I have certainly been feeling very blessed these past few days.
You ladies certainly know how to encourage and show your love...
Every comment {and email} left for me was savored and cherished. I tried getting to many of you to say thanks...but with so many...I got stuck...so now I am still making my way through the list...
But if, somehow, I miss you...just now how blessed I am by your words...
and the knowledge...that I am not alone.
It is amazing how so many of us experience the same feelings...and yet feel so alienated. But I am glad that I put it out there, and received such a positive response.
So thank you...for being you...and sharing your hearts with me ;)
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And speaking of blessings...I am also blessed to have the love of the most wonderful husband for the last three years.
I don't know the couple above, but found this photo a few years ago and adore it. It sits on my bedroom vanity. I wonder about this couple...how they met...fell in love...how long did they have each other...did their marriage last?
I hope so...
As some of you may recall, Joshua and I celebrated our 3rd anniversary on October 1st. I had planned on sharing about how we spent the day with you...but you know how life gets sometimes...
The most important thing that we do on our anniversary is to recall the moments we shared when we first met, fell in love, and got engaged ~ and the promises we made to each other on that day back in 2006.
{This is our wedding invitation...it was wrapped in the most beautiful pale green and white toile paper and tied up with a white bow.}
As of yet, we haven't gotten into the anniversary "gift giving" tradition, but rather try to find something romantic to do together. This year Joshua made the plans. He found out about a Titanic exhibit at a museum in Rochester and decided to take me on the "maiden voyage"...
We received boarding passes when we arrived with information of actual passengers who boarded the Titanic.
I was Annie "Nina" Harper, age 6, traveling with my father and care-giver cousin...
Josh was Annie Funk {both Annies!} traveling alone to visit her dying mother...
And yes, Josh was disappointed that they didn't discriminate between genders, but Miss Annie Funk it turns out, was a rather extraordinary woman. She was a missionary and opened a school for girls...so if he had to be a woman for a day...I think being her was quite an honor ;)
We could not take photos in the exhibit, but it was filled with artifacts pulled from the sea, replica rooms and ships and information on many of the passengers.
At the end, we were able to go to the wall that listed the survivors...and those who perished.
I noticed quickly that my girl, Miss Annie Harper survived.
Sadly, though, Miss Annie Funk did not.
When I came home I researched both to see if I could find photos or stories about them and I did. You can see and read more about my girl here and Josh's here.
It is amazing to hear the stories and put photos with them...makes it all the more real for me...
After that we went to our favorite Vietnamese restaurant and enjoyed dinner and talking about out love...
And this is us...three years into our love {taken at my sister's engagement party last month}...
We are so very, very blessed to have found each other...and to have a love like we do...
And I know that it will last forever.
Till next time...