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  • I carry your heart with me

    Here is a letter I wrote Maisley when I was 35 weeks pregnant and she was still “Bean”. i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) – E.E. Cummings Dear Bean, You…

  • Just as we are now

    :: MaisleyNienhuis@gmail.com :: She won’t need it for a while, considering she’s only five months old, but I wanted her to have an email address just in case {and a clean one without any numbers or silly characters}. Although, around the year 2030, will email even be a thing? Or will she just simply write her note into thin air and it…

  • For Jack.

    A legend; humble in his adventures, wild at heart, a shipmate, friend to many. High wispy clouds, a golden haze on the horizon. Deep blue water, an oasis of childhood memories. Waves crashed on the three arch bay, ebb and flow, ebb and flow. Bringing in peace, washing away grief. Family and friends gathered; from every season, from every adventure,…

  • It’s About Time

    I am so overly aware that my time as a new mom is precious. “The days are long but the years are short. Enjoy it. It goes by too fast!”, they say.  Time is an interesting character. A thing of its own. Ticking away either much too slow or way too fast. I feel at the mercy of time, now more than ever.…

  • 8 Ways to Embrace the Single Lady Life

    I love that my family shares my passion for writing. I think we all learn from each other and each have our own stories to tell. Here is another humorous blog post from my littlest sister Michelle Lynn Loftus. Enjoy every day and do what YOU want. You have no one else’s agenda to abide by. While I am looking forward to the…

  • Tales From The “Baby” of Four Girls

    We have a special guest blog post today by Michelle Loftus, my baby sister, who makes me laugh and smile every single day. I can honestly say that I am who I am because of my God-given situation: having three older sisters and being the baby in my family. I have experienced more first-place medals, birthdays, break ups, and graduations than any typical 24-year-old,…

  • How old is too old for the egg hunt?

    I have a confession. I am 29 years old and still participate in our annual Family Easter Egg Hunt. The tradition began as young kids at my Aunt’s house and we never quite grew out of it. My sister and I are the oldest of 15 cousins. She just had a baby boy and I have a little bean of my…

  • New City, Old Me

    I’m used to having someone by my side now. I enjoy the comfort of an arm to hold, someone to share things with and tell my weirdest thoughts to. Especially when that someone is my husband who I am my total and complete self around. The 24-year-old Jenna who lived alone in another country had no such comforts. She lugged…

  • Thick Skin: Advice From A Tree

    I stepped outside for a casual stroll at dusk, my favorite time of day.  No headphones, cell phone or husband with me today. The air felt dry and warm intermixed with pockets of cool air as I passed by large trees and bushes.  I had been writing all day and my mind felt abundantly clear of absolutely everything. The world around me was in high definition. The…

  • My Stationary, Travel Journal

    For Christmas, my sister got me a travel journal.  Fully equipped with faded maps of the world to write over and outlined boxes to capture memorable moments. The pages are lined with inspiring quotes like…. “I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake.” “Don’t hurry, don’t worry. You’re only here for a short visit so be sure…