NewlyWelsh

I stood on the mountain, a chilly breeze blowing hair in my face. I'm quite sure my toes were numb but the excitement I felt inside was ...

Four years ago I sat in a chair at West Ridge Church for the first time with each of my boys by my side at the funeral of an amazing young m...

I've told short versions of this story a few times on Facebook and Instagram but I've always felt they didn't quite encompass th...

I had no idea what to expect.  Bradley and I had agreed to be the subject of a styled shoot for a few photographers who were in need of a...