Let Me Introduce Myself

Hi.

My name's Breanna.

I've always wanted to try blogging!

Let me introduce myself.

I am from a small hobby farm in eastern SD where spending Saturdays in the summer involved cleaning out horse pens, searching for new little kittens, and pretending our water tank was a luxurious pool.

I am from a family that loves the Lord and taught me to love Him also.


I am from three different school districts full of many friends who I have not kept in touch with.


 I am from the barn down the road where I learned to muck out a stalls, throw hay bales, conquer my biggest fears, and make lifelong friends.

I am from the humbling experience of watching my first best friend, my first horse, pass away because of my own failure.

I am from a father who might sometimes wish I was a son.

I am from an embarrassing digestive disorder that caused me to lose confidence in myself my senior year of high school.

I am from a family that camps ALL THE TIME and I love them dearly for it.

I am from two little brothers who may or may not look up to me, but I have always wanted to set an example for them.

I am from a cousin I grew up with and have learned so many of life's lessons with.

I am from a camp in the Black Hills that shaped my faith and has challenged me to share my faith with others even when I'm afraid. A camp that introduced me to my career and introduced me to my dearest friends.

I am from a secret so life altering when I tell others, they cry.

I am from Life Light Music Festival where I meet a boy who changed my entire life.

I am from a new high school that gave me a second chance at friends, joy, and love.

I am from a morning at school where I opened my locker to find a teddy bear with a note that read, "I'm sorry your teddy bear's leg broke, would you like to use mine?"

I am from a youth group that healed my heart and gave me the opportunity to sing again along side one of my soul sisters.

I am from an awkward room full of engineering majors putting together a tv stand that resulted in me becoming best friends with my college roommate.

I am from a date my first week of college where my boyfriend became my fiancé.

I am from a dorm lobby full of football players that made me feel so safe after I fell out of a tree and got a concussion.

I am from a night out with new friends that ended so very sadly when we found out our close friend had taken his life the floor beneath us.

I am from many nights couch hoping trying to be there for the ones I love most and also dealing with my own loss.

I am from a church in my college town that made me feel cared for and loved the moment I first walked through the door.

I am from many nights wedding planning, studying for tests, and finishing art projects while chugging instant coffee.

I am from a frightening morning where I had to drop everything and be there for my best friend when life sent her a huge curveball.

I am from many phone calls about my grandfathers health that caused me to hit my knees and pray with all my heart.

I am from a sunny May afternoon where I walked down a red carpeted isle to my husband and had the most amazing time of my life.

I am from an incredible opportunity to spend my first summer married working at my childhood camp with my new husband.

I am from an eventful move in to our first apartment at college that involved a four horse trailer and a mountain of boxes.

I am from a sports injury from high school that still prevents me from losing those dreadful freshman fifteen.

I am from the hard decision to stand alongside my husband as he decided to take time off his passion to support us.

I am from a painful loss that changed my heart and all my plans.

I am from God's never ceasing grace.

I am Breanna.