Another day, another adventure.

Thank you for visiting The Curve and the Calling. This lifestyle blog will give you a glimpse into the beautiful mess that is my life. There will be laughs, there may be a few tears, but my hope is that you will always find something here that will spark your creativity, or at the very least, inspire a smile.

I live on the curve and I’m constantly finding and pursuing my calling. Through grace, creativity, and Christ I’ve found my happy place in my life, and I believe it is worth sharing with others. That’s how The Curve and the Calling was born.

In the past, I’ll admit, I’ve been a bit of a serial blogger…

Through college I created and briefly maintained a total of four blogs. Each with very different themes and content; A testament to how desperately I was trying to find my “way” during those four years of discovery.

But I’ve found it – the “way”. Or at least, I’m a lot closer to finding it than I was back then. I can’t wait to share with you the things that have brought me so much fulfillment, joy, and contentment, as well as all the bumps and messes along the way.




Love is hard…work.


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There’s one phrase from Jonathan and I’s marriage counseling that will always stick with me: “Marriage, at its very best, is hard work.” I’d like to tweak that just a bit and say, “Relationships, at their very best, are hard work.” Let’s look outside of the scope of just love and intimacy. Take a look at the relationships you have with your friends, your parents, your coworkers. What state are those relationships in? How much work are both sides putting into it?

As I sat and though about Valentine’s Day this week I thought, “Man, I need to work on my relationships.” I noticed that I had begun to grumble about never getting to see my friends, not spending enough time with my parents, not having patience with my husband, and struggling to even tolerate some of the people I interacted with on a day-to-day basis. It wasn’t until I thought back to those words from our marriage counseling sessions that I realized I knew the reason these relationships weren’t growing; I wasn’t putting work into them – let alone hard work.

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As we wrap up the first month of the new year, I thought I’d share some thoughts about some personal goals I’ve made for myself in 2018.

The new year always brings a lot of reflection and soul searching. I’m not huge into resolutions, but I did spend some time thinking about some things I’d like to change and accomplish in 2018:

  1. Unplug. I started doing this by putting my phone away when I nurse my daughter. This may not sound like a big deal, but it wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. She eats every two hours for 20-30 mins at a time. Putting my phone down during this time allows me to enjoy every second of that time with her, instead of mindlessly scrolling through social media.
  2. Be warm. I don’t mean raising my body temperature. I started thinking about people who I love to be around and what it is about them that makes me want to be around them. I realized, they’re warm. Whether it’s their smile, the way they greet me, the way they hug, or their body language when we’re talking, there’s something about their character that’s warm and inviting. I think I have a tendency to come off as cold sometimes when I don’t really mean to. I want to be more aware of this so that I can make others feel warm when they’re around me.
  3. Read more. It’s pretty simple. Exercise my library card more!
  4. Journal. I’ve journaled on and off since I could write sentences. Every time I find an old journal entry, I think of how glad I am that I put that moment in time down in words, whether it was when I was 7 or 17. I journaled every week throughout my pregnancy with Emery and I recently read through it all. Reliving those nine months when I carried her in my belly brought up so many emotions! So, I dusted off an old notebook I used to jot down thoughts in college and started writing again. I mostly write lists: to-do lists, lists of things to read, movies to watch, or people to get a hold of. I also write down a “word of the week” at the end of each week. Just one word to sum up how my week went. It’s a quick, but good way to reflect on how I spent my time that week.
  5. Create. You’ll find this word on my “resolutions” list every year. I always want to continue to exercise and grow my creative abilities. I recently got a job teaching a photography class at our local arts academy. I’m also continuing my small business, Printed With Grace. I think this year I’d also like to find time to pick up painting again (:

I hope you’ve found time to reflect on some things you’d like to change or accomplish this year. Happy 2018, folks!





“Therefore, go and make disciples of all the nations” -Matthew 28:19

The Great Commission. It’s the greatest command, yet one that most of us find so hard to follow. “Go and make.”

All my life when I’ve heard or read this passage of scripture, my mind has gone to people who I believe are really going and making: missionaries, evangelists,  preachers who uproot their lives to move across the country to share the word. I never applied it to little ‘ol backwoods-midwest-can’t-afford-a-plane-ticket me.

Recently, I had an “a-hah!” moment with this verse. I just finished the book Called to Create: A Biblical Invitation to Create, Innovate, and Risk by Jordan Raynor. In it, Raynor references Dr. Kennon Vaughan when talking about the Great Commission. Vaughan says this, Continue reading “GO(ing)”


Christmas Magic

It’s that time of year. Time to get our holly jolly on!

Celebrating the holidays with a little one really does make things extra magical. Watching her little face light up when I plugged in the Christmas tree made my heart skip a beat. She’s at that age where anything with bright lights and vivid colors becomes the most interesting spectacle in the world. Her little eyes lock in on the twinkling lights and glittering tensile. And when I lay down beside her, cheek-to-cheek, and see what she sees, I see it too – Christmas magic!


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I’m a bit of a geek. I can geek out over the silliest things. Ask my husband. He just smiles and nods as I get excited and ramble on about art history, color theory, grammar, women’s studies and all the other things us extreme right-brained folk nerd out about. Today, it was a color that did it. Not just any color. Ultramarine.

It’s not so much the color itself that geeked me out (although it’s one of the coolest and richest colors in the world), but but rather the name of the color, and how it got such a name.

I just finished a book that described how the color ultramarine blue got its name. Ultra meaning “beyond” and marine meaning “sea”. So the color name literally translates to “beyond the sea”. What struck me about this is that ultramarine is literally named after the journey that it takes. Let me explain…

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Welcomed into Motherhood

I’m back!

It’s been six weeks since my last post, but for good reason! Our little wildflower made her grand entrance into the world on October, 19th. And our lives have changed in the best ways.

Emerson Hazel Scott has brought more joy, love and contentment into our little world than we ever thought possible. From the moment I heard her little cry, my whole being overflowed with inexplainable joy.

All those cliche things people tell you before you have a baby: “There’s nothing like parenthood”, “You’ll never be the same again”, “Holding your baby is the best feeling in the world”.

It’s all true. Every bit of it.

I know this is all old news to all you seasoned parents out there, but the newness of this crazy thing called “motherhood” has not worn off yet for me.

And I’m not quite sure it ever will. ❤


The waiting…

The tiny frilly dresses are hung in the closet. The flowery onesies are washed and folded. The tiny pink socks are tucked away in their drawer. The diapers are sorted. The baby swings and soothers are assembled. The bottles are sterilized and stored.

And now we wait.

As the impulse to nest fades and my energy levels wane, the anxious anticipation of meeting our little wildflower grows stronger and stronger.

I’ve never had patience. It’s the fruit of the spirit I most struggle with. But nothing prepared me for the impatience of waiting for something that means as much to me as my daughter does. As her little kicks and flutters fill my belly, her future fills my mind. She’s all I think about, day and night. What will she look like? What will she be like? Will she have her daddy’s dimples? What will she be when she grows up? On and on and on…into the wee hours of the morning I think about this little girl and practice patience like I never have before.

The Lord has taught me a thing or two about patience in these final, uncomfortable days of waiting. Romans 12:12 runs through my mind over and over as I lay awake each night:

“Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, and faithful in prayer.”


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Maternity Photos

We’ve been saving in preparation of my maternity leave. After crunching the numbers, there just wasn’t a lot of wiggle room in the baby budget for professional maternity photos. While this was disappointing to me, it didn’t discourage me from getting some anyway!

I do have a degree in photography, after all. 😉

So, I ordered this wireless remote for my Nikon D610, bought a pretty outfit (deets below), and waited for the natural lighting in the nursery to be just right. *Sidenote: the nursery is my favorite room in the house because the lighting from the west and north facing windows is gorgeous throughout the day!*

I’m happy with how they turned out. Nothing fancy, but at least I’ll have these to look back on someday to remember this special time, and that baby bump that I love so much! (:

I got this bodycon dress from the plus size section at Charlotte Russe. The floral kimono came from a yard sale right down the road from my house, and it was just $2! Necklace is Seabreeze from Premier Designs Jewelry.

Remember ^^this book^^ from my last blog post? Seriously, I’m obsessed with it!

Of course, our beloved pooch Silas had to make an appearance! He’s gonna be such a good dog brother ❤


I’ll be posting more nursery detail pics in the future. I’m so happy with how it’s turned out so far. Just a few more finishing touches to add until it’s ready for her arrival!


Rainy Day Reads

What is it about the rain that makes us want to curl up with a good book? That’s the effect it has on me anyway.

I woke up to the soft tapping of rain on our bedroom window this morning. The urge to burrow deep into the covers and pillows was a strong one, but I knew I had to get up. One. More. Work day.

As I stretched and rubbed the sleep from my eyes, I racked my brain for every possible reason to stay at home, in bed, with book or two all day. Oh how I took advantage of those lazy college days where I could do just that!

Throughout the morning, I’ve been compiling a list of books in my head that are perfect for a rainy day. I call it my, “Ultimate, Rainy, Lazy, Cozy-Up-With-A-Good Book List”. So, that’s what I’m going to share with you today. Hopefully I have some fellow bibliophiles out there (:



Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein

This is my all-time favorite book. Shel Silverstein was the voice of my childhood. I had the audio recording of Shel reciting, singing and shouting the poems and stories in this book. I loved reading along to his silly sing-song prose on rainy days when I was growing up. Actually, I still do (:51yVNePLRBL._SX319_BO1,204,203,200_.jpg

The Feather Room by Anis Mojgani

I remember stumbling across Mojgani’s work in college. I was immediately hooked to his one-of-a-kind style. His work is so raw and beautiful. His poems just fill me with all sorts of emotions. My personal favorite is “Shake the Dust”. It gives me chills. 

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