Wecloming the Day

It’s been a rough weekend – moving. Need I say more? It’s not just the back-breaking labor of it (heh, labor – Labor Day – get it?). But the fact that I must accept help from others. Help cleaning. Help packing. Help loading heavy items and moving them from one place to another. Load and unload of those items. Most of which that have no place to go. Do I feel like I deserve that kind of support? That kind of assistance? A giving of service, out of love, out of family. Well….

No , I don’t want to burden anyone else, I feel like I should do it all MYself. But as Jason’s niece says (at four), “That’s ridiculous!” So, I shelf my pride, and I shrug off the chips of independence on my shoulders, and I accept. I accept the generosity. I accept the gratitude. I am humbly and eternally grateful in having this help voluntary, from the outpouring of kind hearts. Jason tells me, of course, my family is helping you. They love you. You are our family and will be my wife.

So, I let his step-dad fix the broken things. His mom clean the dirty things. His brother move the heavy things. I bow my head in thanks for family. A family chosen from loving another. How beautiful.

And today, I welcome the end. The final cleaning. The four-week countdown to the wedding and final preparations. Where do I find the peace and serenity God gives me?

My moonflowers.

One of the baby yard plants had a bloom last night. I felt as proud as the mama plant because I saved the little orphan by flagging it from the mower.

Here she is in all her little glory. Wow – to grow through grass and untreated soil – to just keep growing until the reward of opening her petals to the moon. And maybe that is how I feel too. Going and going and going towards that reward. That day blooming in the future; our marriage, our one home. The seemingly overwhelming details still to handle will finally be complete – and resplendent beyond imagination.

As I turned to go inside, after proudly photographing my little moonflower-that-could. I see a small bee on the mother ship. It’s not the ginormous Okie bee, but it is a busy bee. Something I will be today (and many others). All the wonderful hobbies I love – reading blogs, writing posts, and taking pictures. All on the back-burner as this wedding closes in. So bear with me, as I work my bee bum off and try to get everything done, plus work full time. I will BEE around, just very busy.

Have a bee-u-tiful day!

iBlog Wedding Update

I’ve resorted to blogging by iPhone. What can I say? You do what you gotta do. This is where I ask you to pardon any spelling errors – I’m sure I will have.

This week and weekend flew by. All of the sudden I realized – hello? – I have a wedding coming up in less than two months.

Time is speeding by way too fast for my taste. I could go on and on about what I need to, and have to do, but somehow I think you understand.

So let’s just get to the juice of it. What’s going on with the wedding?!?!

First off, the Church and pastor we’ve had from the beginning. It’s Jason’s childhood Church and where his mom and the little girls go. We’ve had the date and time set, since day one.

Sunday 10-10-10 at 3:10pm

Both cakes are being made by Jason’s mom. I can’t tell you how honored I am. To know our wedding cake will be made with love from a mother – it is humbling. She is also cooking the finger foods in her catering dishes with the help of a friend.

Photographer booked almost BEFORE the proposal. My dear friend I met through blogging – Kellene of Bella Lucia Photography.

Wedding dress – yes! Finally. I had to make myself go shop. Well, that and my maid of honor dragged me. I kept waiting – until I lost weight, until I had money, until, until, until..I couldn’t put it off any longer. And it was fine! I found a beautiful dress, that I can’t show you, because Jason is super traditional. He is downright terrified of seeing it before hand.

I was going to hide it at his moms, but no need. I’d have to pry his eyeballs open to look.

It has a long train, which is more formal than I had planned, but Jason wants to rent tuxes instead of doing suits. The tuxes upped the standard in my opinion and I guess it was meant to be.

We also got two bridesmaid dresses at the same time I bought my dress. One side is off the shoulder, its black taffeta, with gathers to the left on the waist. Really nice and definitely something they can wear again. Quite honestly, I couldn’t stomach the colors of some of those regular bridesmaid dresses. Black is really popular anyway. My sister will get a matching black taffeta pants suit. I have to admit they are going to look incredible.

My colors are peach, pink, and cream. We will have silver and black accents. Lots of ivory tulle, because I love it. The Church itself needs no decorations. It has gorgeous stained glass, deep wood beams, and pews. Simply elegant and lovely. It means so much to the girls and his mom to have the wedding there, makes it even more stunning.

We went shopping for flower girl dresses on Sunday. I wish I had thought of it sooner in the day. We didn’t have much time and they loved trying on dresses. It was so much fun. They would twirl and dance. Prancing on their toes and gazing in the mirrors. I was maybe a little worried they would freeze up at showtime. Eh, Naah! Not anymore.

Why yes those are pink plastic dress up heels. Don’t you know every girl needs some of those in their backpack when flower girl dress shopping (lol).

I don’t think they get “shopping”. They were a little upset we didn’t BUY their dresses. I promised we would get dresses, just not yet, we had to figure out what we liked first. And we did. That was successful. Of course, my favorite was too expensive. Finding four dresses I love and in the right sizes may be the most challenging part.

You read the right. I will have four flower girls. Molly, Bridget, Jason’s niece, and my maid of honor’s daughter Nicole. I love flower girls and this is a little dream of mine. If I could have twelve, believe me I would. There is something magical and charming about little girls, flowers, and brides.

They will be escorting me down the aisle. Both my dads have passed. I want my mom to be mom-of-the-bride; not flower designer, punch maker, or any other duty. Just mom. She has been through a lot of weddings and believe me needs the break for her sanity.

The music is set as well. I have a DJ friend or an iPod. I still have some things to order online. I want to do the sand ceremony, not the unity candle. I have a favorite in mind, it’s a keep-sake glass heart. I, also, need to find two doves for the cake topper. I have found those too, just need to make sure they are ivory. Lastly, I want in memory of frames or candles for my dads. I get emotional knowing physically they won’t be there. To have them honored in some way would mean the world.

I got the invitations on Sunday. Bonus, they had matching programs. Now just to print and mail. Sounds like a party to me (I think tracking down snail mail addresses will be the hardest part).

Not wedding related; packing, moving, and getting Sydney through her second driving test attempt (oh boy!). A little black chapter is closing Sep. 7th, finally an end in sight.

The honeymoon is done. I got my passport papers sent off on Saturday, so I can go to Canada. All I need is a rental car. The car and one night hotel (greatly discounted) is all we have to pay for. Airfare, and all nights in downtown Vancouver – completely free. What a blessing!

Well, my eyes are iCrossing. Hope you enjoyed my iPost Wedding Update.

Here is a song in the wedding. I have LeAnna from Stadium of my Heart to thank for introducing me to it. I heard it on her blog and knew it was perfect. After failing in marriage, we are still daring enough to move forward with tremendous hope, and tremendous love.

I think it takes a lot of guts to brave love again, don’t you?

Wedding Wordless Wednesday

For all my friends that love all things wedding……..presenting my DREAM bouquet and inspiration for the colors of my wedding.

Beautiful isn’t it?

I owe an onslaught of ideas to Kellene. My friend – a wedding planner, and unbelievably talented photographer – not to mention a wonderous soul full of love and light. Your friendship is God sent and blessed beyond measure.

Please check out her post that has a BIG dedication of wedding bliss for me to indulge in again and again.

Bella Lucia Photography Blog