Wednesday, June 8, 2011


I recently finished putting together our wedding scrapbook album. I know...almost two years late! As I was browsing through hundreds of images from our wedding day, my mind flooded with memories of so much happiness. Happy yellow flowers, the warm sun and cool night breeze, stolen kisses on the temple grounds, a dance floor full of happy, carefree friends, a hand to hold.

I was also reminded of how incredibly lucky I am. Lucky I live in a time when my precious memories can be captured by the wonderful invention of a camera. Lucky I have the ability to create and make things with my hands. Lucky I have an understanding of temples and forever families. Lucky to have such good friends, friends I don't always get to see but who I still share deep bonds with. Lucky to be able to stay close with my family through an invisible phone connection. Lucky to live in a place where I have the freedom to choose Christ and try my best to follow Him.

And so, so lucky to have this man as a roommate, a friend, a teacher, a companion, an example, a lover, and another part of me.

Photo credit: Jon Woodbury.

1 comment:

Radiant Red said...

Your Blog is so cute! I didn't know you had one. I have been reading all your posts and love your adventures. Miss ya!