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Showing posts with label weddings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weddings. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

A Wedding...

Joyful, Glorious, Happily Ever After!

This weekend past we celebrated love and family and grateful
All Together
with our niece, Stacee, and her beloved, Casey...


Beautiful advent welcome to this Thanksgiving season,
especially because dad was able to attend!!


He has missed too many celebrations this past year...
A wedding, filled with happy laughter and hallowed love was just the thing to put us in the Graced Grateful mood!!

A few pictures... Yes?!!



(my bursting-at-the-seams-proud brother... Father of the Bride!)



{Joy Bubbling Over}



From our Family to Yours,
Happy Thanksgiving,
May Love Grace your Table in Abundance!

Congratulations Stacee & Casey!!
Love you both to pieces!!










Tuesday, February 2, 2016

The Light at Tunnel's End...

That light.  Some days it sure looks to be a long ways off...

Dad is still recovering from his pneumonia/copd/broken heart affliction and it looks like it might be a long, long road.

ICU rooms have been upgraded to regular hospital rooms and finally to a room in rehab.  Each step a labor of heartache and determination.




And in between all the work and therapy and breathing treatments,
a few visitors couldn't but help the healing along...



And he's making progress, truly, he is...
but it is the slow, tedious kind.
Disappointment and Frustration battle Hope
when the body fails to bounce back like it once did...

And the therapists encourage Dad to just take the next step.
To focus on the strength building for today,
and with each day, and each step, 
he gets a little bit stronger...
just take the next step.

The psalmist knew it to be true.

"Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path."
                                                              ~Psalm 119:105

In days of old, when darkness cloaked the night, a lantern was used to light the way.  The flickering light only illuminating the path far enough for the next step... and then the next... until you found your way home.  A step at a time.  Never seeing the whole, but safely staying the course within that circle of light.

When Dad's journey began 5 weeks ago, you might remember the sorrow at missing a favored grandson's wedding... 

And in an ironic turn of events, there was another sweetly anticipated wedding this past weekend.  Another favored grandson and his well-loved girl were walking the aisle without Poppy in attendance.

Makes the heart hurt, it does.  But his all-pervasive weakness forestalled any attempts at attending the festivities.  Dad was sore with disappointment.

So.... we entered the digital age and hooked him up on Periscope, live streaming video.  He was beaming as he watched the wedding in real time.  A 16-year old granddaughter was in charge of the video taping and at the end of the wedding, the bridal party all waved their love to Poppy... happiness overload.

That was light enough for this step.  God knew.

When we can find a way to lighten another's sorrow, that is light in the dark.

Ryan and Whitney... they were Poppy's light this weekend...


Love them to pieces, we do!

And just because we love the light they shine...
here are some gorgeous wedding moments from their amazing day...







Sharing the light... a beautiful gift given...
that's Grace enough for this day!

Friday, January 1, 2016

When New Years Wishes are Conflicted...

This wasn't exactly how we planned to spend our New Year's Eve and Day...


Hospitals and pneumonia, breathing ragged and painful.

A Midnight run to the ER, hushed phone calls in the hall...
X-rays reveal what we already knew.
Doctors consult and begin admitting procedures
as Times Square excitement blares.

We had suits starched and shoes shined for another event entirely...

A New Year's Eve Celebration
months in the making!
A dress and 2 rings and a family circle growing deeper in love...

And at Poppy's insistence, the wedding festivities continued on,
a favored Grandson and his beautiful girl said their I Do's
as the clock heralded a New Year.


... and their happiness shone bright...


even as Poppy's breathing slowed and tears fell,


There was a keen sorrow at missing such joy.

And sometimes New Years Wishes are conflicted...
when we wish for Happy, but are faced with pain and hurt and uncertainty.

When our lives aren't going as planned,
and life is de-railed in the midst of the Hopeful expecting.

It's hard to find Happy and see a future of Good
when each breath is labored and the heart is aching.

And right in the middle of this emotional tangle,
an ambulance siren pierced the night,
bringing the victim of a tragic midnight shooting
to the hospital right where we sat.

A family's life was ripped in two as they arrived,
rushed and frantic,
to find their 20-year old daughter barely clinging to life.

We heard the sobs as a mother cried for her only child,
and the wails as this precious girl slipped away
despite all the heroic efforts to save her.

Our tears fell now for the ones who were suffering
an unimaginable grief this New Year's Day.

Our paltry sorrows paling in comparison.

And how do you find the Happy in this?

A New Year that is bleak and grim for a family who must now plan a funeral
instead of planning a life of dreams fulfilled...

There are no words for such grief.

Nor wishes for a Happy New Year.

And we realize anew that life is what we have right now.

For Poppy, it is here in this hospital room, and it is what we make of it.
To cherish time
and another year here, with us.

For Dustin and Blair, it is the moment they have right now,
in each other's arms, loves vows fresh,
their first dance together as Mr. and Mrs...


And somehow, we find the grace to hold on to the Hope,
trusting in the Good this year...

to know that the New Year may not be Happy,
but it can be filled with love, to walk us through the darkest valley.

For as the grief overwhelmed in the ICU ward this night,
as a mother held tightly to a daughter's still form,
friends and family were pouring into the hospital's waiting room and lobby...
more than this small hospital could hold, and yet they came and crowded in,
there to cry with a grieving mother, to walk with her, to be there and offer comfort
in the only way they knew how...

loving her through the grief
right into the new year...


Our wish this New Year would be for Grace
to hold us, right where we are,
whether there is Happy, or there is Sorrow.
May God's Sovereign Hand open to reveal
the Hope that is found, always, in Him...


"...all know and agree that God is sovereign,
that he holds all things in his hand..."
                                          ~ Job 12:10


in Grace He promises to never let us go...


Sunday, July 21, 2013

Weekends are made for this...

Weddings and Kayaks and Grandbabies and Smiles and Spicy Salsa!

What a blissful mix... Mom would have been in the middle of it all!  So, we just went out and lived life joyful in her honor...

She would have turned 73 this very day!

Winging Birthday Love heavenward to you Mom.  Not a day goes by that you don't cross my mind and heart in a thousand ways.  Missing your voice and your laugh... and you would have laughed much over the tumbling chaos of this happy weekend.

Wedding of friends, traditional and sweet...

 
 
Kayaking adventures on our favorite Lake...
 
 
 
Artful designs of wood and wing...
 
 
 
And the weekend would not be complete without the ever-lovin' antics of Aubree Claire...
 
 
Determined to try the salsa... On. Her. Own!!!
 
 
"Are you sure you want to eat that?" her mom questions politely...
 
"Yes, I do." Emphatic reply...
 
 
"Whoa...who put the spicy in that there salsa?!!!!"
 
 
Mom to the rescue instantly!
 
What would we ever do without the tender love and watchful care from our moms?
 
... and our big sisters and daddies???
 
 
Weekends are made for this!
 
Happy Birthday Mom!
We felt your presence as sweetly as an embrace.
You are Missed sorely, you are Remembered always,
You are Loved forever.
 
Can't wait to Hug you again and tell you face to face...
Love you so very much,
                                  Jane