It's all the same, yet different at the same time. Different in the good ways. Normally I don't like the idea of going back in time, but maybe I would repeat that day, our wedding day. Maybe I would change/avoid a few things. But I really just want to enjoy it differently - enjoy it more - remember more. It all happens so fast. They tell you that, but you don't understand it until you're in the car and it's all packed away. My pictures came to life though, and I'm hoping pictures are captured again. It was beautiful and totally me. I don't know how to tell brides to avoid stress and to enjoy the explanations and justifications, but I wish I could. The best part is just enjoying the people. So much happens in one day though. So much happens. And now, to be honest, the best part is unpacking and being at home with him, talking about average things, doing average things, laughing about average things, bickering about nothingness. I love it. I love my life. I am so blessed.
Perhaps I'm ready to begin again, again. I struggle to add more words to the universe & I feel the same with photos. I let two of my passions die, both rather abruptly. My posts used to write themselves, I felt so guided in what God needed me to say. But this past year, my words have been removed. I moved from this blog over to Instagram as a better place to connect, but then everything became a distraction, and even the good distractions soon became too overwhelming. I can't possibly do every craft or recipe I've saved at this point. Unfortunately, I became painfully aware of my addictive attachment to my algorithm & lost much of my peace & productivity because of it. Satan knew, but I was too slow to recognize complacency & emptiness disguised as creative options & worldly debates. "The days are gone that you can be a quiet and comfortable Christian." I am definitely not raising quiet Christians, but perhaps we are still trying to be too co...

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