Has It Really Been 6 Months?

I can’t believe it has been almost 6 months since I last blogged.  It’s been quite a year to say the least.  Maybe someday I’ll share some of the details with you.  We’ll just have to wait and see what God allows me to write and what I end up choosing to keep just between He and I.  Regardless, this morning I finally decided it’s time to re-enter.  I think I’m happy about it.  We’ll see.  In the last few weeks I have had multiple people whom I didn’t even know followed my writing to ask if I was ever going to blog again.  I think it has been through them that God has started to prompt me back into sharing life with you all again.  So thank you my new friends and “hello” again to everyone else.  I hope you will keep reading.  I hope it will be worth all of our time.

I would caution you this…you will quite possibly sense a different me in these next days.  The realities of life have their way of changing a person and causing them to see things in quite different light.  I know for sure that some of the silliness that you once saw me post will be few and far between.  I’ll only be writing when I have something to say that is worthy for the space in my brain and yours.  I guess we’ll just wait together and see what God does…which is the basic theme of my life these days anyway.

As for today, I just want to share with you the one beautiful constant my life has had over the last year. . .my wonderful family.  Jenny Gizzi took these pictures of us just weeks before we moved from Superior this fall.  Isn’t she great?!  If Kevin, Emma, Claire and Olivia were the only blessings God ever chose to give my life from this point on, I’d without a doubt be more blessed than any one person ever deserves.

Enjoy your weekend, friends.

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15 Years

Fifteen years ago today I woke up Mrs. Kevin Colon.  And as of today I still don’t remember how to add that little accent mark to the second “o” when I type it on my computer.

I’ve been trying to think of something clever to say that would sum up these years in a way that is blog worthy instead of novel length.  Truth is, the story is pretty long if you want to start talking about the fact that in 15 years we have parented 3 lovely girls (one who will actually be a teenager in 8 short days!), lived in 3 different states (celebrating 10 years in Colorado this summer!), finished seminary early on together, planted a church, loved a community, loved each other,  traveled across the world multiple times, gotten grayer, learned to eat and live like a true Boulderite, fought and loved and followed God boldly and courageously, doubted, struggled, homeschooled, became exhausted, fought both with each other and with God, made up, fought and made up some more. . .  And those are just the boundaries in which the real story lies.  Fifteen years have flown by.  Everyone always says that’s what time does.  They’re right.  And yet, at times it feels like we are just getting started.  One thing is for sure.  The blue and brown eyed man next to me in the picture is who I plan to start with, finish with and savor the in between with every day that God allows our story to keep unfolding.  I am definitely 15 years and one day blessed today.

Best Way to Experience Westcliffe, Colorado

Kevin has tried for years to get me to ride a horse.  Finally, this time I decided to say “yes.”  Between you and me, I’m actually pretty glad I did.  It was supposed to be a “Happy Father’s Day” gift to Kevin.  It was a pretty great gift to me, too.  🙂  We took a 6am early morning ride through the Sangre de Cristo’s in Westcliffe, CO, last week.  And what was my reward?  Well, the ride included breakfast.  Bacon and eggs sound typical for a breakfast trail ride, right?  Nope!  OATMEAL and fruit! (you surely know by now it’s my favorite food, right?)  God was taking good, good care of me once again! 🙂

Speaking Truth

You are loved.
You are valuable.
You are brave.
You are beautiful.
God has big plans for you.
You can do anything.
You are a daughter of the King. . .

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how necessary it is to speak truths into the hearts of my girls. The world will only tear them down – especially as young ladies in our culture. It’s so important for me as Mom to diffuse the lies they will encounter and build their confidence in who God created them to be.


Yesterday we spent a family day at the mall and movies with Kevin’s dad. Way to go, my BRAVE Emma! 2 years ago she got her ears pierced only to get so infected that she had to let them grow back together. It was a traumatic experience for us all because of her pain. I really didn’t think she would ever give piercing a second chance.

BUT, yesterday, Emma decided to be brave.

Proud of you, my brave daughters!


My Talented Trio

Some families have garage bands…others have basement dance floors.  🙂  Check out what my sweet girls created together for their school talent show this week!  Yes, they’re cute and even a little bit talented, but what this Mommy is most proud of is to see three daughters who love each other and want to work and play together to create such fun for all of us to enjoy.  Kevin and I are ridiculously blessed by these girls!

Every Good Country Girl. . .

. . .should know how to shoot a gun! 🙂

Last week my girls and I took an unexpected trip back to Kentucky to visit my grandfather who is really sick.  We caught a high school girls basketball game, ate at Cracker Barrel (of course), shopped downtown Princeton and enjoyed family for a few winter days.

Winter in Kentucky, though, feels much like spring right now.  I wish I had taken pictures of all the daffodils (or buttercups) already lining the hillsides and yards.  It’s February for goodness sake!

And on one of those sunny days Pop decided to take these city girls and make them hunters in training. . .

I think there might just be a little country blood in these city girls after all!

Proud Momma!