As many of you know, Adam and I are engaged, and in just a few weeks— I’ll be standing beside the man I love and we’ll commit to forever. In some ways, it feels like a new chapter, but in others, it feels like a natural continuation of a story that’s already been overflowing with joy, love, and dedicated transformation.
Lately, I’ve found myself reflecting not just on the joy of being a bride, but on the calling to be a wife. A partner. A mother. And a woman of faith.
I’ve been turning often to Proverbs 31— a portrait of a woman who is strong, kind, hardworking, gracious, and rooted in faith. She doesn’t strive for perfection, but lives with purpose. She is trusted by her partner, her children call her blessed, and everything she touches is a reflection of care and intention.
That’s the kind of woman, wife, and mom I want to be.
I want to be a woman who brings peace to our home, who loves with patience and leads with grace. I want to be someone who speaks life, chooses kindness, and lives with integrity in all aspects. I want to give joy, even when it’s hard. I want to be soft when life is challenging, strong when it matters most, and self aware in a way to know when I need to just be still and listen. By no means will I be perfect, I know this, but my intentions, effort, and honesty will always remain true.
I also want to honor the amazing man I’m marrying—because he is a true gift. He is hardworking, steady, and generous to his core. He leads with humility, and he loves with a heart of gold. I’ve watched him sacrifice for the people he loves, show up even when it’s inconvenient, and pour himself out without once asking for recognition. He doesn’t just talk about love—he lives it.
He makes it easy to believe in true love and real partnership. He makes it safe to be vulnerable. And he reminds me daily of the love that we’re both choosing over and over again.
The beauty of this is that I’m not walking into marriage alone. I’m walking into it with someone who sees me, supports me, and loves me in both my strengths and my flaws. Someone who respects the weight of the commitment we’re about to make, and who’s willing to do the work for life.
And as we prepare to build a home—one that includes the honor of raising each other’s sons—I am already so aware of how God has been shaping me for this. Becoming a bonus mom to Fawkes the past -almost- three years has stretched and humbled me in ways I never expected. It has taught me that trust is earned, love looks different day to day, and that the quiet work of showing up, consistently and wholeheartedly, is never wasted.
From the very beginning, Adam never tried to rush anything with Odin—he just showed up with his unwavering patience and steady heart. I’ve seen the way he listens, how he takes time to learn my son’s world, how he celebrates his wins and offers comfort on the hard days. Their bond has grown naturally, based on trust, and it’s been one of the greatest blessings of my life to witness. There’s something uniquely special about a man who chooses to love a child who isn’t his by blood, but becomes his by heart.
Throughout our story, I am learning to let go of control, to trust God’s timing, and to find rest in the truth that being a wife and mom is not about getting it all right—but about showing up with faith, love, encouragement and grace every single day.
I am definitely not walking into this marriage with all the answers, but we’re both jumping in with a willing heart. I’m stepping into it with a man who makes me stronger, two sons who already teach me more than I could ever teach them, and with the One who’s faithful in every season.
July is coming fast. The dress, the details, the fun—they all matter too. But what matters most is the love we’re building our life on.
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