Kristen Berryhill

Christmas in New York

December 29, 2015

For the past five years, my family has decided to skip the materials in exchange for memories at Christmas (last year was Nashville, remember?). Each year’s trip has been special in its own right, and I know we will cherish these memories for years to come. With Jackie’s passing, families growing up, moving off, and tying the knot, it’s hard to get everyone at the same place at the same time, but I am thankful for all the moments we’ve all shared in the past, and .

Grateful 2015

December 1, 2015

I have so much to be grateful for. And there is nothing like the Thanksgiving holidays to help you be still and focus on all the good in life. Sometimes I get caught up in it all and forget to count all of my blessings. So here are just a few pictures from life lately and things I am thankful for. I got to spend time with my beautiful Aunt Christy in Atlanta on yet another Goodwill run. I was super blessed to find the deals I got! I went to get a thick winter coat for our Christmas trip .

Bedazzled Eye Patches and Wrinkly Eye Balls

November 20, 2015

A girl walked into a bar. The girl was me. The bar was Flip Flops and this story is nothing near a joke. September of 2013 I went to Atlanta with some friends for a Braves game and a night out. It was maybe 11 pm. I paid my cover, walked in and was in the middle of saying hello to some friends when some random girl stumbles out of no where, at least fifty sheets to the wind, and knocks an ash tray off a table. It hits the floor, shatters, and ricocheted up and in my direction. There was .

Where My Identity Lies

November 16, 2015

C. S. Lewis once said, “No man knows how bad he is till he has tried very hard to be good.” Seriously, having a clean heart created and a steadfast spirit renewed is no laughing matter. The more you strive to grow closer to God and the more you work to be a better person the more light is shed on the dark areas you either forgot, suppressed, or didn’t know you had. You don’t learn humility without first recognizing pride. I’ve had a lot of light shined on my .