Hi there! My name is Candice. I’m a thirty-something living in a small town of Connecticut with my husband and our three dogs (one is a police K9) a cat & a chicken.

Being born & raised in Alabama, I always said I’d never leave... well, never say never, honey!

I’m a total introvert. Our little house with a barn on 3 acres makes it easy to never want to leave.

I love all things outdoors, yoga, fashion & beauty.

I’m a Milieu Counselor for adolescents, ages 14-18. I’m also a psychology junkie but the thought of going back to school + school loans makes me twitch. I’m also in the process of studying for my CRT for Respiratory Therapy. Trying to finish what a started... yes, I’m also a procrastinator.

I know the one thing you’re thinking if you’ve read this far, “why doesn’t a thirty-something not have any children” ... well, let me clear that up for you.

After a year of fertility treatments (3 failed IUI’s, 2 failed IVF’s) I knew from the beginning that I wouldn’t be that woman who tried year after year of fertility treatments. I made the decision to close that chapter and start a new one. Infertility will always be a part of me. My heart is broken, but it is so much more than that. Even now, I have so much hope & faith that fills this broken heart of mine that it’s almost as if the brokenness isn’t there. It seems like I’m saying goodbye to Motherhood, but I’m not. I’m putting my Motherhood in God’s hands. What better place for it? His will, always, not mine. I won’t say I fully have peace with the fact that I may never be a Mother, but what I will say is that I have peace with Him, and 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓃𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽.

I’m just living my life the best way I know how.

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“𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭; 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴; 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵.”
Isaiah 40: 30-31

“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven...”
Ecclesiastes 3:1

“𝚆𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝’𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗.” - 𝙴𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙷𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚠𝚊𝚢