love after 18 years

18 years. Today marks 18 years of marriage to my best friend. 18 years ago, I would have said that love is flowers and dinners out. Holding hands and romantic dates. Gifts and love notes. It is all that, but it is so much more. It is clean windshields and full tanks of gas. It

Grateful Friday | 06.16.17

1. Piper and Peyton, these two annoying, furry things have been a part of our family for a year now. 2. Medical providers/facilities that earn my trust and make things happen. 3. A few days in Texas with my girl, sight-seeing and enjoying time together around medical appointments. 4. Lunch with Teetra (my Mom) and Kevin.

18 down, 2 to go

“A hero is someone who has given his or her life to something bigger than oneself” -Joseph Campbell 18 years ago, I kissed a guy goodbye and watched as the bus drove him away to one of his greatest life adventures. And challenges. 18 years ago, I cried the first tears of many. Tears of

Miscellaneous Monday

We leave for Hawaii on Wednesday y’all. Nothing is packed and my house is a disaster zone. Breathe, Lacey.   I finally got my main 2017 race schedule ironed out and paid for. So far, there is one local race and three travel races. I’ll probably pick up a couple more local races along the