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He Will Rescue You
Even when it feels like it won’t be okay, it will. As firm as I am in my faith, that doesn’t mean it never gets shaken. Sometimes my anxiety gets the better of me and I temporarily forget to give it to Him. That’s usually when I get hit over the head with that all-too-famous…
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One Slow Sacred Breath
Hey Lovies… Yesterday was one of those days where breathing is the only thing that makes sense — one slow, unsteady breath at a time. Coming back home after almost five years away has stirred up more than I expected. It’s been tender and tangled — like roots trying to remember where they belong. Lately,…
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Thank You, God — Even for the Hard Things
Hello, lovies 🌿 I know I’ve been a little sporadic with my posts lately — life has been a lot. We’re still settling into our new home (we only have 15 more boxes, which feels like a victory), and trying to find a rhythm that makes sense for this new season. Add to that the fact that…
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Home Again
by: Jenny After four and a half years in Georgia, I finally made my way back home to Illinois. What I thought would be a fresh start turned into a sacred season of healing, silence, and rediscovery — and now, as I settle into this new chapter, I can finally say with peace in my…
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Finding Joy in the Small Moments
Hello, my Lovies— It’s been a minute. Life has been a lot over here lately. We’ve had illness, endless organizing, and all the chaos of preparing for this massive move. Honestly, the closer we get, the more anxious I feel that something is bound to go wrong. And before you come at me—I know all…
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Practical Magic
Because sisterhood, candles, and midnight margaritas are sacred in their own way Last night, I curled up with a blanket, a cup of tea, and one of my favorite comfort movies: Practical Magic. Because duh — all the fall vibes. 🍂 Midnight margaritas, a cozy old house with ivy-covered walls, a sisterhood of women who…
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When Illness Wakes Old Wounds
(and Why It Feels Harder Now) Hello my loves, Buckle up—this morning’s musings are a little heavier. Come sit with me by the water for a minute. I’ve had the dreaded “C” on my mind lately. No surprise there—I’m part of a few cancer communities, even some specifically for childhood survivors. And as we near…
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The Longest Grocery Line Is My Spa Day
Confessions from a mom who hides in the closet (and the car, and the bathroom…) Hello Lovies! I know it’s been a minute since I’ve posted anything. Please forgive my absence—things have been quite hectic as we get closer to our big move back home. With my husband’s work and travel schedule, this momma has…
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Faith Over Fear
When doubt is loud, let fiath speak louder. Hey lovies, Can I be honest? I’ve been wrestling with some fear lately. When I started writing here a few months ago, I wasn’t sure what to expect. But it’s been such a joy. The sweetest messages and little comments have meant more to me than you…
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The Gathering That Never Happens
In some parts of the country, community happens without a formal invitation. Neighbors wander over for a backyard bonfire, kids run barefoot between houses, and someone always brings an extra chair just in case a new friend shows up. But here — at least where we live — it’s different. People are friendly, but gatherings…
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Woven Prayers and Frying Pans
“When the answers come softly- and the reminders hit hard.” Hello Lovies, It’s only Tuesday, and already this week has come in swinging—with a cast iron skillet straight to the soul. You know the kind of week I’m talking about—the one where the days blur, your chest feels tight, and that Sunday morning peace starts…
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Love One Another
Even When You Want to Throat Punch Them Hello, Lovies— Now, before we dive in, let me just say this upfront: yes, this one has a biblical theme. But trust me—it’s not here to preach at you. This isn’t just for church folks. It’s for humans. Are you human? Okay, good. Any non-humans or politicians in…
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Love One Another
Even When You Want To Throat Punch Them Hello, Lovies— Now, before we dive in, let me just say this upfront: yes, this one has a biblical theme. But trust me—it’s not here to preach at you. This isn’t just for church folks. It’s for humans. Are you human? Okay, good. Any non-humans or politicians in…
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No Throat Punching Today (But It Was Close)
How I Pray Instead Of Reacting Hello lovies, A dear friend recently asked me to write about using her ninja skills to not throat punch people—LOL. It made me laugh, but it also hit home. Because today? Today is one of those days where throat punching sounds like a perfectly reasonable option.I kid! (But… do I? 😉)…
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Still Figuring It Out at 42
A letter from the messy middle of becoming an adult Hello loves, I’ve been struggling a bit this past week… Okay, okay—if I’m being honest, I’ve been struggling a lot over the past few years.But that’s a story for another day. Today, let’s talk about adulting. Let’s just say it: adulting, in so many ways, can suck.There—I said…
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The Bravest Thing I Can’t Do
Why facing my kids with truth feels harder than facing the rest of the world- and why I’m choosing to do it anyway. Okay lovies… here’s a good one. Today, I am not feeling very brave. Let’s face it—most days, I fake it until I make it. Especially when it comes to my kids. More so with…
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The Quiet Undoing at Forty-Two
On aging, awakening, and the long road back to myself Hello loves, I woke up this morning in a strange head space—one that’s probably been lingering under the surface since I got back from vacation. A little restless. A little sad. A little uncertain. Monday, I’ll turn 42. Now, I know that’s not exactly old—but it’s…
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Unzipping the Costume
A Heart In Transition Hello Loves, Welcome back to Everything Bagels and Grace. It’s been a whirlwind of a week, and I’m sorry I went quiet for a bit. But I took my vacation seriously—spent time with the family, did some house hunting, and tried to be fully present in that space. I had considered throwing…
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When Love Makes You the Villain
A mother’s heart breaks quietly while doing what’s right — even when her child can’t see it yet. Heartbreak is tough. When we’re young girls growing into women, they tell us: “One day, a man will break your heart, and you’ll never be the same.” And yes — that’s true. But they forget to tell…
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In Between Places
When everything’s shifting — and your feet aren’t quite on the ground, but your heart still hopes. I’m not quite sure how I’m still standing upright. We haven’t even started packing yet… and I’m already running on empty. This move — emotionally, logistically, spiritually — has been astronomical. There’s no other word for it. This…
