Today, my blog is one hundred posts old. Somewhere between #1 and #100,
I went from newlywed to mother and then mother of two. Kevin calling me “wife”
then was as novel as hearing Brayden call me “momma” now. We’ve spent two
seasons in Italy, one in Wichita, and we’re in the midst of another in Scotland.
Our scenery has changed, our family has grown, and our network of friends has
expanded to new countries and states. Through all the ups and downs, wins and
losses, opportunities and challenges, wanderlust and homesickness, I’ve been
consistently grateful for the love that surrounds our little family. Looking
back on posts from these last three-plus years that love has been the most/only
consistent element to our lives. Suffice it to say, wherever we find ourselves
over the course of the next 100 posts, I’m pretty sure it’ll be a wonderful
place to be.
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| Season 2010-2011 Life, Love, and Gelato |
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| Season 2011-2012 Life, Love, and Second Helpings |
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| Season 2012-2013 Life, Love, and Diaper Rash
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