Leah Gregersen

Leah is a wife, mom, foster mom, Car Seat Technician, Family and Consumer Sciences teacher, and more! Leah is passionate about faith, family, safety, and education! She has been married for 12 years to the same man, and has 3 beautiful boys to brag about. She believes our greatest calling in our time on Earth is to Love God and Love Others!

Rain and Renewal

I woke this morning to the sight of recent rain in my backyard as I took my fur babies out. You heard me right. I awoke to the sight of rain. Not the sound....
Time Hop photo

1 Year Ago Time Hop

  It’s incredible to me how much can change in 1 year, especially if you are open to following your calling. One year ago, I had just started subbing full-time in the district where we live,...

An Open Letter to My Parents about My Son’s Invisible Disability

Before I open my mail for your reading pleasure, let me give a little background information. This letter I wrote to my parents after my attempt to drop my 9-year-old son off for a...
Foster mom with kids

Dear Baby, We’ve Been Touched by Foster Care

"This was my first Mother's Day as your mom. You've lived with me for four months. You cry for me each morning. I snuggle you. I change you. I dress you. I feed you....

You Do it for the Money

I was recently accused of "doing it for the money." That sounds bad. Right off the bat, whether you know what I'm talking about or not, it sounds bad. The connotation of doing something...


Words. Written. Spoken. Muttered. Whispered. Yelled. Signed. Shouted. Sung. Silence. Words and how we use them are some of the most profound ways we can impact others. If words weren't so important, there wouldn't be...
Timehop Photo: 10 Years Ago Today

Double Digits

I’ve been so stinkin’ sentimental about this guy turning 10. Parenting has been so much harder than I ever thought it would be—so much more fun than I dreamed. So much more work than...

Wow, Did You Hear?

One side of a phone conversation. “It’s true. Yep. I can’t believe it. I mean, I get it. But a whole other month. At home. With the kids. I’m at my wit’s end. I can’t...