I’m Briana.


I blog because I like to write, reflect, and think. I blog like an open journal, mostly for myself, but I think it’s pretty cool when others follow along and connect. I blogged for ten years over at Shine From the Inside. Blogging helps me chronicle God’s hand in my life and share those realizations with others.

I’ve been married for a decade to my handsome husband Jake, and we’ve been together for 15 years. He is quite literally perfect and spoils me and treats me like a queen. He’s more than I deserve.  I have a big-hearted, goofball daughter, Makinzy, who is a now a *~preteen~*  and keeps me laughing until my belly hurts… and sometimes makes me pull my hair out. We adopted her at age seven, and what a crazy-amazing blessing it was.

I’m a middle school English teacher, so I spend my days reading with angsty young people, trying to help them see who they are and who they can become.


I’m a DIYer, a home chef, and an adoption advocate. I have an off-again, on-again relationship with running/working out. I love my dog, my cat, and my three sassy chickens. I love painting, reading, hiking, kayaking, fishing, and bargain shopping. I’m a type A list maker. I’m an introverted extrovert – I’m just as content at a party as I am alone in my hammock.

I also come highly experienced in grieving. I experienced six miscarriages (one prior to Mak’s adoption, five after) and lost my beautiful daughter Mira (who we adopted at birth) at five months old to a congenital heart defect called Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome. I write a lot about the intersections of motherhood, faith, and loss.


We recently adopted for the third time – our perfect little boy, Finley. He is a gift. He is what you might call a “rainbow baby” – a child born after a loss. His story is beautiful and full of love. Because of him, I can write on parenting after loss and the beauty of open adoption.


I’m a mother because of adoption. I’m a Christian, so I’m adopted, too  –  as a daughter of the King.

I’m flawed and imperfect, but highly favored by the Most High King.

I get through my daily struggles with a whole lot of really fancy coffee and whole lot of grace. I won’t lie and tell you life is perfect and always pretty – but even in the storm, God is still good, and His love is overwhelming. He has been so very, very good to me. I’m glad you’re here and appreciate you reading about my life. I hope you are touched, inspired, motivated, and drawn closer to the One who made you.


Psalm 46:1-3
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.