It's been a crazy few weeks. March 26th was our official last day in Missouri. We knew it was coming, but it felt like it still snuck up on us. The last week in Mo was hard--lots of goodbyes, and packing. I have pics to help us remember--but no way to transfer them--all packed up in our storage unit.
Moving makes you learn a lot about yourself and others. A few things I learned: saying goodbye is always hard, people surprise you at just how kind they can be, 4 year olds have very tender spirits, and people are the best thing of any place.
*Saying goodbye is always hard
To those of you who saw a few tears, there were even more! (: Let's just call it see you later...
*People surprise you at how kind they can be
I knew I had kind friends and neighbors, but I was still surprised! I am not one to accept help easily, so it took multiple offers before I finally accepted help (thanks Amy and Chris, you saved me). SO MANY people offered to help lend a hand, brought over treats and cute cards (I actually got teary-eyed when I read a note from our babysitter, Emma and our neighbors the Murphys). I can't even name off all the kind deeds--from the Benney's driving the boys around in their convertible, to treats from Rachel to little gifts for the boys from Traci and Ryan/Danny.....the list goes on and on. THANK YOU!!!
*4 Year olds have very tender hearts
K ADORES his neighbors in Missouri. Thursday night before we left may have been the toughest moment of them all. We went and said goodbye to our neighbors. K and Little J got to wrestle one last time with the boys of the neighborhood. When we said it was time to say goodbye, K lost it--he was so sad it tore me apart. His little heart was aching and so was the rest of our family. The last day, he teared up again saying goodbye to his room. My little tender heart. Thank goodness kids are so resilient.
*People are the best thing of any place.
The people are what we will miss most of Missouri. We will miss the rain, the bunnies in the yard and the Cardinals fans, but mostly the people. To all our neighbors, and friends--you will always hold a place in our heart. AND this is not really a goodbye, but a see you later. We hope to see you all soon--come visit us!! Utah is a great place to visit (that's a huge hint okay?!)
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
When I Grow Up
This is the conversation that I had w/ my four year old at dinner the other night:
K,"I want to be a dinosaur when I grow up."
Me, "Wow!"
K, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
(Oh, he thinks I'm not grown up....so sweet.)
Me, "I want to be a mom and a teacher." (so true, but NOT what he was looking for.)
K w/ a frustrated look on his face, "No, Mom, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
Me, "I want to be a bird so I can fly." (a little more imagination right?!)
K was satisfied w/ that answer. He goes into all sorts of details about being a dino and how Dadda and Little J would be dinos too. I then said I wanted to be a dino that could fly wanting to be the same species as the rest of my family.
K, "After I am a dinosaur, I want to be a police officer. Then, I want to be a race car driver. Then I want to be a sword fighter. Then, I want to be a golfman."
I am so glad that my little one has such high expectations for himself....until he said this:"Then, after a golfman, I want to be a bad guy." Me, "K, I don't think you want to be a bad guy. Don't you want to be a good guy?" K, "Okay, I will be a good bad guy."
(On a side note, as I'm typing this K comes up to me. He asks what I'm doing and I retell our convo. He then says, "After all that, I want to be a monster. After all that, I will be done."
Oh, then it's settled.
(I'm rooting for the golfman--the least dangerous of the bunch. A golfman w/ values, of course.)
K,"I want to be a dinosaur when I grow up."
Me, "Wow!"
K, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
(Oh, he thinks I'm not grown up....so sweet.)
Me, "I want to be a mom and a teacher." (so true, but NOT what he was looking for.)
K w/ a frustrated look on his face, "No, Mom, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
Me, "I want to be a bird so I can fly." (a little more imagination right?!)
K was satisfied w/ that answer. He goes into all sorts of details about being a dino and how Dadda and Little J would be dinos too. I then said I wanted to be a dino that could fly wanting to be the same species as the rest of my family.
K, "After I am a dinosaur, I want to be a police officer. Then, I want to be a race car driver. Then I want to be a sword fighter. Then, I want to be a golfman."
I am so glad that my little one has such high expectations for himself....until he said this:"Then, after a golfman, I want to be a bad guy." Me, "K, I don't think you want to be a bad guy. Don't you want to be a good guy?" K, "Okay, I will be a good bad guy."
(On a side note, as I'm typing this K comes up to me. He asks what I'm doing and I retell our convo. He then says, "After all that, I want to be a monster. After all that, I will be done."
Oh, then it's settled.
(I'm rooting for the golfman--the least dangerous of the bunch. A golfman w/ values, of course.)
Thursday, February 4, 2010
The Request
"Momma, play cars with me." The request came from my 2 year old. I was actually writing thank you notes for Christmas gifts--I figured January was coming to a close and that was my deadline. (yes, I am a procrastinator) He asked 2 times. I pulled myself away reluctantly. I sat on the kitchen floor and little J did too.
We zipped and passed cars back and forth. We had a fabulous time. Seriously. The first minute playing I thought of the thank you cards and how it might actually be February when they were received. Then, I thought of the floor--it so needed to be vacuumed. You know your floor needs to be vacuumed when your 2 year old points to bran muffin crumbs all over the floor and says, "Yucky." Following the crumb thought, my mind wandered to the fact that I needed to take a shower and get dressed--I couldn't stay in workout clothes all day. Finally, I told my mind just to knock it all off and "be in the moment." And, so I was. Best.ten.minutes.of.my.day. Thank you, little J.
We zipped and passed cars back and forth. We had a fabulous time. Seriously. The first minute playing I thought of the thank you cards and how it might actually be February when they were received. Then, I thought of the floor--it so needed to be vacuumed. You know your floor needs to be vacuumed when your 2 year old points to bran muffin crumbs all over the floor and says, "Yucky." Following the crumb thought, my mind wandered to the fact that I needed to take a shower and get dressed--I couldn't stay in workout clothes all day. Finally, I told my mind just to knock it all off and "be in the moment." And, so I was. Best.ten.minutes.of.my.day. Thank you, little J.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
20 Cents
I finally changed my cell phone plan--every text/pic/video I received/sent cost 20 cents. However, the story that unfolds to you now is a video VERY well worth those two dimes.
J was going out of town and K said, "Dadda I am going to wave to you from the window." Well, with all of the hustle and bustle, J forgot to look out his window and wave to K. He drove off and K was absolutely devastated. You know the look, the crumpled up face followed by big crocodile tears. "Dadda didn't wave to me."
I immediately called J, who felt terrible about it. He then sent K a video message waving to him and telling him that he loved him. K probably watched it 20 times the first day. Every time he watched, K would wave back to J and say he loved him too. It was so very sweet--my boy with the tender heart who ADORES his daddy. As the commercial says, "Priceless."
J was going out of town and K said, "Dadda I am going to wave to you from the window." Well, with all of the hustle and bustle, J forgot to look out his window and wave to K. He drove off and K was absolutely devastated. You know the look, the crumpled up face followed by big crocodile tears. "Dadda didn't wave to me."
I immediately called J, who felt terrible about it. He then sent K a video message waving to him and telling him that he loved him. K probably watched it 20 times the first day. Every time he watched, K would wave back to J and say he loved him too. It was so very sweet--my boy with the tender heart who ADORES his daddy. As the commercial says, "Priceless."
Friday, January 29, 2010
Christmas Gift
As many people know, we have been blessed with a great Christmas gift--a new job!! An answer to our prayers. We really feel so blessed. It has been a very learning and growing last half of the year.
It's a job back in Utah. Everyone knows the saying, "Home is where the heart is." Well, your heart can be in a few places--which makes it all interesting. We are thrilled at being close to our family. Grandparents were in tears when they heard the news (let's face it--they miss their grandkids). Born and raised in beautiful Utah, I have missed family, friends, mountains and the snow. That said, thinking about moving makes me already miss things from the beautiful midwest--the rain, bunnies in the backyard, amazing neighbors and friends.
Something that I have come to realize is that one can find beauty wherever you are--both in the surroundings and the people. We have learned so much while here in Missouri. I'll save that for another post...now, I'm not saying goodbye anytime soon--sorry, Mo friends, you can't get rid of us yet! We're here until the house sells (that's the plan for now). Just wanted to spread our good news and thank everyone for all the thoughts and prayers on our behalf.
It's a job back in Utah. Everyone knows the saying, "Home is where the heart is." Well, your heart can be in a few places--which makes it all interesting. We are thrilled at being close to our family. Grandparents were in tears when they heard the news (let's face it--they miss their grandkids). Born and raised in beautiful Utah, I have missed family, friends, mountains and the snow. That said, thinking about moving makes me already miss things from the beautiful midwest--the rain, bunnies in the backyard, amazing neighbors and friends.
Something that I have come to realize is that one can find beauty wherever you are--both in the surroundings and the people. We have learned so much while here in Missouri. I'll save that for another post...now, I'm not saying goodbye anytime soon--sorry, Mo friends, you can't get rid of us yet! We're here until the house sells (that's the plan for now). Just wanted to spread our good news and thank everyone for all the thoughts and prayers on our behalf.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Out of the frying pan and into the fire
Chapter 2 -- 12/16/09
If anything, you have to admit that we have had a really interesting life so far. This year is probably better termed as “stressful” than interesting though. You remember that day in July…we got that unusual email from the VP of HR at Covidien telling us to be available for a call that morning. Not good. It was exactly as I had feared; we were going to be laid off. It turned out that my entire division was getting dissolved.
I wrote this next part while on the plane ride back from Atlanta after interviewing with Kimberly Clark.
It is December 16th and today marks the end of a long – LONG run of interviewing. Here’s the quick recap of a really packed 5 months. This is going to seem like a make believe story and quite crazy. The writing style should, however match how wild this ride has been.
It started out with a hundred phone calls with companies and recruiters. The US Surgical Manager opportunity was one of the first. (Interviewing against my boss, Keith Williams—bad luck) Intuitive interviews in Portland, Washington, Tampa, 10 phone interviews, and then we cancelled the final interviews at corporate because there were 3 other interviews that landed on the SAME DAY! That was a mess. Montana or Oregon just weren’t in the cards for us I guess, much to your Dad and Rita’s dismay. That brought us back to interview one more time with US Surgical, the Monitoring and OR position at Covidien and the Energy Device Region manager spot in Colorado. I cancelled an interview with Navilyst in Colorado to work out these other spots. (And for our sanity) Then we had a phone interview with Interventional Oncology – Covidien. How can I forget the first trip out to Utah in August to interview with Salient Surgical and back to St Louis for another round. My second trip to Utah was for a job with the surgical implant division of Coloplast. When I think of that one I have to wonder, what was I thinking? (Given that selling penile implants just seems a bit odd.) You were encouraging though, despite the job. A phone interview with Smith and Nephew – still to this day the strangest interview I have ever had. Felt like I was getting interviewed by a teenage girl to work at the Gap.
Oh, there’s more: a second interview back in Utah with Gyrus. I went to Little Rock Arkansas to interview with Advanced tissue. Can you believe I went to Little Rock? Then I got started with Boston Scientific – great job, no real promise of an actual position though. So I interviewed there twice and did a field ride. As far as I know, they still think I am in the hunt for that job still. Keith offered us a job in Arizona or Nevada with Coloplast as a rep. That just didn’t feel right so we pushed on, but with a good feeling in the back of our mind that if it all went south we would have a job somewhere. Vince asked us to come back East to Ohio or Kentucky and work for him. That started a whole process of interviews at Kimberly-Clark. Then Coloplast came calling for us to enter the running for a region manager job in Atlanta! Are you kidding me? Why again were we considering a move to Atlanta? Oh ya, we like the idea of being closer to the beach. At the same time, we were really getting excited about the possible adventure of living in Kentucky or Ohio. You know, green acres, rolling hills, the picked white fence and the lab sitting on the front porch. I know that even as you read this you are thinking, “That sounds so great!” Well, we have to decide in the next 48 hours if we are going to make that move.
So I went to Minnesota last week and finished off in Ft Lauderdale in a beach resort hotel interviewing with Keith Johnson at Coloplast. We got a really good offer here! (Really far from home!) Then at the same time, US Surgical calls to offer the Salt Lake North job. After sensing my frustration with their first offer they came back this morning with a better offer. A way back to Utah! (I think) In the midst of all this I did another interview with Ohio Medical for their sales director position. We have created so many spreadsheets to help us make these decisions. Making the decision should be a breeze after all of that, right? I don’t even think I got it all yet….nope. I went swinging to create a position at my old division. I even made a business plan for them. Speaking of business plans, I have one written for our recruiting business now in case we ever go down that road.
At this point I just want for us to pray about these opportunities and make a decision we feel best about. We’ll pray that the Lord will help us along this path. By the time you read this we will have already made that decision. I hope it was a good one and that we feel good about it. Not repeating the back half of this year just seems like a good idea.
You and I have had SO MANY discussions about this. Exhausting! What a great lesson we have learned. Did I say lesson? I meant to say lessons. Numerous lessons! What a miracle this year has been! At the start of this year we had the strong feeling that we needed to prepare and sell the 4plex. Remember, I flew home in February to paint and gut a couple of the units? That was fun! Let’s see, how do we start this topic and do it any justice? We fire the Froerers for their complete failure of management. We hire Jer, who did a great job filling the two units that we fixed up. Then we hired Marty to sell it. Lucy announced her vacancy. How can I forget the boiler unit emergency at her place in the middle of the night that boiled the skin off of my fingers? As painful as that was, I still view it as a miracle that I was there to fix it and avoid flooding two apartments. Then the windows got broken by someone and the gutters clogged and drained down into the stairwell (which just happened to have a clogged drain) and nearly flooded the basement. Again, good thing Marty and Jer came to the rescue on that one. Amazing as this still sounds, someone gave an offer and was somehow able to qualify to get a loan in the midst of this impossible mortgage meltdown. I can still remember like it was two minutes ago that call that came to us at 1am. The guy next door was high and kicked in the back door to the 4 plex and got into the tenants apartment. That was it. We thought for sure that would destroy the deal. Another miracle, they still wanted the place! All of this just weeks before the announced layoff!
If you remember, the tenant at the Gateway had just told us that they were out in June. Did I mention that this was a really crazy year? So we sell the gateway and list our home. (Easy to write that in one sentence--a lot harder to do!) It would seem that the gateway was a smarter purchase than our home. (And our lot and 4 plex)
This chapter was not written to bring back all of the stresses of the past year; although, just writing them has been a bit humbling again. All this has been a good reminder that if we have faith we can weather through the tough times. We have fasted so many times through this process. In fact, the more we strived to draw closer to the Lord, the more we realized the areas that we could improve. You have been incredibly supportive through all of this. I can’t count all of the notes you left for me to cheer me on before and interview. There were more notes than interviews so that should tell you how many there were.
You know now that we rolled with the Kimberly Clark job. The story is so much more complicated as you remember all of the back and forth with these offers over the holiday. At the end of the day, it all came down to the feeling that we need to go back to Utah. So despite the offers outside of Utah, the ones that gave us that window made the most sense. From here on out I would say that we are pretty certain that we won’t be moving from Utah for another job. The only thing that could change that is if we felt really impressed to go that way. Who knows…?
One thing we do know, the adventure has barely just begun. We still have a move back to Utah and a new job to look forward to. You and I both know how fun that is. Like I said at the beginning, we’re just barely getting out of the frying pan. After being in there so long, this fire actually feels pretty comfortable. It seems that we have moved enough now. It would be nice to settle down, what do you think?
If anything, you have to admit that we have had a really interesting life so far. This year is probably better termed as “stressful” than interesting though. You remember that day in July…we got that unusual email from the VP of HR at Covidien telling us to be available for a call that morning. Not good. It was exactly as I had feared; we were going to be laid off. It turned out that my entire division was getting dissolved.
I wrote this next part while on the plane ride back from Atlanta after interviewing with Kimberly Clark.
It is December 16th and today marks the end of a long – LONG run of interviewing. Here’s the quick recap of a really packed 5 months. This is going to seem like a make believe story and quite crazy. The writing style should, however match how wild this ride has been.
It started out with a hundred phone calls with companies and recruiters. The US Surgical Manager opportunity was one of the first. (Interviewing against my boss, Keith Williams—bad luck) Intuitive interviews in Portland, Washington, Tampa, 10 phone interviews, and then we cancelled the final interviews at corporate because there were 3 other interviews that landed on the SAME DAY! That was a mess. Montana or Oregon just weren’t in the cards for us I guess, much to your Dad and Rita’s dismay. That brought us back to interview one more time with US Surgical, the Monitoring and OR position at Covidien and the Energy Device Region manager spot in Colorado. I cancelled an interview with Navilyst in Colorado to work out these other spots. (And for our sanity) Then we had a phone interview with Interventional Oncology – Covidien. How can I forget the first trip out to Utah in August to interview with Salient Surgical and back to St Louis for another round. My second trip to Utah was for a job with the surgical implant division of Coloplast. When I think of that one I have to wonder, what was I thinking? (Given that selling penile implants just seems a bit odd.) You were encouraging though, despite the job. A phone interview with Smith and Nephew – still to this day the strangest interview I have ever had. Felt like I was getting interviewed by a teenage girl to work at the Gap.
Oh, there’s more: a second interview back in Utah with Gyrus. I went to Little Rock Arkansas to interview with Advanced tissue. Can you believe I went to Little Rock? Then I got started with Boston Scientific – great job, no real promise of an actual position though. So I interviewed there twice and did a field ride. As far as I know, they still think I am in the hunt for that job still. Keith offered us a job in Arizona or Nevada with Coloplast as a rep. That just didn’t feel right so we pushed on, but with a good feeling in the back of our mind that if it all went south we would have a job somewhere. Vince asked us to come back East to Ohio or Kentucky and work for him. That started a whole process of interviews at Kimberly-Clark. Then Coloplast came calling for us to enter the running for a region manager job in Atlanta! Are you kidding me? Why again were we considering a move to Atlanta? Oh ya, we like the idea of being closer to the beach. At the same time, we were really getting excited about the possible adventure of living in Kentucky or Ohio. You know, green acres, rolling hills, the picked white fence and the lab sitting on the front porch. I know that even as you read this you are thinking, “That sounds so great!” Well, we have to decide in the next 48 hours if we are going to make that move.
So I went to Minnesota last week and finished off in Ft Lauderdale in a beach resort hotel interviewing with Keith Johnson at Coloplast. We got a really good offer here! (Really far from home!) Then at the same time, US Surgical calls to offer the Salt Lake North job. After sensing my frustration with their first offer they came back this morning with a better offer. A way back to Utah! (I think) In the midst of all this I did another interview with Ohio Medical for their sales director position. We have created so many spreadsheets to help us make these decisions. Making the decision should be a breeze after all of that, right? I don’t even think I got it all yet….nope. I went swinging to create a position at my old division. I even made a business plan for them. Speaking of business plans, I have one written for our recruiting business now in case we ever go down that road.
At this point I just want for us to pray about these opportunities and make a decision we feel best about. We’ll pray that the Lord will help us along this path. By the time you read this we will have already made that decision. I hope it was a good one and that we feel good about it. Not repeating the back half of this year just seems like a good idea.
You and I have had SO MANY discussions about this. Exhausting! What a great lesson we have learned. Did I say lesson? I meant to say lessons. Numerous lessons! What a miracle this year has been! At the start of this year we had the strong feeling that we needed to prepare and sell the 4plex. Remember, I flew home in February to paint and gut a couple of the units? That was fun! Let’s see, how do we start this topic and do it any justice? We fire the Froerers for their complete failure of management. We hire Jer, who did a great job filling the two units that we fixed up. Then we hired Marty to sell it. Lucy announced her vacancy. How can I forget the boiler unit emergency at her place in the middle of the night that boiled the skin off of my fingers? As painful as that was, I still view it as a miracle that I was there to fix it and avoid flooding two apartments. Then the windows got broken by someone and the gutters clogged and drained down into the stairwell (which just happened to have a clogged drain) and nearly flooded the basement. Again, good thing Marty and Jer came to the rescue on that one. Amazing as this still sounds, someone gave an offer and was somehow able to qualify to get a loan in the midst of this impossible mortgage meltdown. I can still remember like it was two minutes ago that call that came to us at 1am. The guy next door was high and kicked in the back door to the 4 plex and got into the tenants apartment. That was it. We thought for sure that would destroy the deal. Another miracle, they still wanted the place! All of this just weeks before the announced layoff!
If you remember, the tenant at the Gateway had just told us that they were out in June. Did I mention that this was a really crazy year? So we sell the gateway and list our home. (Easy to write that in one sentence--a lot harder to do!) It would seem that the gateway was a smarter purchase than our home. (And our lot and 4 plex)
This chapter was not written to bring back all of the stresses of the past year; although, just writing them has been a bit humbling again. All this has been a good reminder that if we have faith we can weather through the tough times. We have fasted so many times through this process. In fact, the more we strived to draw closer to the Lord, the more we realized the areas that we could improve. You have been incredibly supportive through all of this. I can’t count all of the notes you left for me to cheer me on before and interview. There were more notes than interviews so that should tell you how many there were.
You know now that we rolled with the Kimberly Clark job. The story is so much more complicated as you remember all of the back and forth with these offers over the holiday. At the end of the day, it all came down to the feeling that we need to go back to Utah. So despite the offers outside of Utah, the ones that gave us that window made the most sense. From here on out I would say that we are pretty certain that we won’t be moving from Utah for another job. The only thing that could change that is if we felt really impressed to go that way. Who knows…?
One thing we do know, the adventure has barely just begun. We still have a move back to Utah and a new job to look forward to. You and I both know how fun that is. Like I said at the beginning, we’re just barely getting out of the frying pan. After being in there so long, this fire actually feels pretty comfortable. It seems that we have moved enough now. It would be nice to settle down, what do you think?
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Magic of Christmas
K ADORES Christmas this year--and I'm not just talking about the whole Santa/toy part. He was positively giddy about decorating this year. He was very involved w/ decorating the tree and putting up all of the lights. Every morning, one of the first things he does is come downstairs and plug in the lights. Every night when it gets dark, he plugs the lights outside. Both boys love helping w/ the advent calendar.
I love Christmas traditions. A fellow blogger/friend wrote an entry that resonates with me. Every season as we open the Christmas boxes up to decorate, memories dance in my head. One of our traditions is to listen to the Forgotten Carols as we decorate. It brings me to my teenage years of doing the same thing. It takes me back to when Jas and I went to the Forgotten Carols while we were dating, the next year engaged and like 5 years in a row (until we moved here.) The music touches my soul.
While decorating, the ornaments sing out other memories. I don't have one of those gorgeously decorated themed tree. We have the memory tree because each decoration evokes sweet memories.
*the bitten ballerina--a decoration I made as a little girl and that my childhood dog, Toffy, got a hold of
*the candy cane horse--my Grandma Evie made this and every year we put in a new candy cane. It means a lot because she passed away when I was a little girl.
*K and little J's first Christmas ornaments--how Christmas means that much more when you get to share it with your children.
*Our honeymoon knitted beanie--J and I got this on our honeymoon in Jackson Hole.
*a few teacher ornaments--from my students when I taught 3rd grade.
*Our Wright Family ornament--so beautiful (thanks Cherilyn! K broke it and she made another one for us. It now is on the top of the tree!)
*My favorite ornament ever--J gave this to me on our first Christmas married. It's a heart shaped ornament w/ a lock and key and a pic of us on our wedding day. It says "true love is our love." I cried when he gave it to me.
I love the smells, the sounds and the sights of Christmas. I look forward to adding to our memory tree.
I love Christmas traditions. A fellow blogger/friend wrote an entry that resonates with me. Every season as we open the Christmas boxes up to decorate, memories dance in my head. One of our traditions is to listen to the Forgotten Carols as we decorate. It brings me to my teenage years of doing the same thing. It takes me back to when Jas and I went to the Forgotten Carols while we were dating, the next year engaged and like 5 years in a row (until we moved here.) The music touches my soul.
While decorating, the ornaments sing out other memories. I don't have one of those gorgeously decorated themed tree. We have the memory tree because each decoration evokes sweet memories.
*the bitten ballerina--a decoration I made as a little girl and that my childhood dog, Toffy, got a hold of
*the candy cane horse--my Grandma Evie made this and every year we put in a new candy cane. It means a lot because she passed away when I was a little girl.
*K and little J's first Christmas ornaments--how Christmas means that much more when you get to share it with your children.
*Our honeymoon knitted beanie--J and I got this on our honeymoon in Jackson Hole.
*a few teacher ornaments--from my students when I taught 3rd grade.
*Our Wright Family ornament--so beautiful (thanks Cherilyn! K broke it and she made another one for us. It now is on the top of the tree!)
*My favorite ornament ever--J gave this to me on our first Christmas married. It's a heart shaped ornament w/ a lock and key and a pic of us on our wedding day. It says "true love is our love." I cried when he gave it to me.
I love the smells, the sounds and the sights of Christmas. I look forward to adding to our memory tree.
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