Snapshots

As I look back on the wedding, I realize that I took snapshots but not with a camera. Sweet little things that happened in a blink but come back to me when I am sitting thinking. Like when my daughter arrived and my grandson got out of the car and I ran down the driveway to him and grabbed him and he begins telling me how much he has missed me.

Or the men building the dance floor and we girls with all of the children sitting in the yard watching. All of the people I love most, working together and then everyone having dinner together afterwards.

Or on Saturday morning as I was walking around trying to get photos while it was still quiet as the sun was coming over the mountain and my sister who had arrived late Friday night, came running to the me and we hugged and cried because we haven't seen each other since my Mom was sick. Having my sister here was one of the best memories, no matter how tired I was she would make me laugh, or she would cry with me when things just seemed so out of control.

My closest friend getting here and finding me, wearing a beautiful red hat. I think one of the things that is so special are the people who have been my friends through happiness, and tears and joy and pain and the bond is so strong and in those moments thankfulness just seems to wash over me.

One of my favorites snapshots was after the sound system was set up, Ron came in and wanted me to see it. We walked outside and he had his I Pod with him so he put it on and we have this song we both like. No one was around so he asked me to dance. So out in the yard under that tree with Greenback Boogie playing in the background, we danced together. We had our time alone, all of the work finished, all that we had done was accomplished. To dance and be with him was one of the best snap shots because after all we are the ones who started this whole thing.

Finally, after everyone was gone out of the room, and it was just me and Emilie. We stood and looked at each other. It was time for her to go with her Dad. She went out my bed room door to my son's waiting car and they drove around to the gate she was going to come through when the wedding started. She went through the door, to a new life. I turned and went through the other door into my life. Life changes that fast, as fast as walking through a doorway.

All of this would not have been possible without the talents of our kids and family. For me though, yesterday my lovely sweet Megan sent me a text telling me that they started reading the book of Ruth for school and she told me that I was her Naomi. I have always thought of her as my Ruth. What better gift can I ever have than that. This really is a wonderful life.

So just a few thoughts today, God gave me the Martha, Martha verse this morning so it is time to stop and try to be Mary today. I will be praying for the Midwest and no more tornadoes.

~Kim~