So why would I name my blog “No Words”? Why would anyone name a blog that? After all, a blog is filled with words, right? Well, here’s the backstory. Lately, I’ve been thinking about how much I love to write. I’m not the best writer in the world, but I do believe I’m gifted and
Our almost 4-year-old daughter, Harper is very wild, outgoing and silly (she takes after her father). However, she’s also a loving, gentle and surprisingly honest soul for her age. We found a dollar once on the ground at Giant Eagle and after I asked the lady in front of us if it belonged to her,
My three-year-old daughter doesn’t like to go upstairs by herself, especially at night. If you’re already wondering if this is about how my house is haunted or something, don’t worry… it’s not. She just simply doesn’t feel comfortable and always asks us to stay near if she has to get something or has to go
I’m not one to watch the news often, just ask my husband. All this turmoil and pain in the world puts such a heavy burden on my heart and I just can't stand the weight of it. Plus, I feel like the news has a sly way of instilling additional fear in our minds. My
I’ve been feeling very overwhelmed lately. I try not to show it though since I don’t want to bring others down. Well, maybe my husband can tell. Maybe he’s even feeling the same way. We both just have a lot on our plates right now. There’s so much behind the scenes stuff that goes into
I always knew I was adopted ever since I was a very young child. My Mom was really transparent with me and never made it a secret that she was not my biological mother. However, it never made her love me any less and it never made me love her any less (although I did
A few weeks ago, my husband and I were on our way to the grocery store to stock up on some nutritious foods. We’ve both been doing so well eating healthier and cutting back on sugar so we were pumped up. Sometimes, I completely binge on junk food and other times, I can go weeks
A few weeks ago, someone did something very wrong to me. I was warned not to trust them, but I didn’t take heed to wisdom and I trusted them anyway. The situation ended up resulting in me not only losing time, but money as well. Naturally, I was angry and felt completely fooled and used.
Okay, so I’m a big fan of Pinterest, but I’ll let you in on a little secret. My DIY craft projects don’t always come out looking nearly as amazing as the ones on there. *Gasp*… but Natasha, you’re so crafty. I know, I know. But hey, it has to stop somewhere right? I’ll give you
I went through old photos back in November. The snapshots of me and my husband’s lives before we met were all mixed together in one giant storage bin. Despite the fact that we didn’t have any ancient “throwbacks” of us two in there, it still felt right… seeing all of our individual memories blended together
Just a heads up…this isn’t some cliché letter about how I love you anyway despite the fact that you don’t like me (although I do). Instead, I want to tell you … I get it. Yes, that’s right - I said I understand. Just hear me out. A few months ago, I was driving home.