handwritten on August 8, 2019
My now sister-in-law and myself were discussing our favorite parts about various moments of the wedding weekend, and I have to say that my favorite part of today was really relishing in the arrival of relatives. Arrivals are such beautiful homecomings. And when you have not seen your family all together in quite some time-that arrival is the very best part.
And you know- as you are thinking to yourself outside when you are waiting- that when the wave of people begin coming, the days and the hours will pass by ever so quickly. Thus, the importance of the arrival is even more important to somehow bottle up the excitement and stop time ever so slightly to really think about how exciting the...
handwritten on August 7, 2019
Well, I have never in my life had more appreciation for those who bake. It truly is a physical and emotional labor of love. For those who bake for a living, I commend you. It's a science and a feel, a tender touch, a rolling love. It takes patience but also a lot of love.
I was making cookies with my husband's sister, and I have to say, we had the time of our lives. Sometimes, you need to just let loose. And with baking, you have to devote all of your love. The oven needs some tender loving care, the dough needs care and it requires full devotion. And there is nothing more whimsical than baking and dancing around the kitchen as you bake.
Watching cookies rise is a lot like watching your...
handwritten on August 5, 2019
When I was a child, I was the expert at the lead up. The anticipation of something exciting happening was quite literally more exciting than being present when that exciting "thing" was taking place (or at least the excitement was equal.) The build up was the magic before traveling to see family or beach vacations or neighborhood events. I thought about those lead ups each and every day contemplating the magic and the food and the festivities. I am unable to articulate when the "lead up" was swept away with the wind and the trees, but it certainly was.
I cannot tell you how many times I have heard others say as of recently, "It's coming so quickly, I didn't even have time to think about."...
handwritten on August 4, 2019
We celebrated my husband's birthday one day early because of his upcoming night shift. Now, night shift isn't all that bad but it definitely takes an emotional toll everyone once and a while. It's a bit hard to flip your schedule and it can seem a bit daunting when you realize you will have 10 weeks of barely ever seeing eachother due to opposite schedules. Nevertheless, we always get through it, and I'm sure this stretch will be no exception. It also should be the last night float ever' during residency-which is fabulous.
For his birthday, we decided upon crafting our own candle. Not only appropriate to make a sweetly newly scented wish for a birthday, but it was just a reminder that...
handwritten on August 3, 2019
My dad was and still is a brillian musician. My brother and myself owe it to him for urging us to take piano at a young age and choosing a band instrument. We owe jazz band to him. We owe marching band to him. Let's just say...we owe him a lot.
When we were younger, my dad used to play music for us to lull us to sleep. My brother, especially needed a magic dose of the music in order to calm down before rest time. We were layed out on a blanket and some twinkling music floated into our ears.
And as we grew older, the music that floated underneath began to float side by side as we watched our dad play sitting next to him on the piano bench and then side-by-side as we played duets and trios...
