Growing up spending summers along the coast of Maine and in the Lowcountry of South Carolina, I was drawn to the fields of flowers. In Maine, my grandmother and I would paint the fields – often filled with greens, yellows, pinks and purples. I loved lupines and am always reminded of Nanny when I see them. In the Charleston area, I spent a lot of time at Boone Hall Plantation with my family, where I fell in love with one field in particular that was always filled with bright colors in the springtime.
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Camellias Rhododendron Lemon Tree II The Orange Tree I Burst of Joy Orange Crush Lemon Drop Peaches and Cream Floral Bouquet
The Paper Heart Diaries

On a regular day – a day filled with a long day at work, followed by making sure my children were fed, did homework, loved and ready for bed – I struggled to get the laundry done. I was just over it. The mundane. The every day chores. The keeping up with it all. Why did I do this every day? Wasn’t there a better way? Why are we called to feel like housekeepers for those that live in our house?
Continue reading “The Paper Heart Diaries”Finding Healing: The Look Up Collection
I can’t even remember when I quit painting. I put the paintbrush down and never picked it back up. Life became busy with two children and working full-time. Somewhere in the mess, creating artwork no longer brought me joy and instead became a way to bring in extra money. And as any artist knows, that’s a recipe for losing the drive, motivation and inspiration.
Continue reading “Finding Healing: The Look Up Collection”Slowing Down
Along with the majority of US citizens, I made some New Years Resolutions. I vowed to workout, eat right and feel better about myself. I was on a roll – 42 days into a 100 day workout series, training for a 10k race in March and watching what I ate.
Then February hit. And became a black hole.
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I read something recently talking about letting go when it comes to your kids and it got me thinking. A lot.
It’s the eve of the first day of school. Summer is over. Our glorious, family-focused and memory-filled summer is over. My biggest starts fourth grade tomorrow. My youngest turns three next week. Where did the time go?
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