A Wedding Album- 21 Years Ago

You are invited! To look at some of my wedding album, that is!

I said yesterday that today’s post would be the flip side of yesterday’s post about judging. And I have that post for you…but not today. I wanted to celebrate my anniversary with you all, so for the next post we’ll be back to regularly scheduled programming. For now, I hope you enjoy a walk down memory lane with me. (Get ready for some 90’s hair!)

Yes…21 years. Of course, getting married at 10 years old was a hardship but…ya know, it was a different time back then.

Did I have the cutest flower girls or what? Yep, that's my little sisters Leah & Sammie

It was a gorgeous (a-little-too-hot-but-better-than-rainy) June day. All our dresses were homemade. My aunt Mary did mine and my beautiful and precious friend Tam, maid of honor (not matron…that sounds old) made three of the dresses (maybe the little one’s dresses?) Mom did some sewing, I think. Or maybe aunt Mary did all the rest. She’s amazing…so she probably did. But I can’t imagine how long each of those little rosettes took to make!

Brother Jon & the girls. Too cute!!

Before we started dating, Bill was a youth worker and he’d come over to play video games (surprise) with my brother Jon. Years later, Jon said he was crushed when he realized he’d been used. Haha.

 

My sister Sarah...only 14 years old. Aww...pretty girl 🙂

Funny, I don’t remember us all being so young!

 

Well...Hans & Franz were just a big part of our lives back then. Mike "Chief Bald Eagle" was Bill's best man.

Yeah, so the SNL skit “Hans & Franz” with Arnie and Dana Carvey was repeatedly mimicked in our circles. It was only appropriate to have a shot or two in the album. I’ve spared you all the shots. We’ll let this one be the representative. For a laugh, next time you see Bill, you should ask him to do his Hans & Franz imitation 🙂

 

Bill with his mama. No, her fro was not that big...it's a shadow!

Bill’s mom, Sherry, is the best mother-in-law ever. I’m just sayin.

 

Me and my Mama...she was only around 35 years old here! Wow.

Seriously? Can you imagine being “Mother of the Bride” at 35? Well, 35 seemed much older to me then than it does now…can I get an amen?

 

Bill and his daddy, John.

Fun fact: Three of John’s grandkids (all from different children) are born on May 18th. What are the odds of that? Well, John has told me before…it’s in the million to one category but the exact number escapes me.

 

Me and my daddy. You can't really tell but he has a pony tail here. ahaha...Old Hippie!

Well…he wasn’t too happy about his baby girl getting married at 18. But he handled it graciously. I think he started talking to Bill again by our 10th anniversary. 😉

My handsome man!

Love those dimples!

Classic bridal shot...and I wasn't really 10...I was 18

Now, my friend Sue, who took all our wedding pics (with her hubby, Dave) as a wedding present to us (awesome), used very advanced techniques here. She breathed on the lens and took the shot as it cleared. Haha…it was effective tho! (The real shot looks better…this is more blurry cuz it’s a pic of a pic.)

 

We were married already...it was legal!

Mhmm. This speaks for itself.

 

What's wrong with this picture?? Got it yet? Anyway, here's Leah & Sammie in front, then from left: Heather (bff ), Sarah, Ellen, Julie, Tammy, Me & Bill, Mike, Doug, Mike, Tom & Don

How are you liking the 90’s hair?? What awesome friends we had. If any of you are reading this, thanks for sharing our special day with us. We love you and miss you!

 

My Papa. We repeated our vows in front of him at the hospital.

My Papa had been sick in the hospital. He was released just a few weeks before the wedding so we were so glad he’d be able to come. But then he got in a car accident and landed back in the hospital. So we decided if he couldn’t come to the wedding, the wedding would come to him. We all traipsed through the hospital in full wedding attire. The comic relief came when a little old lady wanted to shake Mike’s hand (best man). He shook her hand and as we walked away he discovered some sort of mashed banana substance all over his hand. It was awesome.

 

 

With this ring...Best day of my life.

Dear Bill,

You are the love of my life. I couldn’t have made a better choice even if I had been ten years older! (I was wise beyond my years, you know ;)) I never understood why you took a chance on a young, quiet girl when you had your pick of girls. But I’m forever grateful.

God gave you to me as a gift. You and I declared then that we would be like iron sharpening iron and that we were a triple braided cord…You, Me and God. Through the ups and downs, we have always been there for each other. There’s no one I’d rather be “braided” with. Haha. I love you babe. Happy 21st!

~reb

 

 

 

 

 

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Are You Speaking the Wrong Language?

When Emily was a child her dad traveled the world for business. But he always brought her something unique from each trip. He would search the markets for the thing that reminded him most of the daughter he missed. When he’d arrive home he’d ask her all about what she’d done while he was gone, he’d tell her how proud he was of her and he’d present her with her newest exotic gift. Emily felt that her dad loved her more than anyone in the world. 

Nate had trouble falling asleep as a little boy. So one day his mom had him lie on his tummy and she rubbed his little back hoping to relax him and coax his eyes shut. It worked! He was asleep within minutes and this became a nightly ritual. 
Fast forward twenty years. Emily and Nate have been married for a year now and both are wondering if they’ve made a mistake. 
Emily tells her best friend, “I’m not even sure if he loves me. He never brings me any presents even though I bring him stuff all the time. He doesn’t even appreciate it! So I get upset and then he has the nerve to rub my shoulders!? I know what that’s code for…and it ain’t happenin!”
Nate tells his dad, “I have no idea what she wants, dad. I try to do things around the house to make her happy. I try to rub her shoulders every night to help her relax. Nothing satisfies her!”
This fictional little story demonstrates a very common miscommunication in all kinds of relationships. It’s a problem with love languages. I haven’t read the book in at least fifteen years, but I will always remember the impact that “The 5 Love Languages” by Gary Chapman had on me and my marriage. Mr. Chapman says that there are five different “love languages” that people speak: (For more detailed descriptions click here.)
  • Words of Affirmation
  • Quality Time
  • Receiving Gifts
  • Acts of Service
  • Physical Touch

In the story, Emily felt loved through Receiving Gifts and Words of Affirmation while Nate felt loved by Physical Touch and Acts of Service. Neither felt the other was being loving toward them because rather than showing love the way their partner received it, they were using their own love language to show that they loved the other. I’ve seen this happen in real life and it’s so sad because both people are actually trying really hard yet both are frustrated and feeling unloved. However, the solution isn’t difficult. It’s just a matter of figuring out which love languages make you feel loved and sharing that with your spouse, friend, sister, etc. And vise versa.

Have you ever experienced the kind of miscommunication I described? Do you know what your love languages are? Do you know what your spouse’s are? Your kid’s? It’s really worth looking into. If you click here, you can take a love language survey for free. I hope it helps you like it’s helped me!

Love,

rebekah

 

 

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