First of all - This past Sunday we attended church at Westminster Cathedral and the second reading was from Paul’s letter to the Ephesians. How great is that! When I explained to my older son that that was where we had just visited, the reading took on a whole new meaning for him. And for me too, actually.

We are now back home after a summer abroad. It was a great experience, both for our family and for our children. So rarely do they have the opportunity to experience life outside of our small town. Yet there is something about coming home that is the best part of going away. I would not trade our summer in London for anything, yet I know that it would not be the same if we lived there. It was special, because it was unique. And being at home is special, because it is unique to our family. This is where the daily memories, routines and traditions take place. There truly is no place like it.

Yet as we return, our schedules become busier and our lives return to the chaos - and sometimes the stress - that is not unique to our family. And that too, makes us who we are.

I will be back on the blog more often now that we are home. And most importantly, I look forward to hearing from you and returning to sharing the message of my story.