Last week I was lucky enough to spend a day visiting with my best friend Lauren; celebrating her new baby and birthday! William is all kinds of wonderful and I enjoyed all the baby cuddles he gave me! We were able to take a few pictures before William decided he wanted to eat again.
It’s been really special watching Lauren become a mama. Please pardon the gushing that’s about to ensue.
Lauren’s been through it all with me and I mean Every. Embarrassing. Moment. (Remember the science fair we entered in 2001? Or the mono haircut of 2006?). Our journey began in Jr. High with a little nudging from our mothers, God Bless them. Because when you are in jr. high sometimes you can’t tell who the real gems are and need a little coaxing. It continued through high school, broken relationships, new friendships, college, marriage, babies, and moves. Our relationship is dear to me. I cherish the moments we are able to share with one another now that she lives in Nashville, TN.
After her visit, I had a great time looking through some old photos. I spared the really embarrassing ones because some outfits just don’t need to be relived.
I’ve learned a lot from you, Lauren but maybe we can learn how to take good pictures together? Maybe a picture where we’re both looking at the camera and not doing a funny pose. We’ll keep practicing.
My family moved from Ohio to Illinois when I was seven and it was very difficult on me.
In Ohio I was a social butterfly. Most of my days were spent at various friend’s houses playing until the sun went down. Our neighborhood was overrun with kids. The first street we moved to in Illinois lacked children my age and so I spent more time on my own. Often, while learning to play by myself, I would spend time in the basement with a particular dresser. This dresser had also been my changing table, but my mom repurposed it to hold pictures. The pictures were of friends and family that I missed and also of earlier times before I was even alive. These weren’t fancy photos, they were often out of focus or had people with their eyes closed, but they were mine.
Fast forward 18 years… Jordan and I discovered my parents old Canon AE-1 (35 mm SLR) camera and surprisingly it still worked. In the 90s my parents switched to a simple and lesser quality point and shoot, which is hard to believe considering the camera they already owned. The camera hadn’t been used in years and so they gave it to us. I’m excited to continue experimenting with film; perusing the unpredictability of the developed rolls just as I did as a little girl.
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Ever since Jordan and I visited Versailles this year, I’ve wanted to learn more about Marie Antoinette. Sofia Coppola’s film Marie Antoinette was inspired by the book, Marie Antoinette: The Journey. My library only had the audio version but I enjoy listening to audio books anyway. Marie was the first name of all the girls in the family and she actually went by Antoinette. That was a surprise to me! Also, if not for an outbreak of smallpoxs that took a sister and left another unfit for marriage (lookswise) it’s possible that she wouldn’t have been married off so young. She originally wouldn’t have been the next in line!
Magnolia trees are my favorite. This particular tree was where I read many books during the warm months. I’m so glad that despite the up and down weather we’ve had this spring, the buds weren’t ruined! They are a very delicate tree and many years a late frost has taken the flowers too quickly.
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I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible. When Harry Met Sally
We were young, naive and in love. Truthfully, we’re even more in love now. Thanks for a wonderful beginning to this journey called marriage. Excited for all the years to come.