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life lately, according to my (and daniel’s) iphone

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May 9, 2012 lizhadawayall sons and daughters, baby, band wife, drummer's wife, just for fun, life, love, oliver, photography, tour

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Learned a new skill this week and wasted no time going to town - watching something go from concept to creation to print in 24 hours is a pretty magical thing; especially when it’s something you’ve never done before!

Meet Mona Lisa, the newest member of the Hadaway household. Sweet girl is 7 years old and was rescued from a hoarding situation last summer. She is all love and snuggle with the loudest motor I have ever heard. Thankfully she hasn’t set fire to the bathroom yet 🤣

Memories of 2018. 👪💑💗

‘tis the season! 🎅🏼🎄❄️☃️🎁

Billie Griffin. She was called “the crazy ole Indian woman” by my grandfather, and my sister nicknamed her “bam-ma” because of the way she’d hit you in a game of marbles (a game they made up, kind of like sorry). She was absurd artistic talent and natural beauty and untamable spunk all rolled up into one. Today she finds herself free of her earthly pain and the body that wasn’t so up to her standards anymore. And she’s with her soul mate again. I’m sure that after 6 months apart - they’re both getting an earful right now. R.B. & Billie; I’m so much of who I am because of who you were. Grieving so heavily on this side of heaven today, but so unbelievably overjoyed knowing that she’s whole again.

13 years ago, when the current worship center was being added on to the building at @crdschurch Oakley, I was invited to write prayers on the structural beams before they were covered up. I wrote two different prayers; one was that I’d be able to bring my husband here one day - that this would become his home, and that I’d be able to take him to a corner and tell him that his name is behind this wall. The other was that my best friend at the time would find this place and make it her home too. Clearly, I moved to Tennessee not long after I wrote those prayers, and a whole lot of life has been lived in those last 13 years. It is not lost on me that about a year ago, Crossroads started live streaming their services. It’s not lost on me that when I was in Cincinnati this fall, I was led to change my travel plans, to stick around and catch a service in person. It’s not lost on me that since then, Crossroads has become my families’ home away from home - streaming services into our home in Nashville every Sunday. The icing on the cake? When they play songs in worship, so deeply ingrained into the DNA of who I am now, in a place that shaped my DNA back then. Oh - and my girlfriend calls Crossroads her families home too. I’m a wreck.

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