
Greet, listen, help, feed, gather. That seems to be the loop in my life - and I love it.
My husband Seth and I grew up ten miles apart on the same dirt road, but didn't meet until after his wife passed. We met through our youngest kids being best buddies in preschool. Now we live on a hobby farm with cows, pigs, a horse, donkeys, goats, chickens, and five teenagers (his three, my two).
My mom was a nun for 18 years before meeting and marrying my dad. They adopted me at three weeks old through Catholic Charities. Old-school values meant we didn’t have a lot of conversations about “touchy” subjects.
We lost my dad to aggressive skin cancer in the span of just two weeks. My mom passed six months later. By then I’d built a family that talks about EVERYTHING. Death doesn’t faze us. Drugs, religion, Taylor Swift, and money? We talk about all of it.
We built a pool last year - call it kid bait. We want the teenagers gathering at our house, around our table, in the pool. When the grandkids come, we want them gathering here too.
Even after all the blessings God has bestowed on our family, still I sometimes find myself afraid of losing everything and having to move my family into a cardboard box with not enough dollars to feed them. We all have insecurities around money.
Andrew has been asking me to join the team for years. I finally said yes when the kids got busy enough that I started forgetting how to talk to grownups.
My job at Together Financial is to greet every person through the door, over the phone, and in the inbox. Listening, helping, and booking appointments (gathering) is second nature for me. Feeding might not exactly fit, but when you come into the office, at least I get to offer you coffee and snacks.
And I'll probably ask too many questions. Around here, we talk about everything.






