The Peace Project
This post could also be entitled My Happiness Project Journal Entry #3. As mentioned in previous posts, I have been reading The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. Yes, I know what you are thinking and yes, I could possibly be […]

Hi, I’m Krista.
Strategic communicator and storyteller.
I am the wife of a very talented musician who takes me around the world in pursuit of excellence. Mama to Jakob, Audrey and Ella, who just happens to have Down Syndrome.
And an aspiring disciple of Jesus, defender of the oppressed, writer, graphic designer and photographer.
I write and speak on navigating through the fog of life…you know, when things don’t go exactly as planned and am fuelled by a passion to amplify the voices of those on the margins…
oh, and coffee…lots of coffee.
This post could also be entitled My Happiness Project Journal Entry #3. As mentioned in previous posts, I have been reading The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin. Yes, I know what you are thinking and yes, I could possibly be […]
Talk about knowing how to ring in a new year. Last year, I was admitted to the hospital on January 1st and spent the first days of 2015 staring at the orange walls of a tiny room. On the eve […]
I haven’t been blogging much. I suppose it is because I feel this innate pressure to blog about Christmas but while I have been doing Christmas, I have been thinking about many other things, mostly, as always, what I […]
Confession: I have been a bit of a baby lately. I know, shocker. I caught myself last Thursday and then again on Saturday. I hate Thursdays. Thursdays are the new Tuesdays. I always dreaded Tuesdays when we lived in Vancouver. […]

Hi, I’m Krista.
Strategic communicator and storyteller.
I am the wife of a very talented musician who takes me around the world in pursuit of excellence. Mama to Jakob, Audrey and Ella, who just happens to have Down Syndrome.
And an aspiring disciple of Jesus, defender of the oppressed, writer, graphic designer and photographer.
I write and speak on navigating through the fog of life…you know, when things don’t go exactly as planned and am fuelled by a passion to amplify the voices of those on the margins…
oh, and coffee…lots of coffee.