Lost, But Holding Hands

Thirty days. More than four hundred things. Three people. One weird goal. For the month of September, the our family is going to play the 30 Day Minimalism Game. The #MinsGame is one of those things that's simple, but not easy. Each day, for the 30 days in September, we will work to eliminate objects from our lives. On September 1st, we'll pick one item. On September 2, two items. September 3? That's three items. You get the idea. By the end of September--after 30 days of playing--our family hopes to remove 465 objects from our possession.  Why attempt such a thing? Why not. An absence of clutter in the physical sets the stage for an absence of clutter in the heart and mind. Clarity. That's the real goal. Clarity and contentment. What if what we have isn't actually what we want? Guidelines: Everyone plays You are in control of "your stuff" Everyday trash doesn't count Try to stick to physical items (digtial purging is a thing, t...

memorial day weekend: bennett spring / lebanon KOA; arrive saturday, depart monday it's the wednesday after memorial day and we're just 2 sleeps and a wake up from our next adventure. this friday we're heading back to my original stomping ground in north-central missouri. there's a nice rv park with some fun things to do that's only about 10 minutes from the town i grew up in. i'm looking forward to seeing some family and taking another weekend to "slow down fast".  since we're getting into the meat of the season i'm excited to do that more and more in the coming weeks. it's the real reason i love taking our travel trailer out. slowing down and reconnected with self, nature, and family feel so necessary and refreshing. i remember spending hours at state park campsites as a child doing...well, nothing. not literally nothing, but nothing in comparison to regular life. the nothingness is powerful. there is beauty in just BEING...

The joy is in the journey. I woke up a few minutes before the boys so that I could update our poor, neglected blog before getting ready for church.  Unfortunately, by the time I made it to the couch to begin writing both the husband and the little one are awake.  From up in the bedroom I hear the sweet shouts of my loves asking for coffee and chocolate milk.  I must oblige because something about their sweet, simple conversations make me swoon. So off I go to make coffee and chocolate milk as I listen to Mickey Mouse Clubhouse begin playing in our bedroom.... We spent yesterday afternoon a "family adventure".  These are day trips that daddy plans much to mom's dismay (I do not do well in the unknown).  In the end, these daddy days are always incredibly fun, little man is tuckered out and I feel hugely blessed to be in love with such an amazing man.  So yesterday we loaded up the car and stopped for adventure day snacks at the gas station.  I like ...