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Nicole Chryst

Wellness Educator

 

Chasing truth, beauty, goodness, and all things naturally wholistic.

Faith over fear.

Ephesians 2:8-10

 

I’ve been married to my high school sweetheart since 2003. Together, we have four amazing children, by birth and adoption. When I am not homeschooling my favorite students, I spend my days on our 7-acre property where I try my best to love my family well and experiment with hobby homesteading. My favorite things to do are cultivate my ever-expanding gardens, wrangle chickens, ferment all the things, sourdough bake with einkorn flour, and figure out new ways to use herbal remedies and essential oils. I believe God has tasked us to be good stewards of our spaces in the world, and I guide my children to do the same.


I am a board member of The Sparrow Fund and an Empowered to Connect Facilitator. I love to dig in the dirt, cook nourishing food, capture beauty through my camera lens, watch the sunrise on the beach, and spend time with good literature on my porch while sipping on a hot cup of coffee.

Salute to my Daddy

Two Fridays ago, my brothers and I attended the sporting clay shooting event that my dad went to every year after Christmas.  This isn’t an event I would normally attend because … well honestly I am more of a coffee by the fire kind-of-girl.  I love shooting but the cold is not something I typically enjoy.  However, I was happy to be there this time.  It was actually scheduled the day of my daddy’s funeral, but was rescheduled out of respect.  It was a very cold day but my heart was warm and filled up.  Being with the men who my dad called friends was uplifting.  Hearing stories about him was amazing.  And being with my brothers to honor my dad was priceless.  Before the event started, the Collector’s Association wanted to do a shotgun salute to honor my dad.  I know my dad wouldn’t have understood what all the fuss was about, but it was pretty cool.  He was such a humble man and I really wonder if he knew how much people treasured him.  His sudden loss has greatly affected everyone.

People say that time heals, but I’m really struggling.  He’s always on my heart and I think of him all the time.  Every time I want to pick up the phone or text him about something the kids did or said.  Or I’m having a rough day and just need to hear his reassuring voice.  Every time I’m somewhere that reminds me of him.  Or, in going through his things, I find something I know he would have appreciated.  It’s a constant ache.  Being so close to my daddy was such a blessing.  I know many people didn’t have that or don’t understand how painful his loss is.  But I’m told that the magnitude of my pain means that his life was important, that he meant something.  Gosh that sure is true.

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CONTACT ME

Street, Maryland

443.690.2385

nicole@naturallywholistic.com

Affiliate Disclosure

I may earn a small commission for my endorsement, recommendation, testimonial, and/or link to any products or services from this website. Your purchases through affiliate links help support my work in bringing you real information about health and wholistic wellness.

CONTACT ME

Street, Maryland

443.690.2385

nicole@naturallywholistic.com