The one with the storm.

I'm a desert rat.
Raised in Arizona, when it rains, it's a good day.
Here at Lope town, we've been having good weather.
Rain.
Thunder.
Lightining.
Wind.
Cool weather.

Totally the soup eating, latte sipping, slipper wearing, curl up with a good book type of weather.

So my obvious reaction is to take pictures. Duh:

And then the nice rain, turned to hail. And then the hail turned to bigger hail. And the bigger hail + the strong winds = broken window for our apt and all over chaos here at GCU. Thankfully no one was hurt, or injured.

It really made me think about storms and life.

Uh-oh, Elisa has a moral to the story....

Things might seem okay. Seem managable. Maybe even see beautiful. But can you still see beauty in things when you have broken window? Can you still see the beauty when your car looks like a golf ball with all the dents? There's a reason why the Bible has so many analogies between storms and hard times in life. Storms cause physical damage. They make things harder. They make you feel like you have no control over whats happening.

I know this isn't an exact parallel. But it makes me think about how God really has everything under control.

Which I'm grateful for.

No way she still is out here blogging like it's 2012.

Actually, yes she is. And she is NOT sorry. Slight update: I’ve been homeschooling and microschooling for the past couple years. I started my middle and high school microschool in my home in August 2024 and began homeschooling my boys simultaneously in August 2025. Now sitting here in January 2026, having done both for a full semester, and that feels great! This has been really great for myself and my husband, and my kids! So by all metrics, when people ask me how I am, the answer should be “ GREAT!” And normally it is. But the current world events feel really heavy. The tumultuous circumstances that continue, are hard to ignore and especially hard to not let it get you down. So that dichotomy between personally doing well and globally feeling like we are all falling apart has got me feeling really ✨reflective. ✨ Also, I learned recently that those sparkle emojis are a sign that AI is being used. Y’all. If you think any part of this is AI, you really don’t know me at all. An...

Mom, Musicals, and Mary Poppins

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The one with health.

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