TRAVEL...

My love for travel began when I was a little girl, inseparable from my mom.... wherever she went, I followed. She had this incredible gift of making everything, even the ordinary, feel like an adventure. My dad worked hard to bring life to her dreaming, and together they instilled in us a love for exploring . We quickly learned the value of traveling as a family, which became a tradition of adventure and discovery that shaped my heart and filled my soul. We would embark on many adventures, but the road trips out west are the ones most dear to my heart. The kind where the miles seem to disappear as laughter and conversation filled the car. These journeys, filled with wide-open spaces and breathtaking landscapes, are etched in my heart. They are the stories I can't wait to share and recreate with my own family one day. Traveling has a way of immersing me in new experiences that I never want to end, while simultaneously deepening my heart for home. Each destination brings a fresh perspective, a chance to see God's creation in all its splendor. The mountains, rivers, and endless skies remind me of His infinite creativity, and I often find myself in awe, unable to fathom the beauty before me.