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Back in 2017, “That Time You” took its first steps—a blog that humorously and inspiringly chronicled the chaos of my everyday life. It was a canvas for what I dubbed “gaffes with glory” (what others may call hot mess success tales) and also resolutions for how to tackle seemingly insurmountable challenges, plus personal victories within my daily hustle. I've never had all the answers, and truth be told, I still don't. Yet, I spoke the language of the hot messes and walking disasters everywhere, understanding that we don't need to have it all figured out or succeed at everything to truly grasp our purpose.

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However, 2021 brought a drastic turn: I faced a Stage 3 cancer diagnosis and tragically lost my mother during my sixth round of chemotherapy. My path forward seemed impossible. Stumbling took on a whole new weight—it became a burden I struggled to carry in a place where trust felt elusive. “That Time You” evolved at that point because I evolved. Stripped of my plans and the future I had envisioned, I found solace in my one constant: faith.

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Since surviving cancer (and the loss of a parent for the second time in a two-year period), I transitioned into a full-time editing role and also poured my energy into contributing monthly to three different magazines. “That Time You” was put on a purposeful pause—two years for recovery, rediscovery, and revision. I'm gearing up for a relaunch. This time around, whatever I share with you will be rooted in the wealth of experiences I’ve gained over the past three years, because stumbling is an essential part of our path, forcing us to dust off our fuzzy socks and bravely venture forward, wiser.

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“That Time You” lives on, on this site. I do promise to continue to share my misadventures with meaning and celebrate blunders alongside triumphs, yet, this time I’ll be chronicling differently. I want to share our story. "That Time You" was relatable, but the "you" I wrote of was more me than you. In "That Time We," I want us to discover the lives we were called to live through the mundane, the profoundly challenging, and the face-palming, you've-got-to-be-kidding-me chaos of the hands we've been dealt to play. I want us to triumph amidst life's darkness together; I want us to laugh at our fiascos with confidence as cohorts in this grand adventure, and, hopefully, we'll guide one another to discovering God's presence in every situation we tackle.

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Thank you for being a part of this journey.

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Much love,

Annie