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.
Today, was Jakob’s first day of French Immersion Kindergarten.I know what you’re thinking…didn’t he already do kindergarten. Yes, yes he did, but not in French.When I asked the school about the prospect of moving him ahead a grade they were […]
Summer was full to say the least. So when most people are taking the Labour Day weekend to go camping or have one last family Hurrah! before school starts, we will be re-organizing closets, writing …
Can you feel it? Evenings are becoming coolerCan you smell it? Sharpened pencils and fresh school supplies.Can you see it? Kids going back to school: a little bit older, a little bit wiser, a little …
Jakob's picture of Papa and JesusHow did it get so late so soon?It's night before it's afternoon.December is here before it's June.My goodness how the time has flown.How did it get so late so soon?~Dr. …
Sometimes when you are forced to take a break from blogging it shows you more than you would like to know. And what you thought you wanted to know, you find out that you really …
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.
