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Learning Curve



As I sit here this morning trying to put all the words that are in my head onto this paper I am having a hard time coming up with the right way to describe what I am hoping to change/do with this blog in this new season of my life. See writing has always been a passion of mine, but finding the time, finding the bravery, and just doing it is where I have struggled. I have kept this blog as more of a personal place where I write about what life is like as a Wilson here on Dusk Way, but over the years I have had dreams of making it into more of a lifestyle blog. I have so many passions and thoughts that run through my head on a daily basis but fear has held me back time and time again. Fear of not being a successful blogger, fear of what friends and family would think, and most of all fear of letting myself down. But now it is time to put that fear aside and just write, so hopefully this blog will be going through a learning curve.

Ideally this blog will move from a personal blog to a lifestyle blog where I share the million things that go through my head daily. I want to be in prayer constantly and I want to follow the Lord in my post. I want this to be a place where I not only share where the Lord has moved in my life, but also for you as the reader/friend share where the Lord has moved in yours. I want to share the beauty but also the struggles that are motherhood. I want to write about our journey of being dairy free and the recipes that we find through it. I want to share my fitness journey and the new passion of the gym. I want to share all of this and so much more! 

So as part of the learning curve I am changing the name of this beautiful blog that holds our stories. Lace in Denver captured my heart immediately following our wedding. Our wedding was filled with delicate pieces of lace everywhere and it created this softness, this classic feeling. When I chose this name I needed this place to hold the softness in our crazy journey of life in Denver, and it did. Since then we have made Colorado our permanent home. We have purchased a home in Littleton and I no longer need this to be a soft place. I need this to be a place to share once again the beautiful struggles of life, so that is this. 

Welcome to Beautiful Struggles, hope you enjoy the learning curve. 

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