Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Invitation
Mom might kill me for posting this, since it's not the official one, but it's pretty darn close and pretty darn cute!
Sunday, March 11, 2012
6 weeks--forever
5 weeks and 6 days from now, I will be married. How in the world we got from 13 weeks to 6 weeks in about two minutes, I do not know. BUT I'm sure glad that we did.
So much has happened in the last couple of weeks. It's partially Grandma's fault. With my mom and genius decorating aunt down here to spend some time with Grandma, and then help with the funeral, we got some work done.
For the week after Grandma passed away, things tended to go like this with them: 1. Work on funeral arrangements until it was too much. 2. Work on wedding arrangements until it was too much (though too much probably applied to me more than them.)
They're amazing. The funeral was beautiful. Our family, already pretty tight-knit, pulled together even more as we remembered the most amazing mother.
I think that Grandma is happy with the wedding. When I asked if I could wear her wedding dress, she said, "I would be honored."
These last couple of weeks have really been a testimony of the Plan of Salvation to me. (a slightly more divine version of "The Circle of Life.") Death has been prominent, but life has been also, in all of its stages. Friday night I spent some time with my very pregnant aunt. Today my soon-to-be niece worked on her stair-climbing skills, shrieking with joy after every slip or step. Brittany got into Weber State and BYUH and is just about decided as to where to go. (I'll let her tell you, though.)I'm getting married. Angie's getting married. Her parents are grandparents. My parents are not. And we're all connected by invisible gold thread, keeping us close even when mortality gets in the way.
This post is beginning to ramble, so I'll just sum it all up with a picture.
This picture was taken almost 53 years ago. Aren't they a beautiful couple? Yes, that's my Grandma and Grandpa Welch.
I'm starting my own branch of the family tree in 6 weeks. I'm going to wear that same dress. How's that for a juicy detail?
P.S. Family=forever.
So much has happened in the last couple of weeks. It's partially Grandma's fault. With my mom and genius decorating aunt down here to spend some time with Grandma, and then help with the funeral, we got some work done.
For the week after Grandma passed away, things tended to go like this with them: 1. Work on funeral arrangements until it was too much. 2. Work on wedding arrangements until it was too much (though too much probably applied to me more than them.)
They're amazing. The funeral was beautiful. Our family, already pretty tight-knit, pulled together even more as we remembered the most amazing mother.
I think that Grandma is happy with the wedding. When I asked if I could wear her wedding dress, she said, "I would be honored."
These last couple of weeks have really been a testimony of the Plan of Salvation to me. (a slightly more divine version of "The Circle of Life.") Death has been prominent, but life has been also, in all of its stages. Friday night I spent some time with my very pregnant aunt. Today my soon-to-be niece worked on her stair-climbing skills, shrieking with joy after every slip or step. Brittany got into Weber State and BYUH and is just about decided as to where to go. (I'll let her tell you, though.)I'm getting married. Angie's getting married. Her parents are grandparents. My parents are not. And we're all connected by invisible gold thread, keeping us close even when mortality gets in the way.
This post is beginning to ramble, so I'll just sum it all up with a picture.
This picture was taken almost 53 years ago. Aren't they a beautiful couple? Yes, that's my Grandma and Grandpa Welch.
I'm starting my own branch of the family tree in 6 weeks. I'm going to wear that same dress. How's that for a juicy detail?
P.S. Family=forever.
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