Beautiful Struggles

Happy Fall Y'all! I know we are a week late to the party, but in my defense it is still low 80s here at a mile high!  It is every female 20 somethings favorite season, and I am right there in that mix celebrating pumpkin spice everything (really I can't stand pumpkin, but I'm all about a good bandwagon)  wearing an over sized sweater and boots half way up my thighs.It is the season filled with God's beautiful falling leaves, cool mornings, and warm days. The season filled with Saturday and Sunday football and so much to be thankful for.  I always feel like fall is a very romantic season. Maybe because the leaves give me all the feels. Maybe because there are a million different dates you can go on (pumpkin patches, scary movies, looking at leaves, or you know getting lost in a corn field). Maybe because now that we host Thanksgiving it reminds me of all the love that is in our home. Whatever the reason is I just adore fall and all the wonderful things it brin...

Philippians 4:6-7 6  Do not be anxious about anything,  but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.   7  And the peace of God,  which transcends all understanding,  will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Life is filled with being busy!  You are either busy at home, busy with work, or both!  Life is filled with being busy!  For the Wilsons we have decided to see how busy we can be at this particular season in life. Kaleb is busy pursing his degree in Petroleum Engineer, which most of the time sounds like a foreign language.  I am busy with pursuing the title of "Rookie of the Year" at work, which leads to many stressful nights. And yet with all of this wonderful busyness we have also decided to throw a few more curve balls into the ball pin.  As of this past weekend we are officially on the hunt for our...

"Traditions are behaviors and actions that you engage in again and again – regular rituals that you perform at the same time and/or in the same way. Traditions can be big or small, but they differ from routines and habits in that they are done with a specific  purpose  in mind and require  thought  and  intentionality . Meg Cox, the author of  The Book of New Family Traditions , defines family ritual as “any activity you purposefully repeat together as a family that includes  heightened attentiveness  and  something extra that lifts it above the ordinary ruts .” Traditions, when done right, lend a certain magic, spirit, and texture to our everyday lives." Brett and Kate McKay As we approach the wonderful holiday season my heart begins to journey  back to childhood memories and the family traditions that make those memories so perfect. I come from a large family filled with lots of cousins, tons of laughter, and of course many tradit...

Finally I have a moment to sit, reflect, and enjoy some of our wonderful memories from our Disney Moon. I cannot seem to find the words to express just how enchanting that week was. It was magical, but should I have really expected anything different, after all it is disney!  We arrived early Thursday afternoon and was welcomed at our wonderful resort, Port Orleans Riverside. I had done a decent amount of research on which resort would be romantic, fun, and not to much of a splurge. Port Orleans was the perfect match, especially because Kaleb had been stationed in New Orleans for three years. It was the best of both worlds, disney and New Orleans. We of course had to get our happily ever after pins, and I absolutely adored being told congratulations by so many sweet people. It was a nice way of remembering that not only were we in Disney, but we were celebrating the beginning of our adventures as husband and wife.  Our...

I don't know about y'all, but its like the moment after we said "I do" this huge burdon of popping out babies is put on your shoulders. All of a sudden I feel as though I should be nesting, or joining a mommy group, or something along those lines. It's not only the pressure that comes from others, but the pressure I put upon my myself.  You may ask why in the world I would want to hurry up and put my body through such a traumatic experience, and the honest to goodness answer is I have no idea! The reality is I actually 100% do not want babies yet. I want to sleep in, go to the movies without a sitter, and enjoy MY TIME!   So the question remains... Why oh Why do I have baby fever??? Does anyone have answers? Comments? Advice on waiting? Advice on going for it?  This article has 10 things to do before you have kids, which I absolutely love!  http://www.beliefnet.com/Love-Family/Relationships/10-Things-to-do-Before-You-Have-Kids.aspx?p=5&u...

Don't be concerned about the outward beauty that depends on fancy hairstyles, expensive jewelry, or beautiful clothes. You should be known for the beauty that comes from within, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is so precious to God. ~ 1 Peter 3:3-4 As I sat this morning reading this verse in search of an uplifting and powerful verse about woman, one that would make me feel as though I could take on the world and all I would need is God on my side. Well that was exactly what I found, just not in the the way I thought it would be. I thought my heart would settle upon a verse about how women are as precious as jewels, or Proverbs 31 where the whole chapter is solely about being a Godly woman. But The Lord had other plans, and if I have learned anything in the last couple of months, it is best to listen to him when he is talking.  See I am so very guilty of seeking the approval of the world , through my makeup that must be perfectly ...

Presenting Mr. and Mrs. Kaleb Wilson These exact words were said a week ago as Kaleb and I became husband and wife in the presence of God, our families, and friends. It was honestly the most enchanting day of my entire life. It was a day filled with more mixed emotion than I had ever experienced in one day. Not only was I marrying my best friend, I was having the wedding of my dreams, and was being given away by the man that will always be my first love.  I remember standing in the church parlor trying to catch my breathe as I patiently waited with my daddy by my side to walk down the aisle to the man that would give me the moon if he could. Tears swelled in my eyes knowing that this would be the last walk I would take as a Heronimus, and the next strides I would took would be as a Wilson. I longed to be a Wilson, but my heart broke to give up a name that will always mean the world to me. The music began, and the butterflies filled my stomach. I took one last lo...