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Happy Sunday everyone!!

Shirt – LOFT // Jeans – Madewell // Shoes – Target last year

I’ve always had a love hate relationship with Sundays.  I was very anxious growing up, especially when it came to school, so Sunday nights were terrifying for me.  Like when you’re at the very top of the roller coaster…right when you hit the apex. Everything stand stills for a second.  Your body freezes, anxiously awaiting the moment of descent that is about to hit you in the face and knock the wind out of you.  Well, that’s what Sunday nights felt like for me..  I still sometimes feel gloomy on Sunday nights just because it means the weekend is over, but my fear of Sundays has definitely subsided over time.

I loved Sunday mornings, though.  Just relaxing with the family, often enjoying coffee and breakfast together.  As my dad traveled a lot, the moments when we could all just casually be in each others’ presence were the best. I loved knowing everyone was there.


Today is so beautiful.  My dad just left for Argentina and I am sitting next to my mom on the couch.  (She has the SALDs…Sunday Afternoon Lie-Downs).  This morning after church the three of us stopped at Wegman’s.  If you don’t know what Wegman’s is I will tell you.  It is the best part about living in Pennsylvania.  The largest, most beautiful grocery store filled with endless aisles of so much delicious and fresh food.  All we needed was bread.  (They have the most heavenly fresh whole grain loafs).  We walked out with mangos, sushi, flowers, and fresh green juice as well.  (Not quite sure what was in the juice but it was green and it was yummy).  My mom made Avo toast with fried eggs when we got home and it was so good.  My favorite meals are on Sunday mornings.

I decided today that I’m going to start reading the Bible.  I grew up going to church every Sunday; I’m a confirmed Catholic.  However, I’ve always kind of view church as a chore.  It was just a thing we did together as a family. I would talk about Bible stories and what happened in church that day, but I don’t know if I ever truly believed it.


I have been through a lot in through a lot in the past two years. (You can read about that here.)  In fact there were many times that I thought to myself, “Why would God do this to me?”  But I always held on to this tiny sliver of faith that, eventually, things would get better.

So I guess I just wanna get to know that tiny little thing I held onto in my darkest moments.  That little sliver of faith I always had.  You know what Matthew says, “if you have faith as small as a mustard seed…nothing will be impossible for you.” What better time to start nurturing my faith than Easter season.

Have a blessed Sunday everyone.  Do not be afraid of the week!

Fondly, Emily


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  • Anna Sackett says:

    this is so exciting! I love reading your blog posts and now I can’t wait to follow along your journey of getting back into the scriptures. <3

  • Mom says:

    So, I cook and nap! 😉 My heart is happy that you are leaning on that “sliver.” Just remember, God doesn’t “do this” to you, he helps you deal with the “this!” Keep the faith, my love!

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