Monday, June 29, 2015
His - "America"
Hers - psalm 121 and being able to see Mount Rainier almost daily has been a grounding constant for me and played a healing role in my grieving the loss of my big brother. Peonies were our wedding flower, and through our marriage I've learned more about myself and grown to love deeper than ever before.
Two things I love looking at this post:
1. The lengthy difference of the thoughts behind our tattoos.
2. That we are becoming some of "those people" that take pictures of their pets... When we have always made fun of those people.
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
One of the fun things about having married siblings, is even though you are different and distinct little family units who don't spend as much time together as you would like, chances are you have some kind of kindred dream.
I think we share this dream with multiple siblings, but it's always fun to get to jump on board when someone's is nearly tangible. Tonight Rose and Blair invited us to come look at this old house they've been watching. R has an eye for... Well anything that has to do with houses, old and new, and they wanted his opinion on if they were totally crazy for wanting it. No doubt part of the reason they wanted our opinion is they know we have a little peice of that same crazy streak and aren't daunted by something being slightly dilapidated.
Anyway, we spent the evening picnicking and walking the house and property and reveling in all the things to be done, rooms to be fills with wild children, fruit trees to be harvested and canned, corn to be planted and traditions to be made.
Even if it doesn't turn out to be "the one"... Tonight with it was perfect.
Thursday, June 18, 2015
A lot about this adventure didn't go as planned...
The thought was this idyllic morning bus ride downtown, cocoa and snuggling up to read fairy tales... But when do things ever go exactly as planned with a toddler?
We met auntie Xan at her house at 7:30 and did get the fun bus ride in! The girls got to see her office and get office candy from the bowl (I think they will remember that part forever). Beautiful sticky cocoa and then climbing around the history museum turned out much mor appealing than reading fairy tales.
We decided to ride the train up to get berries from the Farmers Market, and while exiting an inevitable potty run, Amelia's pinky got closed in the jam of a very heavy door. The last hour before making home was tragic. Screaming, sobbing, running to catch the next bus to get home to the precious pacifier and much needed ice.
Well... It's an outing we won't soon forget(:
Saturday, June 13, 2015
I've been meaning to post these for a few months now- but they were on Rhodric's phone, and I didn't really know what to say. I don't even remember exactly what I was thinking or feeling. It had been a rough day, and when R got home I told him I was ready to go to Lonnie's grave.
It's been almost 3 years and I hadn't gone yet. R had always told me he would take me whenever I was ready, or keep the girls so I could go alone... But I knew I didn't want to go alone. His mom was amazing and came right over to put the girls to bed.
Such a beautiful night! Look at the mountain! Callie's beautiful hodge podge bouquet was still there from a few weeks before. Made me smile.
R trimmed the grass around the grave stone. I cried and laughed and just about slept. It was a good step.
I just never won't to lose these or forget this get away!
Thursday, June 11, 2015
I'm curled up in bed at the moment, sunshine peeping through the corner of the blinds, with peace in my heart. 5 years ago today I woke up with a tiny sliver of this peace, and a whole lot of butterflies. I was about to marry this boy I loved. I didn't know everything about him, but what I did know was worth investing a lifetime in. It wasn't his perfection, I'm thankful I wasn't blind to his flaws, it was simply this; he loved Jesus. He was full of humility and worked harder and with greater determination than I had ever seen. And he loved me, both exactly how I was, and who I wanted to grow into...
These 5 years later, he still is and does all those things.
Right now as we are curled up in bed, with only our feet touching because a little blonde beauty is watching a show in between us, I'm so thankful for the peace I feel with this man. There are a lot of words that could describe these first 5 years together. They've been hard, exhausting, beautiful, painful, romantic, heartbreaking, hopeful... But no doubt the best 5 years of my life. Happy Anniversary Rhodric!