About Ebie
My story isn’t a fairytale—it’s a patchwork of heartbreak and beauty, stitched together by the tender hands of a faithful God. He has been kind enough to gift me a family that often feels like a glimpse of heaven, even in the chaos.
Since 2014, I’ve been married to Zac, the love of my life and the steady hand I hold through the highs and lows. Together, we’ve journeyed through seasons that have both broken us and remade us: the quiet grief of pregnancy loss, the soul-stretching miracle of adoption, the crushing weight of an incurable diagnosis for our oldest son, and the unexpected, jaw-dropping joy of a miraculous twin pregnancy to name just a few.
Our days are often messy—filled with sticky hands, forgotten coffee cups, and the constant hum of hope and hard work. We’ve learned to fight for each other instead of against one another, even when the storms rage and the valleys feel endless.
Through every tear and every triumph, one truth has held steady: Jesus. His loyal and unshakable presence has been the thread weaving it all together. He’s been the anchor when the winds wouldn’t relent, the whisper of hope when the darkness pressed in, and the reminder that beauty can rise, even from the ashes.
This is my story—a life far from perfect, but held in the hands of a perfect God. And I believe He’s writing beauty into yours too.
Get to know Ebie
Get to know Ebie
No. 1
I absolutely love dropping off and picking up my people from the airport. There’s something sacred about those in-between moments—before an adventure begins or as it comes to an end. It’s raw, it’s vulnerable, and it feels like a privilege to hold space for my loved ones in those transitions.
No. 2
I can’t go to bed unless my bed is perfectly made. I know—it’s quirky, but there’s just something about slipping into crisp, tucked sheets that makes my soul exhale. If the bed isn’t just right, sleep and I simply don’t get along.
No. 3
I’m a lifelong lover of words, whether on a page or whispered through an audiobook as I sit in the carpool lane. If I have six spare minutes, you’ll catch me soaking in a story or a fresh perspective. Words have always felt like gifts to me—wrapped with care, capable of shifting hearts and stirring souls.