What writing teaches me is that God is waiting to be found everywhere, even in the darkest corners of our lives, the dead ends, the bad neighborhoods we wake up in, and in the simplest, lightest, most singular and luminous moments. He’s hiding, like a child, in quite obvious and visible places, because He wants to be found.” – Shauna Niequist, Savor
Well hey! I’m Kelly and I’m so glad you decided to stop by and check out Lettered Roots. I decided to begin blogging because I wanted to create a place where women could go for encouragement and inspiration. Whether it’s encouragement in your marriage, your home, with your children, or inspiration to finally pursue your dreams of starting your own business, my hope is that as you take, you also leave a little piece of yourself to help inspire others. So head on over and tell your story. There’s nothing in the world, quite like yours.
WHO ARE YOU, KELLY?
I am a God-loving woman who is passionate about helping others create beauty out of the ordinary. God has something you need here at Lettered Roots and it’s not me that can give it. My hope is always that He will speak through me to give you what you need. I don’t know what that is, but He does and I hope you are as blessed as I am through His plan for this space.
WHAT ARE LETTERED ROOTS?
We were spoken into existence by one word. How powerful words can be! Lettered Roots was inspired by my love of words and my passion in using them to help you become a better version of yourself.
DIG A LITTLE DEEPER NOW
This is my guy, Nate. Like a breath of fresh air, he brings way more encouragement, support, and love to my life than I could have ever hoped for.
In addition to Nate, I have my two girls: Skylar and Harper.
Skylar, 12, is my eldest. She’s a little mix of rainbows and tornados. Her colorful personality and headstrong attitude is electrifying, especially during those F-5 incidents that leave you screaming, “It’s a twister, it’s a twister!” whilst death gripping your dog Toto and remembering that there is no place like home. Yes, the middle school blues can knock any parent off their feet. Nevertheless, she has a sweet, giving spirit, and is far more wise for her age than she realizes. She’ll do amazing things with all that passion whirring inside.
Harper, 2, is my joyful crab. Giggly and energetic one minute, crabby and motionless the next.
She is master of facial expressions and bossing friends around at the park. She finds joy in simple things and reminds me that sometimes dinner can wait if it means counting heart sprinkles with her.
Oh, how these two were brought into my life at just the right times. I wouldn’t choose any other to Mother.
-I was halfway through my graduate degree in Human Resource Management when life slapped me in the face, hard. I realized that I was spending a lot of money on something I was doing just to prove a point.
That’s when I discovered blogging and the passion I have for not only encouraging others but teaching others how to do what I’m doing!
I’m also an Air Force veteran. I dedicated 11 years to the Air Force. Most of my time was spent working in hospitals, but I also had the opportunity to serve on the Honor Guard where I helped perform in military funerals.
Eek! All I need is a pair of BCG’s (aka birth control glasses) and I’d be s.t.y.l.i.n’!
My degree is in Early Childhood Education and I taught 2nd and 3rd grades for a couple years before deciding to stay at home with my girls.
-We live in Nashville, Tennessee. Go Preds!
-I am a total Dwonk. A dwonk is my made-up word for being a dork with a twist of wonkiness. I sometimes plan recipes without reading them in their entirety, leaving me with 20 minutes to chill a 24-hour dough. I have 10 books going at any given time because there are so many good ideas floating around in the world that I just can’t seem to focus on just one. I appreciate mud inside the house because it means that the people I love are still alive and kickin’.
Welcome to Dwonkyville: home of rainbow twisters, happy crabs, and flat cookies.
No matter your destination, you’re welcomed here. Just don’t let the bought air out, leave a little mud at the front door so I know you’re here, and watch for twisters, would ya? They’re a doozy ’round these parts!