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.
One phrase that often lands unsuspecting visitors in this space is “feeling inadequate as a mother”. It’s true. Blogger allows me to see the searched words and phrases from google that made me, this space, yes, my blog show up […]
As of late, there has been a discussion in the blogisphere surrounding the essence of “Therapy”. The question lingers: are we trying to make our children “normal”? After all, it is completely unnatural to be constantly surrounded by speech therapists, […]
What would I say? What would I say if I had the unhindered attention of a new parent of a child with a disability? First I would weep with them. Not because I feel sorry for them but because sometimes […]
Today, Ella had her first un-parented swimming lesson. Let’s just say, it didn’t go that well. There was a lot of lip, a lot of tears and very little swimming going on. She hated it. But then again, she doesn’t […]
I have been doing some more thinking on the idea of whether Ella will have Down Syndrome in Heaven. Many people have commented (most parents of individuals with Down Syndrome) that they agree that their children might have some of […]
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.
