Saturday, July 30, 2011

The Big Day

Our Wedding Day was beautiful. Special. Tear-filled. Incredible. Cold.

The irony of it still makes me laugh. We held our wedding at the beach just down the street from our home at the time. It's a gorgeous backdrop and we loved the simplicity of the sand and the waves crashing behind us. The entire week before the wedding was sunny and hot. During our Friday afternoon rehearsal the sun was shining, at least 75 degrees, and breezy. The sand was warm beneath our feet and we had on our sunglasses.


Overnight, things changed drastically. The forecast had been changing for several days and we just kept praying that the rain would hold out on us. We had a welcome party at our home the night before and had a great time reconnecting with our families. The heavens let it all loose that night. It poured. It thundered. I got worried about the next day.


When I woke up on Saturday morning I remember going to the window and seeing the cloudy, gray skies looming overhead. I walked out onto the deck and was greeted by the chilly 40 degrees and damp air. My nerves and excitement about my wedding day immediately turned to anxiety over the weather. In the few hours before the ceremony, it warmed up by only about 5 degrees. Our guests all sat in their cars and waited until the last minute to head out to the beach. We scrounged up as many blankets and jackets as we could find and went on with the plan. Despite the less than perfect weather, our friends and family were troopers and surrounded us with their love and support. Thankfully, for us and for them, we had decided on a relatively short ceremony!


As I came around the corner and saw everyone standing there, waiting for me, I felt the tears start streaming down my face. Our ceremony was intimate and we were blessed to have Grandaddy (my husband's grandfather) as our minister. It was a joy to share those moments with everyone closest to us. Afterward, we spent a bit of time together enjoying food and fellowship. The outdoor reception was cut short by our numb toes and runny noses but we truly had a good time with everyone. Needless to say, it's a day that neither us nor our guests will ever forget.


Saturday, July 16, 2011

Baby, come back!

Do you get the image of a mop singing in the window when you hear that song? Maybe it's just me, but that's the first thing that pops into my head. Stupid Swiffer commercials! :)

On a more serious note, this is the post I wrote earlier but never published:

Okay, I know I've been absent for so long! Life just gets in the way sometimes. I don't mean that in the typical 'gets in the way' way.. I feel like it's good to be letting life happen. My husband got an amazing job so we moved--very quickly, I might add. I'm enjoying time with my him and our family, working from home, and continuing to learn and grow everyday.

It's interesting to me how life takes different turns. How God leads you in a direction you never saw coming. Interesting. And Inspiring. The human part of me hates change, but the godly part of me so appreciates and embraces it. Looking back on the past couple of months since we got married, I'm amazed at the changes. The growth. Things which are to be expected when you begin a new phase of your life. But it just hits me sometimes at how much and how quickly it happens.

So, I'm back for now. And, as life's road continues to twist and turn, so will my words on this 'page'.