Aruba

We went to Aruba again with my parents at the beginning of June. We are so blessed to be able to go to someplace so beautiful. And even more blessed that my parents let us stay with them, so our costs are minimal. The vacation was just what we needed. There is so much going on right now, especially since we sold the condo, that we just needed some time to relax. Even to realize why it is that we got married. There is something about an ocean as clear as the sky that makes you fall in love all over again.

More pictures coming later!

A Garden Wedding

Again, let me mention how much I love weddings. In fact, the moment I realized that my own wedding was over, I was devastated. It was the best most magical day of my life. If I could have done it over and over again, I would have relished in it. To wrap myself back up in my wedding gown and take that long coveted walk down the aisle one more time....So the next best thing for me, is going to weddings. I love the hope that is expressed in the eyes of the betrothed. As they hold onto one another, unencumbered by any kind of future disappointments, simply living and loving in that moment. Clinging to each other and basking in the glow of their love. My friend Tricia got married on June 6th. Both the ceremony and reception were held at an old historic home in the city. And it was outside! I could never have done that. With my personality and defeatist attitude, I would have been obsessed with the weather. Terrified of rain, thunderstorms, windstorms, humidity, a plague of locusts, etc.... But Tricia had faith and her day was beautiful. Really. The sun was singing its lovely light through the boughs of the trees. A slight breeze whispered through the evening, caressing the scattered rose petals along the aisle, stirring them into a beautiful circular dance. And as the bride walked down the aisle, it appeared as if even nature was awed by her.

Moving to Minnesota

Aunt Pam and her boys!

Remember Jack? Well, his dad got accepted to a residency program in Neuroradiology at Mayo
Clinic in Rochester. He begins the program on July 1st. So my sister hosted a farewell party for them last weekend. I am heartbroken that they have to leave. The program is five years! By the time they come home Jack will be in kindergarten. Not to mention, he will probably have a sibling by then too. I have such love for Jack. He was born during my deepest depression. Loving him helped me to cope with my own sorrow. His needs were so great at the time that I couldn't focus on my own sadness. I got through each day by thinking of Jack. And now he is leaving. But he is going to Minnesota as a healthy baby, and he will grow up into a healthy boy. And I like to think that just maybe I had a little hand in his future.

Suprise visit from Lily's hero!

Beautiful Beautiful Beautiful Boy