Some of you have asked about wedding photos, and this post will be almost exclusively that. Our photographer was Kayla Weaver, and she did an excellent job of getting a nice variety of photos: both of Ivan and I and of our family, helpers, and guests. Family photos The Bridal Party The Ceremony The Reception […]
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I like getting up at the same time every morning. Six o’clock (or six thirty by the time we push the snooze two or three times), every morning, steady as the granola we eat for breakfast. I like the sureness of this simple routine. Growing up, I woke when I wanted to. I also slept
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Eight days until Ivan arrives. Twelve days until my marriage. Eighty-two items so far on my list of one thousand gifts. They are like poetry, these gifts: moments dropped like molten crystal, arrested—by mere attention!—a brilliant, sparkling pendant. If I had not seen them, these moments would be nothing special. But I saw them, noticed
I have a headache. I am in my pajamas. My hair is uncombed. TMI? Let me just add that I don’t plan to comb or dress at all today if I don’t have to—not until 9:30 p.m. when I will put on a clean scrub and wash my face and arrive to work as a
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Twelve years ago, my baby sister dreamed she would die at age twenty-one. For twelve years she threw herself heart and soul into living—spontaneous, joyful, loving with all her heart—but wondering all along if really, it would happen. This September, she turned twenty-two. The time of the curse is over and gone, the bright leaves
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