10 Years!

Hours of conversation

Many arguments past
Many hugs given

Some dreams lie dormant
Some dreams born kicking and screaming,

There are tears,
There has been so much laughter

Barrels of forgiveness
Fountains of grace

Some nagging
Some ignoring

Inside Jokes

Some “I want to throw your cell phone out the window, and
then laugh when you get upset”
Some “Could you please not always let all your garden tools strewn all over the
yard; I am so tired of picking up all your piles”

Catching insults
And tossing one in return

Barrels of forgiveness
Fountains of grace

Iron sharpening iron
Keeping no records of wrong

Always hoping
Always persevering

Wondering if someday we will be THAT couple
Who shares a table at the restaurant
Saying nothing

God Forbid

Our anniversary was
the end of April… in true spirit of our union, I am posting this late.

Notes from the Past Week

At a Casting Crowns concert last Friday night, both Gene
& myself found ourselves interested/mesmerized by a girl who was doing
worship/dance/artistic expression in the stands.  I can say I have never seen anyone that stood
out so much. (Just describing) Huge arm motions, huge leaps (as opposed to
hops) and some stuff that looked like kick-boxing.  What I was the most interested in was that
she was sitting beside someone very stoic.
And I wondered if he was: annoyed/amused/enthralled/angry.  What are the boundaries in this kind of
thing?  Gene & I discussed this at
length, (of course) and we decided if we had been in stoic man’s place maybe we
would have been annoyed that the lens of our experience would always have the
kick-boxing worshipper invading our view.
I need my space.


Question: Hunger games? Is it worth the raving and the teen

Answer: Yes it’s that good.

I never bit when something was huge.  I
hated being e a follower that way.  So
you know, I never read Harry Potter, I never read Twilight. But I will be an
unashamed fan of the Hunger Games.

Full disclosure- Of Course there is a
love triangle, but I felt so mature and matronly when I realized that it
totally was not my favorite part of the series.
 But they are YA books, and you gotta get those
fifteen year olds to read somehow.


On Monday there was a fundraiser for Gene’s
nephew.  A lot of Amish came and helped
out.  Amish can get a bad rep, with the bonnet-wearing
and buggy-driving they do.   When it comes
to things like helping out neighbors, my heart swells with pride that these are
the people I come from.  I truly hope I
can pass this kind of Amish-ness to my kids.

More about the Amish.  Gene was telling
me about our neighbor (most of our neighbors are Amish) who was showing him (Gene)
some of the apps on his Ipad.  It seems
like a lot of our neighbors are business or retail store owners and its hard to
do business by mail order these days.  The
Ipad to the rescue.  I wonder if late at
night my neighbor and his wife watch downloaded movies by the light of the gas


This weekend is Easter.  It’s safe to say
that this holiday means more to me than it ever has before.  Jesus risen. Death conquered. To me Easter is
all about Hope.

At the end of this month is our tenth anniversary.  Marriage has been on the mind.  A lot.
What has worked? What needs changing? What used to work, but doesn’t anymore?
Can two last-born screw-ups change their ways?
How did these ten years go by so fast?

And I say good-bye, and have a wonderful Easter weekend.