“the divinest gift of marriage is this – the daily, unconscious growing of two souls into one. Aspirations and ambitions merge, each with the other, and love grows fast to love. Unselfishness answers to unselfishness, tenderness responds to tenderness, and the highest joy of each is the well-being of the other. … Day by day and year by year the bond becomes closer and dearer, until at last the two are one, and even death is no division.”
-myrtle reed, Flower of the Dusk
wedding road trip
A close friend got married in Michigan last weekend, and, since John was unable to go to the wedding, his mom (VERY graciously – thank you!!!!) offered to drive with me and Emma.
So, here are a few pictures from the weekend:
must start with these. of course. because there is an adorable baby in them. and a handsome brother-in-law. and it was the start of the trip.
John drove halfway to Indianapolis and Evan drove halfway to Cincinnati. We met at McD’s (which happens to sell a fair iced mocha).
bonding time with Grandpa S.
the bride’s family hosted a picnic for all the out of town friends and family on Friday night
a few extra hands on deck never hurts when it comes to getting ready for a wedding! Bobbie Sue had just finished curling and pinning up 12 other heads, and was running low on time …
all those years of arranging flowers from the yard came in to play here (I stole the pic off of Facebook)
Alanna and her dad
exchanging rings
the ring bearer and flower girls stole the show at the end
so precociously cute
catching up, so much to say and yet so little time
announcing Mr. and Mrs. Jim Soderna
Becca meeting Emma (Emma likes her)
various Romania alumni
So, here are a few pictures from the weekend:
must start with these. of course. because there is an adorable baby in them. and a handsome brother-in-law. and it was the start of the trip. 
John drove halfway to Indianapolis and Evan drove halfway to Cincinnati. We met at McD’s (which happens to sell a fair iced mocha).
bonding time with Grandpa S.
more brothers-in-law, making sure the van was ready (i.e. pretending to drive)
the bride’s family hosted a picnic for all the out of town friends and family on Friday night
a few extra hands on deck never hurts when it comes to getting ready for a wedding! Bobbie Sue had just finished curling and pinning up 12 other heads, and was running low on time … all those years of arranging flowers from the yard came in to play here (I stole the pic off of Facebook)
Alanna and her dad
exchanging rings
the ring bearer and flower girls stole the show at the end
so precociously cute
catching up, so much to say and yet so little time
announcing Mr. and Mrs. Jim Soderna
Becca meeting Emma (Emma likes her)
various Romania alumni
the lovely and much adored Stefana “Mama” Copu finally got to meet our Em
still wondering
I found this post saved as a draft from December 2007.
chorus: When did you fall in love with me?
Was it out of the blue
‘Cause I swear I never knew it
When did you let your heart run free?
Have you been waiting long?
When did you fall in love with me?
When did you fall in love?
Make your way over here, sit down by this fool, and let’s rewind
C’mon, let’s go back and replay all our scenes
You can point out the hints, the clues, the twists and the smiles this time
All the ones that slipped by me
I bet my face is red, and you can hear my heart poundin’
Well I guess it don’t matter now that I realize
‘Cause baby I missed it then, but I can surely see you now
Right there before my eyes
You’re my beautiful surprise
chorus
Was it at the coffee shop
Or that morning at the bus stop
When [I] almost slipped, and [you] caught [my] hand
Or the time we built the snowman …
Or the night with the scary thunderstorm
I never saw the signs
Now we’ve got to make up for lost time
And I can tell now by the way that you’re looking at me
I’d better finish this song so my lips will be free
Have you been waiting long, when did you fall in love
I kept you waiting so long, when did you fall
Have you been waiting long
When did you fall in love with me
When did you fall in love?
– chris rice, “when did you fall”
quote to ponder, pictures after the storm
“By praying for our husbands and looking to the Lord rather than to our circumstances, we trust Him to carry both our husband and his burden. Then from the overflow of our hearts, we can give back to and encourage our men.” -shaunti feldhahn, For Women Only
a timely and wise reminder
“Prize Your Husband” from Carolyn Mahaney’s blog, girl talk:
“…The Bible makes it very clear that after our relationship with God, our relationship with our husband is to be our highest priority (Gen 2:18, 1 Cor. 11:8-9, Tit. 2:3-5). We were created to be our husband’s helper, not our children’s mother.
Certainly we are to love, care for, and nurture our children, but this love is to flow out of a lifestyle that is first and foremost committed to helping our husbands. Our husbands should always remain first in our hearts and in our care.”
Saturday morning in December
This, plus reading Luke 3 and the weekend edition of NPR, has been my morning so far. Oh – I made some fudge, too. It was a good and cozy way to spend my snowy morning.
** evening update **
So, I put up my feet for a while and then got antsy, so I made pumpkin banana nut muffins and the dough for soft and spicy gingerbread cookies. And worked on the dishes that had piled up. :) After all of which my wonderful husband came home (to an apartment that smelled like heaven) and told me I needed to put my feet up again while he, tired though he was, got something together for dinner. I love that man.
a gift
from my wonderful husband
Happy Birthday Darling!!!
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the brand new birthday banner (very fresh, as in, made today …)
breakfast in bed
I am thoroughly convinced that I have been blessed with the best husband in the world. Really. He has come home and cooked dinner when I haven’t been feeling well, sent me off to take a bath, and then asked if there was anything else he could do for me. He patiently waits at the doorway of the women’s dressing room, and doesn’t mention it if “nothing works”. He makes sure to tell me he thinks I’m beautiful, especially when I am feeling particularly “un-beautiful”. I could go on and on, but I need to get the cake frosted. So I’ll get to the point. Today is John’s birthday, and I am terribly grateful for (and in love with) him.
Happy birthday, Baby. I love you.
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