Wedding Memories- My Girl

My sweet Becca. So many fun times and conversations that led up to her wedding. Also some super loooong conversations through the years, let me just add, saying she was NEVER EVER going to get married. Bec would tease T and I about being in our basement forever. And here she is, married a month already. Oh Bec. 😊

This moment was the evening Brock proposed to our girl. FaceTime is such a great tool! We had the joy of sharing this special time with both of them. 

Christmas rolled around and the whole family was finally together. Becca patiently waited to look for her dress until all her sisters were together. I anticipated this moment for years. And I was not disappointed. We were treated beautifully and she said YES to the Dress!

All the sisters and one sweet grand baby. And if you're wondering, oh yes we did have chocolate and champagne celebrating this BIG day!

Throughout the planning season, I helped Becca plan from afar. I was overjoyed at the times I could be there in person talking, planning and shopping together. Nothing can replace this moment in time with my girl.

We went in for a beautiful shower in March and her daddy got to join in the fun. The countdown was getting closer!

Finally the week was here and we were all together finishing up those last minute touches. I can not express enough the joy of being together after months of planning.

                   What would a wedding week be without a personal shower! Ooo-la-la. 

Can you tell how much her daddy loves her? 

                     
                            Rehearsal time is approaching. The anticipation is getting bigger!

And then it happen. Just like that. June 15th, 2019 she became Mrs. Rebecca Killinger. We are so happy for these two. We know that we know Brock is the only one for our girl. He adores her.

These two. 💕

Sisters, Sisters

  Then there's the Fab 6.  I loved seeing all of theses amazing women supporting and loving on our girl during this time. Becca is loved by so many and that made this day even more memorable.

And off they went! Two beautiful people sharing their life together. 

I love you Becca Joy!

Wedding Moments ~ Grandparents

I've been pondering Becca and Brock's wedding all week. I want to put down in words some of the moments I see in my mind. Moments that still make my heart happy and my eyes tear. 

I am so very grateful for these four people. For months, MONTHS, I worried if they could all come. Now, I'm not a worrier by nature. I get concerned, but not worried. This however had me worried. I SOOO wanted them all here. I didn't grow up with grandparents and for my children to have BOTH sets at their wedding, what a treasure!

T's parents moved in May and Bert is living with dementia so the impact of these two things was an unknown. Charmaine is full of spunk and was determined to be at her granddaughter's wedding! Another side-note in their story... Bert doesn't fly. Like ever! So here we were, told they bought tickets to come to Washington and I just kept saying -we shall see if he gets on that plane! Not only did he get on the plane, he did awesome!  We could not have had them here if not for T's brother, amazing wife and our nephews. I am so grateful.

My parents came in from Idaho. My dad has had some health issues recently that could have stopped him in his tracks. I held my breath until the last moment and waited. I needed them there. The wedding is on their anniversary, they had to come!  I was so very excited when they said they were coming and Mom texted me she had her dress all picked out!

Becca and Brock had an anniversary dance as a part of their reception. It was a great way to honor our parents and the beauty of marriage. The shortest time married left the floor first, all the way to the longest. These four were on the floor the until the end. Dancing their hearts out! My folks celebrating their 56th anniversary that very day and T's folks celebrating 62 years. Bert loved it! What am I saying, we all loved it! And these four.. they enjoy each other! I will always, always remember this moment in my mind. The joy of them dancing with the love of their life and then each other. I am so grateful.

Marriage is a beautiful covenant. One that none of them take lightly. It isn't always easy but so worth the years of love, work, and devotion.

In sickness and in health, 'til death do us part.

Thank you Mom and Dad.
Thank you Bert and Charmaine.

Intentional Parenting- Being his Bride

I woke up this morning feeling awful. Actually I woke up last night feeling awful. Joints hurting, arm asleep, knees aching, all around struggling to get comfortable. I rolled out of bed- like literally, rolled out of bed-and slowly crept my way into our bathroom. I dug around for Advil, swallowed two, inched my way back to our bed, rubbed Deep Blue on my feet and elbow, and attempted to find sleep. That's a long explanation of how my night went. Guess what! Morning wasn't any better. I crawled up on the couch, coffee in hand and waited for my body to decide it was ready for the day. It was not a pretty beginning and I can say, I did NOT look that lovely either.
What does all this have to do with "Being his Bride"? SOOO much.
After a few hours of feeling like a truck rolled over me, I was strong enough to get going. Crazy energetic? No. However! I knew I looked like Harriet House Hag, as I lovingly call her. So while my man went on a mountain bike ride, I washed my hair, put on some make-up and sprayed on some of his favorite perfume. I am still in my way comfy clothes, but the rest of me is saying "Hey Baby, you matter."
Being his bride starts when you're dating your man. Staying his bride doesn't end after years of marriage or little ones runnin' around. Actually it's even more important than ever. I remember  having Littles under feet and watching the clock. As it approached time for him to roll home, I kicked it into high gear. I tried my darnedest to look nice for him. I may have been a wreck all day but you bet I strived to welcome each day the man I chose the best way I could. He already knew my days were full. I didn't need to "look the part" for him to know that. Guess what ladies? So are his! And many times he is around women all day that look good. When that Ah-Ha hit me, I knew what to do. So for years, as often as I possibly can, I treat him to a bride that cares as much now about how I look for him as I did when we were dating.  I do not get all fancied out each day, in case you're wondering. That's not my style. It might be sweats and a t-shirt, but there will be a little makeup on, hair styled and a warm hello when he walks in the door. And definitely a kiss. 💕
I love my husband. And I love being his bride. Why not let him know it?