Growth. That was my word for 2017. Even when I didn't want it. Especially when I didn't want it. This was the year that forced me to face some pretty terrifying demons. I've learned more about myself this year than I have in the past ten. I met (and learned from)...
family
And just like that, we bought a house.
We have the keys. To a home that, at times, I thought would never be ours. I'm pretty sure I've had more gray hair appear in the last two months than I've ever had (and this could be in part due to the fact that I'm about to be 33, and 33-year-olds have problems like...
This Big, Beautiful Rainbow
"Now I'll get to the part that you're really wanting to know, which is, yes, Grayson is on the Autism Spectrum, grouped under the high-functioning area of autism, but he is considered to be on the spectrum." Grayson is on the Autism Spectrum. I think I said that...
I Hear the Mourning Dove and Think of Him
There's something about the arrival of summer that makes me miss my grandfather, or Grandaddy, as he was affectionately known, like the dickens. Maybe it's the arrival of fresh tomatoes and green beans in the grocery store or the smell that the grass emits when it's...
I am the mother of a kindergartener. Wait, what?
Next Monday, Grayson starts kindergarten. As I sit and try to actually grasp this huge change, I am reminded of--and amazed by-- all the kids who start school each year, and how their parents don't sob uncontrollably all day every day leading up to this great event....
Goodbye to This House
This isn't any old house. This is the house of my childhood. The only constant that I've ever known in my almost-31 years. I've lived in a handful of houses over the years and haven't missed a single one. Even getting there was an adventure. At that time, highway 77...
Our last weeks as a family of three.
I can't believe that our tiny little Velez clan unit is just mere weeks (maybe days!) away from being a family of four. These last couple of months have flown by, and while I feel like I'm prepared for the baby (or, as prepared as you ever are when a newborn is fast...
Kicking Myself in the Feels.
This weekend, one of my brothers is getting married. Well, he's technically a cousin, but he's one of those love-him-like-your-own-brother cousins. We grew up together and spent entire summers together at my grandmother's house at Lake Norman just north of Charlotte,...