Here’s A Story About a Lovely Lady . . .

On our belated honeymoon at Disney.

Perhaps I should start this introduction with, “Hi my name is Stacey-Lynne and I am an over sharer.”   I love God, I love my family and I (try to) love people but I am far from perfect.  Honesty, that as well as a little humour and a whole lot a hope is what I’m bringing to the table.

We live in a world where we all need encouragement. Seriously, I can hardly stand one more bad news story or on the flip side, the image of another perfectly put together woman. I wonder if you are like me, craving something authentic, something you can relate to.  That table I was talking about, it’s in my dining room, often it’s covered in too much stuff but I love to visit around that table. Now we both know I can’t have everyone physically at my table so how can you and I share a little visit?

I used to have a pen pal when I was younger, when her letters arrived it felt like a visit, a visit with someone so like me and yet so different. I really enjoyed getting to know that young girl in Japan and I think she enjoyed getting to know me as well. So I am proposing we become pen pals of the internet sort. Let me share with you a bit about who I am and what you can expect from our time together. Where to start . . . .

Sweetie and I getting a lesson on how to take selfies from a fabulous Disney cast member.

It was a dark and stormy night . . . No, not really. In life sometimes the most important nights, the ones that can change the rest of your life don’t have anything about them that would mark them as extraordinary. The night I met my future husband was a night like that. I don’t think on that September evening either of us would have guessed it was the start of the craziest, most challenging, amazing adventure of our life. We’ve been together for 25 years, 22 of those married and guess what? Neither of is us is bored yet.

Over those 25 years God has seen us through many career changes, several living arrangements and the birth of three wonderful children (in under three years) . We have had a lot of laughs and many, many happy times. We have also lived through some exceedingly dark valleys. In 2012 our family of five became a family of four, when our eldest child and only son ran into the arms of Jesus at the age of 15. As I typed that I felt a wave of sadness but I also felt myself smile, he ran into the arms of Jesus, such a remarkable thing for a child who had always been confined to a wheelchair. Joy and sorrow intermingled. I can’t wait to share more of our story with you. It really is a story of joy and sorrow intermingled, of God’s peace and hope during the darkest of days. A story of God’s provision, faithfulness and grace. A story worth telling.

Hunting the annual Christmas tree.

At the moment I am about to begin a new chapter in the adventure story of our lives. We have recently completed our homeschooling journey with both of our darling daughters graduating this past June. I find myself with the excitement of blank pages in front me.  As I figure out what this next chapter is going to look like I invite you along, it should be a fun ride.

This ride will take us into some thrift shops to find treasure, into the kitchen as I tackle food for health and a system that will work for our family. Frequently we will dive into the bible to meet with God and see how the scripture can help us live our lives to the fullest. You will hear all about my love affair with Disney and that I find time spent on the river or at the beach essential to life. I will share with you what I am currently reading and you will discover I have a ‘slight’ addiction to books. Hopefully we can help each other figure out the ongoing challenge of making a household run smoother, something I will probably still be struggling with when I am 80.

Everyone’s days are full and I am not any different. We all wear far too many different hats, it’s our own personal costume shop. What sort of a hat does a friend wear? Let’s start there. Grab your cuppa, put your feet up and we will spend a few minutes together.

Your new penpal,