea in the first place). I’m giving myself permission to trust my husband when he says that he believes in me and supports me in every single thing that I do. I’m giving myself permission to dream bigger than I have ever dreamed. I’m giving myself permission to keep dreaming, even when it doesn’t bring me financial security or recognition or even peace. I’m giving myself permission to block out the pressure to do what “makes sense.” I’m giving myself permission to do the things that seem to make no sense at all.

Today and forever, I give myself permission to be myself. To love myself. To trust myself.

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