Thursday, April 25, 2013

That Eighties Wedding...

Thirty- two years ago today, I was preparing to walk down the aisle to be married to the man who had
become my best friend.  We were total opposites and crazy in love.  Young and broke and not sure 
where life would take us, and all we wanted was to spend every moment together.  
I mean, really, do you blame me?  He was a "hottie" and I was completely smitten!  Indulge me as I take a little walk down memory lane to April 25, 1981.  We were twenty years old.  Can you believe it?  So young!
We were married at the First Baptist Church in Jonesville, NC.  This is my mom helping me get ready.  Oh, how I miss my mom!
Mark and his dad
These lovely ladies were my attendants.
My sister, Sherri, was my maid of honor.
I was scared to death.  Happy, but scared.
The newly weds!
With my family  
and Mark's family

and with our grandparents.  This picture is especially precious to me as all of our grandparents 
have passed on since that time.
My mother catered my reception and made my cake.  She was so talented.  I should have learned how to decorate cakes from her when I had the opportunity.  It's a skill that would have come in handy for years to come.  No time.  I was too caught up in other things - hence the wedding pictures.  :)
We had a very simple and lovely reception.
And we're off.  Our life together begins.  I think Mark's expression says it all.
On our fourth anniversary, April 25, 1985, we took our first son Travis (who was six months old), 
to the Washington, DC temple and there we were sealed for time and all eternity.
What an amazing day.

The last thirty two years have been filled with joy and happiness, along with struggles and sorrow.
That's what life is all about and I wouldn't  have wanted to take this journey with anyone else. We were young and naive when we stepped out of that church so many years ago, but we've grown up together (well, we're trying) , raised an amazing family and now we find ourselves in another phase of life as we watch our children chart lives of their own.  It's taking some getting used to, this emptying nest, but   with God's grace we'll make it through this one too.  I enjoy having time to spend together and getting to know this man even better.  After thirty years, I'm discovering that I've just scratched the surface.  But that's okay.  Eternity is a long time.

*Edited from the archives.

Monday, April 22, 2013

Happy Birthday Kenzie!


Twenty one years ago today, a little girl was born into a family of brothers.  When the ultrasound informed us that we were going to have a girl, I wasn't sure I believed it.  After all, machines can be wrong.  But I hoped.  Then when she was born, I kept saying, "I can't believe we have a girl", over and over again.  But it was true, a girl we had, and in an instant we entered the world of pink and purple, hair bows, dolls and ponies.  And oh, what a wonderful world it's been.
She was the princess.  Just ask her, she'll tell you. She had us all wrapped around her fingers.
Raising a girl is a lot different than raising a boy.  I found that out right quickly.  With three brothers ahead of her, I felt like I was in my groove with boys, but this little girl was completely different.  Boys take it as it comes and can brush things off pretty quickly, but girls are emotional!   And that intensifies as they get older.  As much as she enjoyed trying to keep up with her brothers, she was definitely her own person. 
Halloween was lots of fun.  Suddenly I had to come up with new,girly costumes instead of my typical routine of trying to talk my boys into recycling through the box of existing costumes. No- pirates, spider man and Harry Potter would not work here. 
The pets became larger and lots more work, though I did love watching her ride her horse.
Years of 4 H presentations, brownie meetings, girls camp, music lessons, homeschooling, birthday parties and field trips around the world, all seem to have passed in a blur.  I've blinked my eyes and my little girl has become a lovely young woman with her life ahead of her.
She still loves those brothers,
and I find I enjoy her company more and more each day.
Whether we're picking apples, baking cookies, knitting or taking off on a trip, she's good company to have around.   And I find that she has taught me things that I could have never learned from her brothers.  Like how to make cheesecake for instance.   The girl can make a killer cheesecake!  I'm so proud of the direction she is headed in her life and know she will succeed at anything she puts her mind to.  
Happy Birthday Leah Mekenzie Wray.
Heavenly Father knew we needed a girl in our family.
He knew we needed you! 
We sure love you...
Brothers, be warned.  Your birthdays are coming up soon...

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Why I Love Father Tim and the Folks from Mitford

When life seems crazy and when I feel tired, discontent or a little bit ornery, I like to curl up on the couch for a few hours and go to Mitford.  I know Mitford isn't a real town, but I want it to be and I want to live there!   Visiting this mountain town and it's residents is like a breath of fresh air to me. I get completely caught up in the lives of Father Tim, Cynthia, Dooley and Puny.  Then there's Miss Sadie, Uncle Billy and Rose Watson, Emma and Esther.  I love them all!  This book just makes me smile...
That's why I suggested it for a recent book club meeting.  I wanted to read it again and I wanted all my friends to get to know these characters for themselves.  I knew we would have a great time discussing the book and there would be so many options for refreshments.  There's a lot of good eating that goes on in this town!  In fact, there's even a cookbook that has recipes for all the delectable Mitford fare.  I thought purchasing this would help me decide what to  prepare and since I have a slight weakness for cookbooks, it was amazing how quickly I talked myself into it.   It is a great cookbook though and it's almost as much fun to read as the novel.
 After this latest reading, I've been trying to decide what it is I love so much about this series.  Oh, did I mention there's nine books in the series?  (Yes, and I've read them all. )  Here's what I've come up with.

*First of all, Father Tim is adorable.  I love his sweet, kind manner, his desire to serve his friends in Mitford (those who belong to his parish and everyone else too), his humility and graciousness.  The first  page finds him arriving at his office, uttering the prayer that he's offered at it's door every morning for twelve years, "Father, make me a blessing to someone today, through Christ our Lord, Amen."  Wouldn't the world be a better place if we all said that same prayer each day?  This book is full of people showing love to one another and meeting each other's needs.  

*This make believe town is small enough that people can walk to their destinations.  In fact, Father Tim gave up his car for Lent and for seven years, walked everywhere he needed to go.  I once lived in a small town in Vermont and because we were young marrieds and poor, found myself in a similar situation.  We only had one car and Mark drove to work most days.  If I wanted to go somewhere, I put Travis in the stroller and we walked.  Our quaint little town had a village green and the longest covered bridge in Vermont.   It was really wonderful.  Gosh, I could go back and live that time over again.  

*People correspond with each other through letters.  With life moving at a hectic pace, to receive a handwritten letter is truly a gift.  Father Tim's Bishop sends him hand written letters and the joy with which they are received is touching.  I feel excitement when I pull a card or letter from my mailbox.  I know someone has sacrificed time on my behalf, when it's so much easier to send an email or text.  Those forms of communication have their place, but a thoughtful hand written letter can be enjoyed over and over.

* Friends in Mitford entertain each other around the dinner table.  Having a dinner party is another simple pleasure that seems to have gone by the wayside in our busy lives.  Taking the time to plan and prepare a meal and sit down with friends to eat is one of life's greatest pleasures.  A pot of homemade soup and a loaf of bread can be a feast with the right company.  I want to do more of this.

*Time in nature is seen as necessary and restorative to the soul.  When Father Tim needs a much needed break, he takes a walk in the woods or visits his friend's farm where he can be outside and enjoy nature.  We miss so much when we don't step out of our doors and breathe in fresh air and turn our faces to the sun.  

* Faith in God is central in the lives of the folks of Mitford.  Even though some might find this story too sweet and idyllic, there are a number of difficult and real life issues that some of the people are struggling to overcome.  A child and his siblings who have to be placed in separate homes because their alcoholic mother can no longer care for them, a woman dying of cancer, a lonely widow and a thief who is running from the law are just a few of the situations in which Father Tim finds himself involved.  He seeks inspiration on behalf of each of them and helps them turn their problems to the Lord.  I love the constant reminder that God is in control.

*People make time for each other.  Whether it's lunch at the local diner or a visit on the front porch, people take the time to talk with one another.  Today's "friends" are becoming names and pictures on a Facebook page, while real friends are genuinely interested in each other's lives and having face to face conversations.  Again, I think busyness is the enemy to relationships.  It takes intentional effort to step outside of our agendas and spend real time with someone else. 

*Reading is valued.   Father Tim loves C.S. Lewis, Oswald Chambers and poetry by Wordsworth. He likes to hang out in the local bookstore and discuss great books. He keeps a commonplace book where he records his favorite quotes and thoughts from others.  I don't think there's one mention of anyone watching tv in this series, although I'm sure they do.  These folks are into living life, not watching others live life on the screen.  

*Hard work is considered a virtue.  People in Mitford don't expect a handout, they work for what they get.  From Father Tim's hard working housekeeper to the young Dooley who works after school to earn money for a much desired bicycle, everyone is hard at work on something.  

*The folks in Mitford take care of their own.  One of my favorite parts of the book is when every church is represented at Homeless Hobbs shack for Thanksgiving, bearing gifts of food for the poorest in Mitford.  The sick are visited in the hospital and the elderly are ensured comfortable homes.  The folks look out for one another, just as they should.  

I don't know about you, but I would love to live in a place like this.  I guess I enjoy life a little on the old fashioned side.  I know, I know, this is just make believe, but couldn't we try harder to make our own towns a little more like Mitford?   This is what we talked about at our book club meeting and I for one plan to work on each one of these areas.  After discussing the book, we sat around my dining room table and indulged in Esther Bolick's famous Orange Marmalade Cake.  As I spent the afternoon making the cake, I thought it couldn't really be good enough to be worth all the trouble- three "from scratch" layers, soaked in orange syrup, layered with orange marmalade, with a whipped cream frosting.  But the first bite proved me wrong.  It was definitely a delicious cake worthy of Mitford fame.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Spring Blessings

First week counting...
                                    when I share entries from my Gratitude Journal
2041- pumpkin bread spread with cream cheese
2042-watching ducks swim on our pond
2043- thunder
2044- the first daffodils
2045- the clean scent of freshly mopped floors
2046- my husband walking through the door, loaded down with fresh flowers
2047- knitting with Kenzie
2048-soaking up the sun on the first day of spring
2049-waking up to a blanket of snow
2050- reminiscing about shared adventures with Carol
2051- a cup of chamomile tea in the afternoon
2052-puffy, down jacket with furry hood to warm my ears!
2053- the tingle of rosemary mint shampoo
2054- three layer cake on wedding china
2055- followed promptings from the spirit
2056- pickles and bread- gifts for the hostess
2057- sweet memories
2058- colored eggs
2059- hot cross buns
2060- Easter table
2061-double chocolate milanos
2062- tulips
2063- celebrating Carol's life with family and friends
2064- a thoughtful card from Cindy
2065- hands in the dirt
"Wherever you are, be all there".
Elizabeth Elliot