Moments...from becky keife

Hello, dear friends! I have loved meeting with you here for the last four years. We have shared many wonderful MOMENTS together, and for t...

 I was raised in a city that is 65% Hispanic. Growing up, my family hosted a slew of international students. I heard hushed tones of ...

I'm applying a second coat of concealer to mask the dark circles under my eyes -- ugly beautiful reminders of the heart bearing, soul sh...

  No, I'm not pregnant. It's not that type of big announcement and beginning again. We are content with our three-boy crew a...

In October, God opened the door for me to go to a blogging conference called Allume. I came back from that long weekend in South Carolina he...

I'm the girl who can never remember names of artists or song titles or lyrics. I'm always, "You know that one band with that so...

I'm craving my own space, my quiet, my time to think, breathe. Find reprieve. I'm missing what's been mine for the last five a...

What if you just rested? What if you closed the computer and powered down the phone? What if you turned off the music or the podcast or th...

My work day begins the moment I rise, often before the sun ever does, and doesn't end until my head hits the pillow when it's dark a...

Listen, my precious daughter,   Do you know how much I love you? Do you know how beloved I see you? Do you believe how deeply I...