Life through Joy's Eyes.
I remember as a kid getting frustrated when my parents caught me doing things I thought I was being sneaky doing. For example - I’d hit a “creative” moment and want to cause trouble. My mom would look at me and say, “Joy. You’re about to do _____, ______, and _______. My sister did that, ...
One of my best friend’s families growing up had a farm in the middle of the growing city of Leawood, Kansas. Being that we were homeschooled, the farm provided some fun educational experiences. It was my first real experience with live chickens. There was quite the assortment of birds at the farm - guineas, traditional-type ...
I grew up on a cul-de-sac where all the kids played outside whenever possible. We had a pretty tight-knit group. We didn’t talk about anything deep, but you’d better bet we played intense games of hide-and-go-seek, cops and robbers, kickball, and everything in between. Without realizing it, I was keeping the kids of Ash Street ...
This morning as I was in the shower, an idea hit me. Write my truth. I've blogged before, and have felt lots of pressure to come up with ideas for content and such. That's what has kept me from being consistent. When my friend Katie brought up blogging again at breakfast on Friday, I heard ...
