A quiet space for honest reflections on life, change, and becoming. Unpolished Truth is about letting go of perfection, peeling back the masks we wear, and sharing what’s real in the in-between moments—messy, beautiful, and everything in between.
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Follower of Jesus, wife, mom, and a woman rediscovering who she is in the middle of change, healing, faith, and real life.
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- Unpolished and Still Showing UpTalk about being unpolished…today, while looking back through old journal entries, I realized I got the year wrong in my very first post. The year my life became a public circus was 2024, not 2023. I could beat myself up over the mistake and tell myself I’m not cut out for blogging, or I can admit that I’m human and move forward. So here I am—admitting my mistake and showing just how imperfect I really am. The truth is, the last five years have been so chaotic, challenging, and emotionally exhausting that I’m lucky to know what day it isContinue reading “Unpolished and Still Showing Up”
- From Survival to SurrenderDo you ever feel like you were meant for so much more, but your insecurities, doubts, lack of confidence, and past failures leave you paralyzed? If so, I’m right there with you. In fact, that’s exactly where I am right now. There was a time in my life when I had confidence in myself. Failure didn’t scare me—it never even occurred to me that failure was an option. For a long time, I thought that was a good thing. But lately, I’ve started to wonder if it was actually a survival instinct. Failure couldn’t be an option in my past.Continue reading “From Survival to Surrender”
- Chosen AnywaysI know this post is coming several weeks after Mother’s Day. I wrote it back then, but hesitated to share it because it felt so raw and vulnerable. So it sat in the notes app on my phone for weeks. But after rereading it, I reminded myself that this is exactly what this blog is about—being open, honest, and vulnerable, even when it feels uncomfortable or scary. So here it is. A little late, but maybe shared at the right time after all… May 11, 2026 Yesterday was Mother’s Day—a day filled with so many different emotions. It hits differentlyContinue reading “Chosen Anyways”
- The Kind of Peace That Doesn’t Make SenseThings are getting real—we’re officially under contract on a house. A home we’ve prayed for in every sense: the perfect size, the perfect location, just an eight-minute walk from some of our favorite people in the world. It’s quiet, peaceful, and the mountain views are nothing short of spectacular. Truly, we couldn’t have asked for more. And yet… it’s a big change. I joke with my husband all the time that we don’t do things halfway—we tend to make big life changes all at once. And this season is no exception. In just a few weeks, our second child willContinue reading “The Kind of Peace That Doesn’t Make Sense”
- Taking Off AnywaySitting on the plane, waiting to take off. It’s a beautiful, sunny day—blue skies, warmish temperatures. The drive to the airport was stunning, the water so calm and clear. And it’s days like this that make me question everything. This is honestly the most beautiful place I have ever lived. It was our dream for so many years, and today felt like a reminder of why. Even after a brutally cold, long, snowy winter… days like today make you forget the last several months of weather misery. “This is the reason we live here,” is whatContinue reading “Taking Off Anyway”
- When the Dream ShiftsI walked out of the nail salon and just started crying. Not a dramatic, snot-running cry—just soft, gentle tears spilling over from eyes filled with emotion. I felt sad thinking about the day we moved to this quaint, small lakeside town, full of dreams of what our life would be. We imagined raising our four children in a quiet place with no fear, no worries—just good old-fashioned Midwestern values. A slower pace of life, less stress, and more time together. A place where we could put down roots. A place our children would call their “hometown.” A place where weContinue reading “When the Dream Shifts”
- Taking the Mask OffFor a long time, I did what most of us do.I smiled. I said I was fine. I kept things moving. Attempting to make my life from outside look normal. Maybe even good. But underneath, there was this quiet pressure to keep everything looking okay — even when it wasn’t. That all fell apart in the Fall of 2023. Not only did the people in my community see that our life was not so “perfect”, but so did the world. People across the globe got a glimpse of the chaotic life we were living. But what they saw and heard,Continue reading “Taking the Mask Off”
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