Cultivating Gratitude: Day 3
Today has been one of those days that is hard to make sense of…that is, if there is any sense to be made of it. The truth is, most days take the same shape. I wake up ready to greet […]
Hi, I’m Krista.
Strategic communicator and storyteller.
I am the wife of a very talented musician who takes me around the world in pursuit of excellence. Mama to Jakob, Audrey and Ella, who just happens to have Down Syndrome.
And an aspiring disciple of Jesus, defender of the oppressed, writer, graphic designer and photographer.
I write and speak on navigating through the fog of life…you know, when things don’t go exactly as planned and am fuelled by a passion to amplify the voices of those on the margins…
oh, and coffee…lots of coffee.
Today has been one of those days that is hard to make sense of…that is, if there is any sense to be made of it. The truth is, most days take the same shape. I wake up ready to greet […]
When my children pray, it follows a standard pattern. It goes something like this, “Dear God, Thank you for this day. Thank you that we could go to Grandma’s house and have ice cream. Thank you that we could have […]
On September 12th, I posted on twitter “10 years of _______________”. What do you say about ten years of marriage? It certainly has not be “bliss” but rather ten years of some of the best days of my life, some […]
It has been said that it takes an average of 66 days to form a new habit. I want to get into the habit of gratitude. In North America, we suffer from the disease of entitlement. We feel that […]
Hi, I’m Krista.
Strategic communicator and storyteller.
I am the wife of a very talented musician who takes me around the world in pursuit of excellence. Mama to Jakob, Audrey and Ella, who just happens to have Down Syndrome.
And an aspiring disciple of Jesus, defender of the oppressed, writer, graphic designer and photographer.
I write and speak on navigating through the fog of life…you know, when things don’t go exactly as planned and am fuelled by a passion to amplify the voices of those on the margins…
oh, and coffee…lots of coffee.