Drinking all the cups of coffee. Sharing all the drops of bliss. Creator of a cozy home & mama village.
I think I began decorating in early grade school. I clearly remember drawing a dividing line down the middle of the room that I shared with my sister, and guarding the tidiness, organization, and flow of my half of the space. My tomboy self lived outdoors on the acres of land that my parents owned,... Continue Reading →
The rains just keep coming in this new land of Texas where we arrived two weeks ago, and I'm 90% sure that we will all jump into a raft and float out into the Gulf this weekend. The month of May or not, "April Showers" still seem to be here with a vengeance. It is... Continue Reading →
I knew this day would come. The day that we stripped our walls bare. Our home is just a house now. Ready and quiet and waiting for its next occupants. And, unfortunately, our buyer backed out, so I don't know who will hang art next on the big vaulted walls by the front window or... Continue Reading →
Abby has been talking about her 5th birthday party for AT LEAST six months, probably more. And even though my introverted-self doesn't naturally love to host parties, I am learning to love my children in the ways that they crave. In the ways that make them know that they are seen and known and understand... Continue Reading →
It's been dreary and cold and completely uninspiring outside our windows lately. Naturally, all I want to do (and am doing quite a lot of) is to eat expensive cheese, drink coffee, and burrow into couches and beds with my babies. I don't particularly want to run (not to mention, I've given up regular running... Continue Reading →
I was once told by a college English professor that my writing "soared on the heights of fancy." I treasured that as a compliment and had no way of knowing how fiercely the next decade or so would attempt to steal the joy of whimsy. My girlish heart then longed for fairy-tale endings complete with... Continue Reading →
In this season of writing little and living lots, I realize that I've changed. Perhaps more than I even fully appreciate yet. But haven't we all? When I first began blogging, I was fresh out of college at the mature age of 20 and immersed in my first teaching job. I. HAD. NO. CLUE. WHAT.... Continue Reading →
I've been waiting a long time to say that the Hasz family has finally come home. Matter of fact, I think I've honestly been waiting for some sort of a culmination. A mix of the "fire by night," the "cloud by day," and the promises of jobs, babies and peace to all align. Ever since... Continue Reading →
