From the moment Lucy was born, stories have been part of her world. If I wasn’t holding a book in my hands, I was telling her stories of my own. Bedtime, breakfast, car rides—it didn’t matter where we were, there was always room for a story.
That love for books has grown into something deeply rooted in who she is. Today, I don’t have to remind her to read. Quite the opposite—I’m often peeling her away from a book so she can come eat dinner with us! She’ll curl up on the couch with a pet in her lap (apparently, they love a good story too), sneak in chapters on car rides, or choose a book over even the most thrilling low-scoring Lions game. Books have become her constant companion, her delight, her adventure.
And while she is joyfully devouring novels far beyond her age, I hold close to my heart that she is still six. She still loves the magic of picture books. She still snuggles in and lets me read to her. But now, in this sweet new stage, the roles are shared. She reads to me.
Watching Lucy become a storyteller herself has been a joy. She changes her tone depending on the character’s feelings, her voice rising and falling with emotion and inflection. Storytelling is more than reading words on a page—it’s a gift, a skill, and a way of connecting.
This journey reminds me why stories matter so much. They shape our children. They ignite imagination. They teach empathy. And they knit us together—one page, one chapter, one shared story at a time.
Hi, I’m Lindsey—wife, homeschooling mom, animal lover, and cappuccino enthusiast with a heart full of stories and a deep love for teaching and learning.
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I started Raising Light to share our journey of parenting with purpose.
As a former teacher, wildlife rehabilitator, Realtor, and dog trainer turned full-time mom, I’ve walked an unexpected and beautiful path that led me to home education and a deeper faith.
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My daughter, Lucy, is the light of my life—and the inspiration behind this blog.
Her name literally means “light,” and I believe that every child carries their own unique glow. I don’t believe she’s “gifted”—I believe she’s growing and glowing because she’s loved, encouraged, and supported.
And I believe your child can thrive in the same way.
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I know what it’s like to struggle with learning.
I grew up with dyslexia, diagnosed in second grade, and for years I felt like I just couldn’t measure up.
But through grit, grace, and one remarkable professor who finally saw me—I not only overcame it, but became a passionate educator.
Now I use that experience to help guide my daughter, and hopefully, other parents too.
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This space is where I share our learning journey, parenting reflections, spiritual walk, and the tools and truths that have made all the difference.
My prayer is that Raising Light will encourage you, equip you, and remind you that you’re not alone.
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We’re not here to be perfect.
We’re here to grow—and let our light shine.
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Welcome to our story. I’m so glad you’re here.
With love,
Lindsey
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