Sunday, November 16, 2008

Lotsa Life

Yesterday was one of the busiest days I've had in awhile, but poignant in so many ways. Yesterday I celebrated friendship, the birthday of an 83 year old matriarch, and a beautiful wedding of two people who are young and in love. At around 11 p.m., I also celebrated the comfy warmth of my blessed bed, but that's beside the point.

My day started off with brunch at a really yummy restaurant with some really sweet friends. Annie (far left) came in from Nashville to see the Reba concert with Robyn (far right) on Friday night. And since we all think Annie is awesome, Sophie, Lora Lynn (+Willa), and I met up with the Reba-stalkin' duo to throw back some delicious food and to chat about every random thing under the Alabama sun. I had such a great time with these girls who can make you laugh your head off one minute and amaze you with their passion or strength the next. I snapped this picture right before I had to run (almost literally) out the door.



I had to run because I was l-a-t-e. I was supposed go home, get changed and pick up the Crew to head to my Grandma's little place because yesterday was her 83rd birthday.

It ended up that there would be no way for us to pull that off and get to the wedding on time, so my Mom and the kids went on while Mark and I headed to the church. It all turned out much better when it was all said and done because we were able to stop in to see her by ourselves after the ceremony.

My Grandma has this sweet little room-mate and between the two of them, we stay in stitches. By the time you are in your 80's, I guess you are done caring about the apropos things in life, which is an attribute that makes Mark and I adore spending time with the elderly. Sadly, I forgot to take my camera into the home when I went in. It might have had something to do with the fact that it felt like 60 below zero outside, so I was more concerned with avoiding frostbite than being a shutterbug. BIG bummer.

Earlier in the afternoon, though (and when the temps were much more bearable), we arrived at one of the most beautiful little churches in our area. It was made even more picturesque with the brilliant foliage that surrounded it. Take all of that and mix it with a crisp, sort-of-overcast Autumn day and you've got a set-up for a lovely wedding.

And a lovely wedding it was, indeed. There isn't much in this world that compares to young love. There is so much to be learned, so much to grow into, and so much prove when you make a giant step like marriage at an age when you should only be concerned with college and impending careers.



But sometimes, against the grain of society, God brings two people together before all of that is completely figured out....



And sometimes.....



....dare I say, many times, it all turns out a thousand fold more beautiful than the best laid plans of another.

Married at 19 to that guy in the last shot,




14 comments:

Halfmoon Girl said...

Aaah, I love how you ended this post. So sweet- made me tear up- great shot of your hubby. Yes, there is just something about young love...but something solid and calm about tried and true love.

3girlsmom said...

I still cannot believe that Sophie's sister chatted with Reba the other day. I don't know if I will ever get over that.
I'm totally putting this picture on my blog, too. That, and the one with the monks. You know, the ones from the "monkery". PLEASE don't tell me that you had already left when that happened - if so, I'll tell you the whole story because it was hilarious.

Caroline said...

I love this post and especially how you ended it!

Great pic of your Mark...he needs to add that to his FB! :-)

Lora Lynn @ Vitafamiliae said...

Such a fun brunch! Glad you could squeeze us in!

And I'm with you. Just barely twenty when I snagged my fella!

Tammy said...

Sounds like such a fun time and the wedding photos are pretty!

My grandmother just turned 93 and is just precious to be around too.

Fran said...

Well aren't you just precious over that man of yours?! Such a beautiful picture....don't tell him that, right?

Reformed Grits said...

Awe, so I guess that whole "married" then "single" thing on Facebook worked out, eh?

Emily said...

awwww. I love your ending too! 19 is old enough for God to work miracles in our lives. I was 18 years old chica! UNbelieveable. But almost 16 years later....

chickadee@afamiliarpath said...

whew! i'm relieved to know my kids will be normal no matter how much i love the smell of gasoline.

javamamma said...

I had just turned 19 when I got married too! Things are going beautifully. ;)

We attended the wonderful joining of two young friends this past weekend. What a wonderful time!

His Girl said...

I totally didn't expect to get all teary there at the end... I too was a child bride- 19 years old without a clue- but 17 years later, I can't believe what a wonderful miracle God has crafted. Beautiful post, chica!

EEEEMommy said...

Ditto on the ending! Beautiful! :)

willblogforshoes said...

Awww! A little teary over here!

BTW, I'm a smidge jealous of the brunch!

Angela; said...

aw Gayle, so sweet. Nice pic of Mark, too.

I'm missing you...

BTW: I've started using my hsb blog for some serious recordings of our homeschooling journey. If you're still a registered member you'll be able to access it.

((hugs))