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.
While the first of September evokes the giddiness of a new school year, crisp nights and routine, October brings with it, Autumn in it’s golden glory, a season of thankfulness and a season of awareness. There was something in the […]
Many people think that I am a very confident woman. My poise, reserve and assertiveness can often come across as offensive….. But in reality…. I am just as insecure as most of the woman out there.I question my beautyI question […]
Can you feel it? Evenings are becoming cooler Can you smell it? Sharpened pencils and fresh school supplies. Can you see it? Kids going back to school: a little bit older, a little bit wiser, a little more secure. September […]
Early last week we said goodbye to my cousin, Ben and his girl friend Emelie who stopped by before they closed off their two month long trip to Europe. That marked the end of our visitors…for just over two weeks […]
Lately, I have allowed myself to give some thought to where I would like to be come Fall 2012. I know I am not supposed to be thinking about that yet. We are only 2 months in but they have […]
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.
