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I have to take a moment and give credit where credit is due. Because this man of mine does a whole lot more than I could ever ask or give him credit for.  So in celebration of what he calls his 'funeral' of turning 30 (even though we all know he'll forever act like he's in his 20's) I am making this post an ode to the birthday boy. The man behind the blog who doesn't get the spotlight nearly enough.  So here's to the the man who.... has awesome photos like this from when he was little. Seriously, anytime I'm having a bad day, this photo instantly makes me feel better.  forever changed my mind about redheads. I mean come on, how can you not think that red headed little cowboy is adorable?! is patient with me in working on my fears. H e's actually holding my hand so I don't go back up! edits and shoots all of our photos. That's right. Every photo on here that doesn't look like it was taken with a phone (I take full credit for those) was pro...

Do you ever feel like you just need a break from technology? Living as expats, technology has been our saving grace. It helps us keep in touch with loved ones around the world, connects us to other expats and makes our lives easier and more convenient. But does technology and social media ever just get to be...too much? We started to notice that at restaurants, work and even get togethers with friends, people were hooked to their phones, constantly wanting to be connected. Don't get me wrong, I  love  technology. Perhaps a little too much (just ask my husband). But there comes a time every now and again for the need to shut down, disconnect, and recharge. This is when we call for a 'no technology weekend'. We shut off our cell phones, turn off the TV and shut down the computers for a weekend. Extreme, yes. Challenging, sometimes. But so rewarding in the end. It's the perfect opportunity for us to recharge and reconnect with each other and those around us. So what ever d...

When Jeremy and I were married over two years ago we not only hired a photographer but also a videographer. I wasn't too keen on the idea and thought that it might have been a waste of our wedding budget. But after seeing the finished product, I couldn't be more excited that he talked me into it. So why did it take over two years for us to see our wedding video? Instead of paying to have the videographer edit it for us, we just had him give us the raw video and Jeremy did all the work. Life and travels have gotten in the way these past few years but I've tried to be patient while he made it perfect for us. So without further ado, we have our wedding video. And let me tell you, it was worth the wait.  Our Wedding! from Lost.in.Travels on Vimeo .

Living as an expat, far from all things once familiar, is sometimes a surreal experience. Since leaving the states just over two years ago, there has been tragedy upon tragedy that we don't find out about until we wake up and check our Twitter or Facebook the next day. All of these experiences have been heartbreaking but they don't feel 'real' in a sense since we're so far away. All we have are second hand accounts from social media and news sites to find out the latest news from back home. But with the recent tragedies in Oklahoma, it hit close to home. Just two hours from where both of our families and all of our friends live, I can't help but think about how this time is different. This time it was too close for comfort. But on top of all of these feelings, I have an overwhelming sense of pride of my country and my state with how we bond together to help each other out in the midst of chaos and heartache. So today I focus on the good, the positive, and strive...

My siblings and me with all the glory of braces Death is a funny thing. Today marks eight years since we got the phone call from the Austin police station, eight years since I saw my dad cry for the second time in my life, and eight years since I was permanently known to everyone in our small town as 'the girl who lost her  brother '. There are some days when my brother's memory is just as vivid as if I just had that last lunch with him yesterday. The one where he hugged me tight and told me that he would see me again soon. And then there are times when I am talking with someone about him and I cannot for the life of me remember the simplest details about him like what his laugh sounded like or what his cologne smelled like that he had worn for years before the accident. It's funny how time slips away from us and with it, memories. I guess I write this today not only to remember him but also to note how quickly time goes by. While a part of me wants so badly to remember...

I'm so thankful that my parents were able to come and visit us here in Korea. This is actually their second time here and even though we're miles away, it always feels like a little piece of home when they come to visit. The first time they came to visit , I was so nervous they would take one look around and wonder what the heck we were doing here. Korea isn't exactly tourist attraction capitol of the world. So I was pleasantly surprised when they ended up loving it so much that they decided to come a second time (us being here might have had something to do with it also). They even came prepared with a list of things they wanted to see and places they wanted to go during their visit. Unfortunately, we weren't able to see everything on their list mostly due to weather, time, or the fact that cherry blossoms are fickle flowers that disappeared a mere days before they arrived. While they were here, we: Found Christmas in April. At least half of that were things for us. It...

Today we're celebrating the gift of new life and the power of the resurrection. In Chinese, Easter is actually called "resurrection day" (复活节-fu4huo2jie2) which I like. We're remembering and reveling in the most important aspect of our faith with new friends and a new community. We're not with this part of our family, like last year. Easter Sunday in Atlanta 2012 with R's whole family Or these dear friends, who's fellowship made life in Atlanta so spiritually rich. we miss these friends SO MUCH! especially on Easter. We're not even near any of these people who were light and life last time we were abroad. Easter 2009 with some of my favorites! But we did celebrate here today. And it was sweet and sad all at once. Which is a bit like the cross. Easter 2013  Wherever you're celebrating Easter, I pray you'll have the chance to reflect on the hope of new life that's promised today and always. Despite being near or far from loved ones, Christ is...