brothers

Motherhood and siblings

November 11, 2012 By Erika Zane

It doesn’t take much to make me cry these days. Over the years, sentiment has often been lost on me. …
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Wordless Wednesday: 7 months of brotherly love

November 7, 2012 By Erika Zane

When Wyatt was first born I wrote a post about the love between siblings – Siblings. A gift to each…
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What I love most about having more than one child

August 30, 2012 By Erika Zane

I never understood why my mom cared so much about my sister and me having our own unique interests. I…
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Siblings. A Gift To Each Other.

April 7, 2012 By Erika Zane

“The best gift you can give them… Each other!” My friend Heather made this comment on the above picture when…
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Hello and welcome. It’s been a while. For Lent this year I decided to fast from the thing that took too much of my attention from what is truly important: Social Media. Though there are countless amazing benefits to Social Media, after about a month offline so far, there are seemingly just as many negatives. I never realized how much of my brain had been hijacked by it. I’ve had so many revelations about how much easier it is to move forward when I’m not constantly reminded of the past. But I still want to record my family as they grow at this ridiculous speed and, I’m realizing, so many of our family’s memories are here. Those along with so many of the struggles and stages we’ve worked through. Maybe in the midst of COVID19 isolation and my kids around me so often, I’m brought back to a time when they were too young for school and with me so often. Writing here during that time helped make up for the limited adult conversation in my days and the overwhelm provided by my… little treasures 😉 My husband, fur babies, three fiesty kids, and I hereby extend an invitation to visit this little sneak peak into our life. We’re super flawed and broken and there aren’t too many dull moments around here. And I promise it’s not always as magical as some of my golden hour, sun-soaked images would suggest. There’s usually too much coffee in my system and we welcome all the prayers. Come on over if you want to process with me.