Showing posts with label anniversary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anniversary. Show all posts

Friday, August 3, 2012

25 Years and 6 Kids Later


This is, hands down, the longest I've ever worked on a blog post!

Maybe it's only fitting, since it spans 25 years. But it really took longer than it should have because of my lack of organization. Isn't that what being disorganized does? It makes life harder.  Ugh! When will I ever learn?

During this entire laborious process, I kept thinking about Sue Roweton, and her amazing organizational skills. She would never have this problem. Her pictures are all dated and organized - not stuffed into a box in the bowels of the basement. In my defense, when I did stuff them in those boxes, I thought I had them in some kind of order. But the occasional scramble to find a certain picture for a certain occasion, wreaked havoc with that system years ago. All you born in the digital age have no idea how great you have it!

And this week, because Lou and I celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary, I wanted to find a picture from every year of our life together - preferably taken around August 1st of each year. How I wish I had purposely taken a picture every anniversary - actually wrote the date on a chalkboard or piece of paper and held it in front of us - like I did with our kids every month during their first year of life.
Hindsight...and resolve.

Resolved: I will organize and label all future pictures as I load them!

It's ironic that I even wanted to do this little 25th anniversary blog. I have told more than one friend how I don't love the pictures in the paper where it shows a couple on their wedding day and then one from a 25th anniversary or 50th anniversary. They always look so old - and that would be me one day. Yep, one day is here.  That is now me.

But the funny thing is, that now that I'm there - or here - I don't mind it. We do look older, no doubt about that. But we look older together. And by the grace of God we've known many happy days. Also by the grace of God, we've known our share of hard days. Looking at these pictures reminds me that I have been incredibly blessed and that...

God has been faithful through them all.

Another plus to this post - I figure I've made it easy on my kids when they want to put together some kind of slideshow for our 50th...

So, here we go...Lou and Shelley through the years.

And, you might notice that we like to hike.
1988: My pack was bulkier. His pack was heavier.
1989 - One picture that year w/o Luke;)

1990: @ Glacier National Park...and what is my hair doing?!?
1991: Luke -2, Hannah - 5 months
1992: Definitely a bad hair year.
1993: David Elliot joined our tribe 5 days after our 6th anniversary

1994: Hello Marea Faith!

Yay! A picture with a date!

1996

















1997
1998: The caboose - Mary Grace - pretty darn new.
August 1, 1999. Treetops at KAA
2000. 
2001 - I think. Obviously the date on the picture is waaaay off.
2002
2003
2004

2005
2006

2007
2008

2009

2010

2011
August 1, 2012

This last picture was taken three weeks to the day after Lou's bike wreck. I'm especially thankful that he's even here since that little tumble over the handle bars. He's seeing small improvements daily. Many thanks to you who have prayed for him - for us - during this time!

And speaking of time,  Lord willing, our time together is...

to be continued...

Monday, July 2, 2012

A Recipe for Love

I've got love on the brain.

In just under a month, my man and I will be celebrating 25 years together. I've almost been with him longer than I was alive before him, but I turned 26 the month after we tied the knot, so I'm just shy of that milestone. It's been a wonderful, hard, beautiful, worth-it, unforgettable, hard, fun-filled, love-filled almost 25 years. I am blessed.

And the other day, I smiled when I ran across a sheet of paper that dates back to before the fateful day in August.

That piece of paper is a recipe. It's the recipe for the first thing Lou ever made for me.



We weren't dating at this point. But I think at least one of us was thinking about dating...

We were mostly getting together to play tennis. After tennis on this particular day, Lou had said he wanted to make lunch for me. I wasn't allowed in the kitchen while he put his creation together. When I was finally allowed in, there was this beautiful pasta salad in the middle of my plate - and ringing it on the top half of my plate was a slice of kiwi, then a strawberry, kiwi, strawberry, etc.

Oh. my. word.

My first thought was, "I'm never cooking for this guy."

It was fabulous, of course, as pretty much everything he makes is. And contrary to my initial thought that day, I've made this salad and a few other things a few times since then. I think it's funny that this recipe calls for 2 cups of roast beef. Lou would never pick this out nowadays. He's a protein guy, for sure, but not really a roast beef guy.

But he is, thankfully, still a Shelley guy. He's on my brain (and heart) and I'm on his.

He still cooks for me. I still cook for him. We cook lots of things up ;).

That's definitely a recipe for love.


Sunday, July 31, 2011

I'd Marry Him All Over Again

August 1, 2011, is my 24th wedding anniversary. This past week, Lou and I have been reminiscing, voicing more than one, "This time 24 years ago... ____."  I am thankful for the sweet memories. I am thankful for my sweet husband.  I'm posting it on my blog so it's out there, for the whole world to know. I'm virtually standing on top of the highest mountain, shouting out, with a huge smile on my face,

"I'd marry him all over again!"

I spent just a little time tonight, looking through a few old photographs and found a few items from those first months and years.  No real rhyme or reason. Not exhaustive (aren't you glad for that). They just made me smile, so I thought I'd share them here. Kind of a little wedding anniversary celebration on my blog. 
Announcement in my local paper

One of my favorite pics of us - summer 1987

At our rehearsal dinner

My first backpacking trip - July 1988. And just fyi, his pack was heavier.
Costume party. Lou wore his dad's WWII uniform. 

I love how our child pulls us together
Thank you, Lord, for the gift of this man. I'd marry him all over again.