On Monday, this photo came flying in like a blast from the past. My friend Courtney was apparently archiving some old photos to digital format and paused long enough to send me on this trip down memory lane. It’s funny how photos remind you of moments you’d likely never think of again, but as soon as I saw it, I remember that night like it was yesterday. . It was Halloween 2007 and we were (OBVIOUSLY) expecting Oaks to arrive any day. Outside of the fact that our little golfer doesn’t look very happy to be there, we were doing pretty good. How crazy is it that I remember that one of my biggest challenges at that time was blow drying my hair? (Oh, how life has changed!) It was exhausting. My arms were already tired from carrying that 15 month old chunky monkey around and by the time I finished, my …
This beautiful, warm soul is my new friend Anna. This was actually the first day we ever met face to face. We’d chatted by phone and texted multiple times, so by the time we met, I felt like I’d known her forever.
We were meant to be friends.
One day, I was having coffee with my friend Tonia (our home organizing sponsor) when I mentioned that we were looking for the fourth panelist for our “Let’s Get Together” GNO (this Thursday). She whipped out her phone, telling me she had the perfect person. She immediately sent Anna a text, and to my complete surprise, she was down for a chat. We hopped on the phone later that week and I knew Anna was our girl.
She courageously agreed.
It was courageous for so many reasons, not the least of which is taking the mic, in front of a group of strangers, to share what beauty means …
Last night we got together with our small group from church and in honor of Scott’s (25th) birthday, we all pitched in to make his favorite dessert and things got a little hot. Flames danced in the pan while they sang their beautiful rendition of the birthday song.
That’s a pretty good representation of our marriage and life together.
No one has ever accused us of being room temperature, the flames dance a lot. We’re both off the charts on the passion factor, which has its pros and cons within the relationship. Things get heated often and easily, but one thing I know for sure is there’s no one else I’d rather spend my life with.
He’s the one and only. . . and always will be.
During our little family birthday celebration, we went around the table saying all the things about Scott we appreciate and what are grateful for. It made me …
In our fifteenth year of marriage this year, Scott & I had the privilege of attending the wedding of our first niece to get married. It was a “fairytale” wedding in every way. Set on the sprawling lawn of a vintage mansion beside a serene lake, on a stunning Florida afternoon, there wasn’t much more one could ask for.
It was the perfect start of a fairytale love story.
Except for that one part. . . when it was time for the perfect couple to run through the tunnel, leading to their getaway car in the front drive, with all of our sparklers waving in the air. I guess we missed the minor detail that sparklers = fire, which = smoke and in a tunnel = low levels of oxygen. Not to worry. Everyone survived and the pictures were gorgeous! It all went down in the books as a beautiful end to …
My sister Michelle was in town from Orlando last night, so the timing was exactly right for a HeartStories GNO “Masteller sisters reunion”. It turned out to be the perfect night for Scott to be our special guest as there was a lot of extra heckling from the crowd (well, from one table in particular). 😉 Since we’d decided to talk about love & marriage, I knew it was going to be open season during the Q & A, I just wasn’t expecting all the side-questions and commentary from the sister table throughout the night.
AND, it all turned out just exactly right.
See, the thing about sisters (whether by birth or by choice) is, they know your story. They’ve lived your history. They bring rich context to every scenario that goes deeper and further. They know you’re hot buttons and they know your joy. They can see through the facade as if it wasn’t …
As summer draws to a close and kids head back to school, I’m feeling bittersweet emotions. I’ve spent more time with the boys this summer than probably any summer before and yet somehow, it still doesn’t feel like enough.
I’m sad to see them go.
On the other hand, I’ve spent more time with them this summer than any other summer, AND we’re remodeling our house, which means there are many, MANY things to do and catch up on starting next week. So I’m excited to refocus my time back toward the things that have been on the back burner. I’m looking forward to making some space to create again.
I’m looking forward to space to breathe. . . alone.
But even as those words hit the page, it sends a chill up my spine and a dagger to my heart. I don’t want them to go. This summer has been amazing. Those boys are my life.