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Vows may be spoken once but they’re kept forever. . . .

Casey, from the first time we met, I knew it wasn’t by chance. It was as if I could look into your eyes and see my future. Over the past three years you have taught me how to love someone by loving me. You make me feel safe and courageous. You allow me to be myself but encourage me to do my best. When the world is crashing around me, you give me the strength to conquer my dreams. And you make me feel as if I am the only woman on earth when you hold me in your arms. So today, I become your wife and from this moment forward I promise to love you the way you love me and to work as one to build a life together we will cherish for the rest of our lives.

The night before our wedding I wrote these vows. The next day I would make a promise to Casey in front of God, our family and our friends. This weekend we celebrate our first year of marriage. People told us that it would be the hardest one. I don’t believe that for a second. People also told us that it would fly by. That has been proven. I find myself thanking God on a daily basis for this beautiful life I have been given with such an amazing man. I couldn’t have been blessed with a better husband or best friend to share life with. I think that it’s important to look back on our vows this weekend and remember that day.

Weekend at the Beach

Two weeks ago, Casey and I headed down to Myrtle Beach, SC with two of our best friends for a weekend getaway. We couldn't have asked for better weather and a nicer way to relax for a few days. Our only problem was a itchy case of sunburn!

We left home around 6 pm on Friday night and

drove down to the condo. We spent the evening getting settled into our new home for the weekend and went to bed pretty early. Saturday we spent the majority of the morning out on the beach, slowly roasting(not to our acknowledgement) and then cleaned up for some "putt-putt" and an evening on the Myrtle Strip. Down on the strip we went to dinner at Jimmy Buffet's new restaurant, "Land Shark" and went for a sunset ride on the brand new "Sky Wheel" which is now the largest ferris wheel on the east coast that tops out 20 stories in the air. It was my very first ride on a ferris wheel and it sure made for a beautiful first. The new wheel was covered in LED lights that began to light up right before sunset; just when we were getting on to ride!

Sunday we spent some quality shopping time at the Tanger Outlets, stocked up on some new clothes and headed home to begin our new work week. It was a short weekend trip but a great one at that. I'm hoping we get to make another trip down very soon!

Everyone needs a little lift...

Over the past few weeks, whether, it be in a church sermon, on the radio or in the current book I am reading; I have come across this scripture repeatedly. I saw it for the first time last month and it has had an affect on me every since. I thought it might make someone's day a little easier or give someone a new perspective.

"Therefore it if there is any encouragement in Christ, if there is any consolation of love, if there is any fellowship of the Spirit, if any affection and compassion, make my joy complete by being of the same mind, maintaining the same love, united in spirit, intent of one purpose. Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit, but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves; do not merely look out for your own personal interests, but also for the interests of others. Have this attitude in yourselves which was also in Christ Jesus, who, although He existed in the form of God, did not regard equality with God a thing to be grasped... He humbled Himself by becoming obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross. For this reason also, God highly exalted Him(Philippians 2:1-6; 8-9).

Sweet Southern Summertime

I absolutely love this time of year. Granted, this week has been extremely hot with very little rain which has not set well with my garden, but I still love the feeling of a hot sun. The only bad thing about this time of year is that while I spend very little time indoors, when I do, I want to create project after project. I literally, come up with my yearly to-do list in the months of May and June. I'm not sure what it is but I seem to be more interested in working around the house, indoors and outdoors while also more motivated to create new decor in our home.

I recently found a website/blog that I have fallen in love with and this stay at home/yet working mom has inspired me in so many ways.

http://jonesdesigncompany.com/

So... my next 2 projects are our laundry closet and kitchen nook....

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As we approach our one year anniversary, I have been looking back on this first year and determining my big lessons learned. Something that I remember talking with Casey about repeatedly, was having a 50-50 marriage. I wanted a partnership; a marriage where everything was split down the middle. Whether it be yard work, house work, cooking, laundry, errands; the list goes on and on. However, as our marriage got rolling, I began tweeking little things. I started to feel bad that my husband was working 14 hour days, Tuesday through Saturday in the fall, spring and summer while I worked three/12 hour shifts all week. So, I picked up extra on house work, laundry and cooking. I also felt bad for wanting Casey to go 50-50 when he was working the most and paying literally, all of our bills. I have a great job that I love and I do work 36 hours a week; however, the paycheck I bring home can only handle my gas and our groceries. So, over the past year I thought I had figured out how our marriage would work. When Casey was busy with work, I would pick up extra in all the areas I could; while when I was busier at work and he had time off in the winter, he would do the same for me. Little did I know, my philosophy was totally wrong.

Recently, our church began a series called Mr. & Mrs. Betterhalf. Immediately, Casey and I were estatic because we've been craving any type of relationship/marriage advice during this first year. We had so much support and assistance leading up to the wedding that we didn't know what to do when suddenly we "are" married and now have to tackle these issues for real. Throughout this series at church, we've gotten a lot of insight on how a relationship works and how a proper, Christian marriage is managed. During week 2 of our series, the Pastor's wife was talking about the relationship between husband and wife and the relationship between a Christian and God. She spoke about how in Christian marriages, we are required to give 100 percent all the time. It's not a 50-50 game. You can't give 50 one day and then expect your husband to pick up the other 50. As a Christian wife, I am required to be 100 percent in my marriage and in my relationship with Casey all the time. Whether it's been a busy week at work, or I am just a little lazy one day; I am suppose to give him 100 perecent, just as God intended for Christian marriages. At first, this was a little overwhelming. Do I have the energy to give 100 percent? What if he doesn't give 100 percent? Sounds like a lot of work all the time and I may not get 100 percent from him all the time.

Shortly after Holly Furtick spoke about giving 100 percent instead of 50-50; she talked about how in our relationships we try to gage whether or not someone else is doing what's right and wrong. You know exactly what I am talking about. The coworker who slacks off constantly and still gets paid the same amount; the family member whom only calls when they need something or the spouse whom would rather spend 2 hours infront of the television instead of spending that time with their children. We always find ways or reasons to decide when everyone else is making mistakes and rarely look at ourselves. Holly's way of putting it: "You be Jesus, Let God be God." We're not in control and we were not given the job to gage other's rights and wrongs. We're just asked to give 100 percent in our own lives and not to worry about everyone else. What makes you think that while God is working in you, he won't work in your spouse?

So, one of the biggest lessons I have learned over the past eleven months is that even though I thought 50-50 was the best way for us to run our marriage, it's much better for both of us to commit to 100 percent. Of course, we'll have times of trial and situations where it will be harder than others, but I would much rather say at the end of the day that I gave it my all, 100 percent all the time.

Spring Fever March 31st

Spring Fever

April is my favorite month of the year; especially when Easter comes late. To me, Easter is like Christmas; you celebrate Jesus Christ with family and friends and enjoy one another’s company but without all the gifts! I also love all the spring color and all of nature’s blooms. Although, I must admit I am not a fan of pollen. April brings spring which brings riding in the car with the window down, fresh picked flowers, fresh cut grass and pulling all of my bright dresses out of storage. It’s time to get a new pedicure with some colorful polish and to bring out the funky jewelry again. I personally love going to Church Easter Sunday and seeing all the beautiful little girls in their Easter dresses.

I am also OCD which means Spring Cleaning! This is the time of the year where I literally tear the house apart and clean from top to bottom and in to out. I move the couch and all the rugs. I also clean out the closets and the cabinets. Spring cleaning also allows time to change out dreary fall colored fabric, towels, décor and replace it with bright, cheerful, crisp colors. A dear family friend of ours just bought us a white, pottery style cake stand and I cannot wait to see what this piece will bring in our kitchen. We keep our “wedding cake” stand on our table year round so I am thinking this stand will hold desserts! I have some Pineapple/Pina Colada cupcakes in the cabinet I have been dying to make!?!

The one thing that April brings that I am not fond of is bathing suits! This year I bought 1new bathing suit instead of 5 and I bought a style that I don’t normally wear. Casey and I saw it in Aeropostale and it’s a beautiful dark blue/purple hue that fell in love with. However, by no means am I in bathing suit wearing shape so this was my one purchase to get me going. We’ll see how this plan works out. Even last year when we were getting married, I didn’t work very hard to drop weight, so I will be excited to see if I can get my body where I want it.

Lastly, April 22^nd brings my birthday. Growing up our birthdays were BIG. We didn’t spend a lot of money but we spent a lot of time planning and thinking up what we wanted to do to celebrate. Up until last year, I kept that tradition. I guess after 21, the number just puts a downer on everything. Yet I must admit, working in the job that I do, birthdays are always good things! It’s when the birthdays stop that you have a problem. So… even though I am not excited about turning 23 I will remember that I could “not” be celebrating. To me, the best thing about birthdays is the cake which will be hard to top from previous years. Two years ago, my best friend made my cake and it was a 2 tier pink birthday cake which was phenomenal! I loved having something so personal and meaningful. We’ll see what this year holds… it is my first birthday as a “wife”!!!

Bailey

Missing a good friend. . .

Almost one month ago we had to say goodbye to our puppy Bailey. It was one of the hardest things we’ve had to do. Her passing was sudden and unexpected. She was a 9 month old blue Great Dane that we had brought home this past August. She was just coming out of her puppy stage and really starting to show her true personality. We had noticed that she suffered from seizures for a few months but they were short and rare. However, the weekend that she passed she had suffered several back to back and began one on Sunday that only a Valium injection at the vet’s office would stop. She stayed at Brown Creek Animal Hospital for two days when we made the unfortunate phone call to confirm that it was necessary we come in and put her down. Fortunately we were able to visit with her for a bit before the procedure.

It took a few days to really get over the loss and not get upset every time we passed her empty pin. Our biggest struggle was the reality that she was a dog and we both felt a little dumb for getting so upset. We questioned the truth to our feelings and whether or not we were making something out of nothing. Everyone was really supportive and had nothing but encouraging things to say, yet we still felt a little weird mourning our dog.

What is it about our pets that create this bond? We were with Bailey a short 6 months and yet we cried over her as if she were our family. After thinking about this over the past two weeks I imagine it deals with the consistency of a pet’s love. Relationships between people are determined by the exchange of love and care for one another and with our pets that exchange is a bit more constant. Once you build a foundation with your pet there is an unspoken understanding. Your pet isn’t going to get mad over the house cleaning or the money that you brought in that week. Your feelings toward one another aren’t going to change depending on the season in life. You can always pull up the drive and expect them to come running to greet you and love on you and they’ll always be there for you to love on too. When you get down to it, I believe that’s why there is a true relationship between owner and pet. That’s why we had such a hard time letting go and moving on because we had built that bond with Bailey just like people spend time building bonds with one another.

We miss her personality and also her size. Being a Great Dane she was so much fun to watch grow and run around our house. We plan on getting another Great Dane within the next year and would love another blue female. Great Dane’s are huge but are the biggest love bugs out there. <3

Bailey Smith

May 16, 2010 – March 1, 2011

Spontaneous Getaway

Weekend getaway to Edisto Island

A week ago my mother in law informed us that her friend had a home at Edisto Island, SC that was open this past weekend and she didn’t know if we were interested. So Casey and I jumped on the opportunity to get away for a few days. We made our arrangements and headed out late Friday night. We arrived at our home around 1am and went straight to bed.

Edisto Island, SC is known for family and relaxed living. Life moves slower down there and I loved that fact. We slept in and then got up and made our way to a cute breakfast restaurant called the Seacow. We enjoyed some delicious breakfast and then decided to make our way to a local reptile museum. Along the way we decided to turn onto this road that had a wildlife sign. As we drove down this side road we saw beautiful live Oak trees whose limbs intertwined with one another along the road. At the end of the road was an entryway to a 5,000 acre wildlife preservation which became state owned four years ago. Before that time a local family had owned and operated this plantation as a cotton farm. We continued to drive through the plantation and enjoy the older homes and structures. At one point the plantation opened to a beach walk where visitors can walk a half mile to the beach filled with conch shells. It was certainly one of the most beautiful sites I have ever seen. It’s so wonderful to know people are working to keep nature safe in a world that is continuing to build higher and bigger.

After leaving the plantation we headed back to the beach and ate lunch a great golf course on the island. Then we spent some time at home relaxing on the couch and watching movies. We later walked down to the beach and ate fish&chips at a local favorite. We wrapped up the evening curled up on the couch watching television and looking through old magazines. It was a perfect, relaxing Saturday night.

Sunday we woke up and headed to Kiawah Island and Seabrook. We were a little disappointed because both islands are now private and you cannot visit them unless you are staying but there is a great shopping center where visitors can walk through antique/décor/pottery shops and enjoy a great lunch at King Street Grill. Around 3 pm we started our way home feeling more relaxed and ready for another busy work week.

When Casey and I were first married we made a deal that we would take a trip whether that be a five star vacation or a weekend an hour away every three months. One of my goals as a new wife is to make sure that my husband and I make time to spend together every once and awhile so that we can continue our busy lives at home but still embrace the incredible relationship we share. Thank you so much to Ginger to allowing us to take over her beach house this weekend and share a new beach together!

Friday February 4

Struggles...

Everyone has things in life that they need to work on. No one is perfect. One of my biggest struggles for the past few years has been prayer. I don’t know how it all came about but it’s continued to grow as time goes by. When I was a freshman in college I started an all girl’s support group/small group at Wingate University where we met once a week to pour our hearts to one another and read scripture or watch sermons. We also supported local charities and non-profit organizations out of our own pockets or through fundraisers. You’d think prayer would be pretty easy for a leader of a small group. When Casey and I met it continued to be something that was hard for me. Over the four years that we’ve been together I have never prayer in front of him. It’s like every time we sit down to dinner or pray at our groups my tongue sinks into the back of my mouth and my hands shake. Even in social settings where I was asked to pray or was part of a group prayer, I would keep things short and sweet and “hate” every minute of it. I feel as if the words that leave my mouth won’t carry enough impact or I will stumble and forget where I was going with my prayer.

This week I have made a promise to myself and to God that I will take time away from my “hobbies” aka facebook/twitter and spend that time reading scripture, listening to worship music and talking with God. I know that in order to be the wife, mother and woman that I want to be I need to conquer this fear and begin practicing prayer. I want to feel closer to God and be able to be a part of Casey and I’s prayer life in marriage. So today marks my first day on this quest that will last until next Friday. So far, things have been ok. This afternoon I found myself wanting to check facebook/twitter on my cell phone and knew that I wasn’t going to give in that easily. Tonight I am going to spend a lot of time in my bedroom reading and listening to God talk. I crave the relationship I had with God when I was in college. I had total trust and faith in Him and in my future as a Christian. I know that I am not far from where I want to be but there are some fundamental changes that need to be made in the process. Here’s to learning how to pray and tackling the discomfort of speaking out loud to my Lord and Savior.

A whole new Year in a whole new Life

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Some days I wake up and feel like I am in someone else's life. It's as if I left my life back in 2009 and have found a completely new one in 2011. So much has changed between then and now that I get confused with my own thoughts and desires.

It's been a long time since I have blogged. I guess I could blame it on crazy work days, holidays or having a busy schedule but the truth would be that I simply haven't sat down to a computer with an open heart or open mind to write. I have also failed numerous times to draw or paint. I miss having hours set aside in high school to pour out my feelings and thoughts onto paper. I miss the serenity of an ipod and blank sheet of paper.

I heard a quote today that I can't shake from my mind. "Follow your dreams or you'll work someone who did." I have always felt that working a job you hate isn't worth working. I know people have to work to keep the bills paid or food on the table. I know there are people out there that would give anything to have a 9 to 5 job that would allow them to fulfill their simplest needs. I just grew up watching various family members and friends work jobs that literally affected their health and personal life. I think this is why I have had some troubles nailing down a career path. I decided in my first semester of college that I would follow my dreams and major in sports management. What could be better? Working with professional football players and managing a team with a group of sports fanatics. Then, that same year I decided to change to elementary education because that seemed like a better choice for my family one day. Now, four years later I have decided on nursing because I can work great hours three days a week and make pretty decent money. This quote just shook me because I am not sure if I am following my true dreams or if I am deciding on a career that will allow me flexibility in my finances and schedule. What if everyone did the job/career that they had wanted when they were a child? To tell you the truth if I didn't let money or time limit me I would probably choose to open a bridal shop and sell wedding dresses while running a small art shop on the side. I have always loved the creativity and fairytale that comes with a wedding dress and I am all for personal artistic expression. So what's keeping me from making these dreams come true? I mean there are people all over the place that "did" follow their dreams and start their own business or go out on a limb and open their store. My own husband has been running his business since he was 16 years old. His side job in high school became his life long business and he loves it. What's keeping me from doing something I may love?

A weekend at the Speedway

I love spending time with my husband but even more I love it when we get to spend time together doing what we love. This past weekend was so important to Casey and his Dad. Ever since Casey was little he and his dad have been working together on classic cars. Casey’s dad, Mike taught Casey the insides and outs of cars and how to create something beautiful out of what an average person would call junk. The Goodguys show began on Friday and continued through Saturday and Sunday. Mike, Casey and I went down to Charlotte Motor Speedway on Saturday morning and spent the entire day walking around looking at cars, watching the Auto Cross and sifting through vendors. It was a big deal for Casey and his dad to be there together this year considering after all the years that they’ve worked together on their cars, this was the first year they both had their own car at the show. So Saturday night they got the opportunity to share another momentous occasion. Casey and Mike got to drive their cars around the speedway for a few laps. This was such a neat experience to share with them; watching my husband smile from ear to ear driving his prized possession around each turn while also getting to witness his dad do the same sharing such a wonderful father and son moment.

We returned to the speedway on Sunday for a few hours to walk around and look through pictures the photographers had taken the night before. I certainly don’t know very much about cars or how they work or how you build one and even though most of my attention was on what color the car was and how much fleck was in the paint, I had a great weekend spent with two amazing men and I can’t wait to share many more “car shows” with my husband and his family.

Working in a Children's Hospital

Ever since I started my new job back in August, people have asked me how I deal working with sick kids all the time. To tell you the truth, I never thought I’d be here. I never pictured myself in scrubs, driving to Charlotte at 5:30 in the morning to take care of sick kids from the ages of 1 day to 18 years. I never thought I could handle this either. Growing up I pictured myself as a teacher, or a coach of some sort. I began college declaring my major in Sports Management, thinking that I wanted to manage a professional football team. I had always dabbled in art, so one summer I even thought I wanted to study Interior Design and start my own company. This whole shenanigan with working in a hospital literally fell into my path and I never saw it coming.

The first time I even thought about “nursing” was when my grandmother was dying and I watched her day in and day out in the hospice house in Monroe, NC. I watched this powerful woman that I looked up to in so many ways go from living in a house by herself to not even being able to get out of bed. The highlight of her day was watching the birds eat at the rusted bird feeder out of her window. It was then, that I realized “nursing” is where I was supposed to be. I was sitting at my grandmother’s bedside, just her, me and the nurse. The nurse was helping my grandmother move in bed and get back and forth to the bathroom. I could tell that this woman was ready to head home but had taken a few minutes to help my grandmother with the tasks that she could no longer perform. She carried my grandmother with such passion and love and I could see it in her eyes that she genuinely cared about her and about the fact that her granddaughter was there visiting her dying grandmother. The fact that that nurse had cared for my grandmother, this lady she hardly knew in such a loving manner forced me to look into nursing.

Now, almost two years later I work at Levine Children’s Hospital on an amazing floor with amazing people for an amazing cause. Yes, it’s sad. It’s definitely not easy to walk into a room where parents are holding their little boy or girl just praying that the test comes back negative or that the procedure goes just as the doctor promised. It’s not easy seeing a baby lying by herself in her crib because her parents are forced to continue to work to pay the bills. But I do it for my grandmother and for that nurse that doesn’t even know the impact she made on me. I get up when it’s still dark out and I work hard until it’s dark again because even without knowing these kids, I care for them and even if it’s the smallest gesture, I want to make a difference. I want to make a parent feel safe and secure in the doctor’s orders; I want to make a child laugh when their away from home and their toys and I want to wear my badge proud because I love what I do and I couldn’t imagine doing anything else ever again.

The Knot

It's hard for me to believe that after studying theknot.com for years looking for ideas for my future wedding.... I can now find the pictures from OUR wedding. This was definitely my favorite place to go to find ideas for the wedding. You can search colors, locations or styles. They've made it super easy to find what you're looking for and have tools to help you along the way. The only down side is that you are guaranteed to find so many cute ideas that you'll want to fit them all into your special day! Here's our link:

http://www.theknot.com/contests/my-real-wedding/photo/156963/casey-and-meagans-sweet-country-wedding

Change

If I were still putting up numbers it'd be 48. But this number is no longer the amount of days we have left until our wedding but how many days we've been married. I can hardly believe that much time has gone by and how quickly it has. It seems like yesterday that we were standing in the woods and Casey was putting a ring on my hand. Now, we've not only planned and had the wedding but been on our honeymoon, moved in and changed careers. If I had to choose one word to explain the past 9 months of my life it'd be CHANGE.

I feel as if I woke up one morning and from that point forward each day was going to be different. There hasn't been a week that's gone by where something hasn't changed. First it was our engagement and all the events that come along. Then in late June we had our wedding and suddenly it wasn't Ms. Meagan but Mrs. Smith and we were off to Mexico. A week later we were moving boxes into this house and figuring out how to fit a girl's stuff into a bachelor pad. Then for the next three weeks I underwent interviews, orientation and numerous phone calls that changed not only my career but the city I worked in. I must say, I think I am about ready to settle down for awhile. It's been exciting and wonderful but I need a break.

So.. the next few months of our lives will be calm at home and crazy at work. Casey, owning a landscaping company will begin the fall season and work 6 days a week from sun up to sun down. I will begin my new career at a children's hospital in Charlotte working full time and an hour away. We are so blessed to have this life and one another. We are grateful everyday and try to live our life accordingly.

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What can I say? June is practically here and I feel as if I should still be standing in front of the tree where Casey proposed. Everyone told me that time would fly but I never thought it’d be like this. Here we are; celebrating three and a half years this Saturday with a wedding less than a month away.

There are so many ups and downs in life. It’s amazing to sit still for a moment and think about all the emotions and experiences one person goes through over six months. If there were one thought that has never altered over our engagement it’d have to be that we’re ready. After three and a half years I truly believe Casey and I are the healthiest and happiest we’ve ever been and are more than prepared to take on our first year of marriage. We certainly haven’t had the easiest three years nor have we always handled things properly but through all of our hard times we have come and learned together how to make it better as a couple. I’m sure I will continue to learn a lot over the next year and I look forward to it. What better than to take the man that holds my heart and walk through life together from this moment on hand in hand. Many think we’re too young or that we’re too simple but I think we’re a perfect match. We hold what is dear close to our hearts and we stand for what we believe.

I never thought I would find a love so genuine. I am thankful everyday for the man that I get to take as my husband and I smile every time I think about the moments we will share in the future. God has really shown me over the past six months all the treasures in my life and I am so blessed. To all the friends, family, co-workers and mentors that have surrounded Casey and I with love and support over the past six months and three years: I thank you and love you with my whole heart. I promise to make you proud and work every day to create the marriage you have prepared us for.

Thank you and we love you!

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This morning at Ridge Church during the sermon Andy Stanley spoke about circumstantial faith. He talked about the way many of us put God in a spot where if we need him we’ll go to him but when we don’t we’ll pretend that he isn’t there. As if we were to shrink God small enough where we could control when and how he comes into our daily lives. This lesson really hit home with me because recently I have felt so far from God. I know that it is natural for our walks with him to go through different phases. Sometimes we spend time reading scripture, praying, giving and listening to him while other times we will find any excuse not to do those things.

After hearing Andy talk about this issue I tried to think of a simple way I could remind myself daily that God is in control of everything going on in my life and I cannot control him in anyway. So tonight I took a pen and wrote GOD on my hand. Ever since we got engaged I look down at my left hand several times a day. I thought this would be a great place to write GOD so that every time I look at the promise my fiance’ gave me I will be reminded that God is in control. He is why I am here today, He has given me every blessing I have and He will always be here with me through the times I need Him and the times that I forget.

I thought I would keep re-writing GOD on my hand for the next week and see what kind of impact it has on my daily life and my spiritual one.

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Welcome to the Smith's House

This past weekend Casey and I began and finished our Guest room. It was a day's work but we are extremely happy with the finished product. Reservations can be made by telephone!

Now on to our room*

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I can’t believe I just typed that number. It seems like last week we were newly engaged and now we’re less than two months away from the big day. Our two month mark was this past Sunday and I must admit it hit me pretty hard. I hadn’t had any nervous feelings or worries about our time left until that moment. When I realized we were approaching the deadline for checks to be mailed and invitations to be sent I became a little overwhelmed. It finally hit me that not only was I getting married in two months but moving into a new home and starting my morning with a man from that day forward. I “knew” this was coming but it didn’t register until now.

Another test was this past Saturday when Casey and I decorated our guest room. We’d been looking forward to this day for a little while because it’d be the first “change” in “our” home. After a few squabbles about paint color and how to organize the furniture it hit me again that this was “our” guest room. I’ve been use to my house, his house and their house. Now it was going to become our home and our decisions were going to be compromises. After the room was finished and we both sat admiring our work it became more sweet than scary. I was proud of our accomplishment and now had a beautiful room to showcase how well we could work together.

I’m sure there will be several moments like these over the coming weeks. Thing is I feel that God has prepared Casey and I better than we could have ever planned. We’ve been blessed in so many ways but certainly have had our rough spots. We’ve been through thick and thin with one another and stand stronger today than ever before. It’s amazing to me that some of the hardest times you’ll ever experience will not only make you stronger as an individual but sturdier as a couple. I feel that our foundation for marriage has been laid, paved and cemented into place by our past experiences, mentors, friends and family to where no matter what comes our way we will be able to handle it. I’ve seen so much growth in Casey, in myself and in our relationship over the past year that I don’t see how I could ever have “cold feet”. I may experience some jitters about moving into a new home and new town or about finalizing an outdoor wedding at the end of June but concerning Casey and I’s marriage and our ability to last; I have no concerns.

I consider myself blessed to have the opportunity to marry a man that I love being around not just on fancy date nights but in the Wendy’s drive through, not just because he’s a wonderful and caring man but because he allows me to be 100% me, and not just because he listens to every ramble but because there is not another man that could ever make me feel the way he does every day.

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Something borrowed . . . .

When my mom was in her early twenties she bought a pair of brown cowboy boots. Thirty years later I pull those same boots out of my closet twice a week or so. I'm not sure why we retrieved them from the attic a while back but they mean so much to me today. It might be that they were my mom's and they remind me of the bond we share. Or it might be that they are that "perfect accessory" to my outfit. But, every time I wear them I feel a little bit more grounded. I feel like I can handle whatever comes my way and as if I am representing my heritage. ( I know.. I know; "They're just boots")

What in your life portrays the love you share with someone or the memories you have with past family members? I think it's important to keep "sacred" little treasures close. That way whenever this crazy life becomes a little too much to handle we can hold, wear or look upon our "things" and know that it'll all pass. Life moves on and we have our sweet blessings to cherish.

When I started planning our wedding I wanted some things to make it "our day". I didn't want all the traditional arrangements or the fancy decor. I wanted real, meaningful pieces that would portray our old and new life together. A representation of our lives before we met and the one we have grown over the past three years. This pair of boots is one of them. They represent the most important person in my life and the woman that I cherish with all my heart. She is not only a powerful and loving mother but a beautiful and caring wife. I could not think of any better way to honor her than to wear her boots on my wedding day.

Take time this week to look around, rummage through storage containers or overflowing drawers. Resurrect pieces of jewelry your grandmother wore, cuff links from your grandfather or even a pair of dusty boots. Don't forget your past because it's what has gotten you to your present.

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My brother and I made a trip up to UNCC this past Sunday afternoon in order to gather a few things that he needed for his trip to the beach this week. We decided to take the stairs considering the two elevators in his dorm hall are never working nor trustworthy. My brother's room is on the seventh floor. When I began up the stairs I figured it'd be no big deal. By the fourth floor I was literally pulling myself up the stairs. (I know PATHETIC) What was this? I use to be an all-star cheerleader. I could run a mile without getting winded. This is when I decided that it might be time to get into shape. I mean I am in a wedding in 3 months. . aka. . the BRIDE!

So the workouts began today. I'm watching what I eat and began walking an hour a day. I'm going to start off with that and then add cardio and running. We'll see how quick things begin to pick up and I am no longer sucking in air after walking to the mailbox.(That was an exaggeration...kind of!)

If you have any advice or tips please let me know. I'm not use to "working out" considering cheerleading was my "workout".