Wedding Bells

and wedded belles :)

(and yeah, I can't keep my blogs straight, so if you subscribe in a reader, you are likely getting this twice.)

Streams of consciousness from my solitary and super-fast road trip:

My Texas friends do not age.  Neither do their parents.  Does the humid weather prevent wrinkles?

These are beautiful girls, inside and out.  Always will be.  Smart, funny, loving, and gracious.

I 100% approve of everyone's husband.  Not that my opinion matters.  Good choices, girls :)

I wish our kids could play together.

Even though we are scattered across the Lone Star state and the rest of the country, we still have a lot in common.  Facing the same joys and challenges of family life...

No matter how long it is, I already look forward to the next time we get together!

As for my "hometown", so much has changed, so much is the same.  Bittersweet.

I will forever love my old neighborhood.  I miss the trees, the hills, and the brick.  So peaceful.  But not the mosquitoes!

I also love the Kansas sky...

And as I drove by many a Southern Baptist church on the way home, I was reminded by a large billboard, "Nothing is too hard for God." We can always use that reminder, huh?

And the obvious: driving through Dallas is much more enjoyable on Sunday morning vs. Friday afternoon.

Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Schluterman!  I was so blessed to witness your marriage covenant!

I was singing Another Hallelujah the whole way home.

Thank you friends... for always extending grace to me.  You have a special place in my heart.  Love y'all!!!!!!