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.
I hate thinking about what to make for dinner. I actually enjoy the cooking part, but the whole coming up with something is debilitating….seriously. And like so many of you, I am a mom on the go and don’t have […]
It has become very apparent that I live, not in Alberta, Canada but in Narnia: the land of “always winter, never Christmas.” It’s enough to drive one to insanity. The sun is no encouragement and rather adds insult to injury […]
It’s been cold….and Saturday was no exception. The sun made it bearable as Ben and I strolled through Kensington, sipping coffee, eyeing cupcakes and window shopping. The sun went down however, and the balmy -25 was making me miserable until […]
One of the first passages of scripture I read in 2011 was from Ecclesiastes. Now, I have realized in the 7 years since I graduated from Bible College that I am no scholar. Where once I thrived on theological debate […]
When I was younger my tactic for falling asleep was to imagine what my life would be like. I would create in my mind, pictures of my wedding or my house, or Christmas. The images would come alive like a film […]
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.
