Done with Stuff - Minimalism as a Manual for Living Intentionally

I feel so done with stuff. Stuff that’s been created without intention. Stuff that’s distracting me from what I really want to focus on. Stuff in my house that...

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How To Not Eat All The Candy This Halloween

We have a large box full of cheap decorations that my husband Randy pulls out of the attic a week or two each year before Halloween. When our two boys, Cole and Will Riley, were...

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On The Road to a Simple Truth

We were sitting around the largest conference room table, all 40 of us, when our CEO announced that she had been offered an opportunity at a different company in a different...

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A Minimalist In The Making

My husband Randy has always been a minimalist. He was born and raised in Grosse Pointe, an affluent suburb of Detroit full of 1920’s mansions. His teen years were spent...

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A Summer Full of Whole Moments

It’s easy to stand on top of a mountain and see beauty. But for many it’s much harder to see beauty in the everyday. Like a delicious and colorful dinner that...

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Split into a Thousand Functions

For the first time in over 9 years I felt like I wasn’t split into a thousand functions. In mid July my husband Randy packed up his Ford 250 truck, our 7.5 and 9 year...

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A Simply Full System

This past Sunday my husband Randy and I took our 9 year old Cole and 7 year old Will Riley mountain biking. We drove up to Golden Gate Canyon, a Colorado State Park located...

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A very simple "I do"

The first time I met Randy I knew he was the one—he had bleach-blond hair, a tie-dyed shirt on and I'm pretty sure I saw a twinkle in his eyes. He was night and day...

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