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.
Remember this? It was taken the day after we arrived in Cambridge. We have now been here for three weeks and I finally feel like we are settling in. Things are finding their place and there are places to put […]
Ben will eventually write on his musical experience eventually, I promise. But for now, as I walk between the shadows of the Great St. Mary’s Cathedral and King’s College Chapel there is an everydayness which transcends the mystery of Cambridge. […]
The weekend was overflowing and after our first full week here I had begun to wonder what Cambridge looked like at night. When you have children your quiet evenings become a luxury savoured in the comfort of your own home […]
Now, I totally recognize that there are two fundamental problems with this post. The first one being that this it is entitled “Our Anniversary…” and yet I will talk more about food than I will about Ben. This is because […]
A huge thank you to all of you who prayed that Jakob would ease well into school. On Thursday I woke Jakob up in a hurry. While I had been awake for some time, time itself slipped away and I […]
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.
