Just call me “rural.” Born and raised in a small S.W. Missouri town, I was fortunate to attend the same school for all 13 years. I’m a Mom to two sons serving in the Air Force (and two precious daughters-in-law), “Grammy K” to 3 amazing grandchildren, a daughter, and a sister (one twin and an older sister). As a youngster, I dreamed of being a mother, teacher, veterinarian, missionary, zoologist, singer, and, writer (and the list goes on). Eclectically speaking, I pieced my personality on Jesus, Jane Goodall, Laura Ingalls Wilder, Mary Magdalene, Mother Teresa, Amelia Earhart, Eleanor Roosevelt, Gandhi, and Emily Dickinson.

Headstrong in completing every goal in front of me I put the “pedal to the metal” to complete a teaching degree and start motherhood (the best thing I’ve ever experienced). The truths learned under steeples, coupled with the great outdoors, have guided me most of my life. A career in a school building kept me joyful and open-minded. The river of life has had its share of rapids. Tossed about at times (relationships, finances, career, and health) I leaned on lessons learned (and still do). I fell completely flat on my faith. Through teaching, learning, living, laughing, and adventures, my body has climbed out of valleys; ascended and descended mountaintops (physically, spiritually, and emotionally). Through these journeys, life has proven only redeemable with faith. Having had a taste of the R.V. life for nearly 4 years (and many years of camping), I crave simplicity and long for the roads less traveled (if they lead back to what matters most…family).

In May of 2022, I was diagnosed with a rare cancer called Neuroendocrine. It’s also known as N.E.T.s (Neuroendocrine Tumors). Originating in my pancreas it metastasized to my liver, lymph nodes, ribs, spine, skull, hip, and pelvis. It’s inoperable but treatable. Life has shifted. My faith has not. It’s grown stronger. Cancer will not define me.

Friends, none of us are defined by what we do, who we are, and our mistakes or successes. I bet my life on a promise from God. It’s the one truth to which I cling. My joy, despite the diagnosis, only comes from the grace and mercy provided by my Heavenly Father.

I’m a flannel-wearing, Christ-following Mom, Grandma, dog-lover, nature-craver, coffee-sipping old soul, history buff, and learner. I’m an Indie Author having published my first creative non-fictions children’s book (Faith and Finley Tour Missouri 2021) with both history and the outdoors in mind (check out my Faith and Finley page for more information). I dream of visiting open prairies, big mountains, rivers, and any beautiful and historical areas in our world.

K.L. Hale

We all have a story. No matter what anyone thinks or declares about you dear friend please know this: you were chosen and you are loved. And you have a story to tell. I’m here. I’m listening. I understand.

“Each time he said, “My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses so that the power of Christ can work through me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9

“Yet what we suffer now is nothing compared to the glory he will reveal to us later.” Romans 8:18

“We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance.” Romans 5:3

“Going to the woods is going home”

John Muir

Have faith 💚

"When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well, with my soul."