It’s a word that holds something different for everyone.  Ask my five year old and he’d say he has a passion for watermelon and bugs.  Ask my husband and he’d say the gym. Ask me and it’d depend on the day.

Of course, I don’t literally mean my passions change everyday.  I do mean my passions have seasons.  Some seasons are longer than others.  Some have stuck around since I was little.  Some have taken a back seat to life. Some have faded quickly and some are just beginning.

I intend this space to be a bit of a diary, focusing on our journey as foster parents, love and simply my life.

Thanks for coming on this journey and watching these passions unfold.



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