week thirty-four

Sun, sand, salty air and the sound of waves crashing upon the shore refreshed me; I am grateful for time to rest.

meg | iPhone 7+

We don’t always know where we are going or where the journey will lead us; thankfully our friends, our pilgrimage companions, are there with encouragement, hope, and love.

staci lee | iPhone 7+

week thirty

Tears and anger bubbled out of me as I felt all my feelings; the little girl in me found healing in this moment.

meg | iPhone 7 +

After twelve years of reading and reading No Man Is an Island, I was ready for a new copy; may I learn as much from this powerful text in the next twelve years as I have over the last twelve years.

staci lee | Canon 5Diii

week twenty-eight

As I spend time alone in solitude and silence, I find I’m more and more comfortable in my skin; I like the woman I am becoming.

meg | iPhone 7+

I am slowly learning what to hold onto and what to let go of; my hands, days, and heart have been full of good and beautiful things.

staci lee | Canon 5Diii


Savoring the sweet moments makes the difficult ones more bearable.

meg | iPhone 7+

Even the smallest traditions are beautiful, sacred, and significant; at the intersection of being passed from one generation to another, they hold heartbreak and joy all at once.

staci lee | canon 5Diii