Author Archives: Becky Daye

The One Where She Graduated

Dear Lindsay, When I told your Dad that I wouldn’t speak at your graduation and instead wait to write my words to you, I did so with the expectation that the words would come easily. After all, there are eighteen years of memories. There are countless hopes and dreams I have for you. There are so many things that I […]

Who Knows Mom Best?

Mother’s day always feels like a bit of a letdown to me. Anyone else? I have learned over the years to let go of expectations. I have some pretty fabulous kids and a wonderful husband, but they’re not perfect. And they don’t always know what I want in any given moment. How could they? I don’t always know what I […]

The Joys of the Unexpected

I thought that when I had my third baby, our family was complete. My little blonde boy had been unexpected, but he brought a fullness to our family. But God had other plans. If Gibson was unexpected, you can probably imagine that finding out I was pregnant with our fourth was a complete shock. I had begun to dream again […]

Always Keep Dreaming

Dear Ainsley, Yesterday you came downstairs and told me that you had the best dream ever. You proceeded to tell me your dream and I decided to record it, because it’s one of those dreams that I think you will want to remember. Here it is: Some men were walking through a swamp when giant octopus arms came out of […]

On Your Eighteenth Birthday

  Dear Lindsay, When I think back to the day you were born, I can see how God was orchestrating our story from the very beginning. You were hoped for and loved long before you came to be, a fulfillment of deep longings and desires in my heart. God used that time in my life to slowly peel back my […]