13 days...
until I become a wife.
until I leave the home I've known for good.
until my identity becomes intertwined with that of another.
until I marry my best friend.
until the greatest adventure of my life.

While I am building this great anticipation for the new things I will experience - all this untraveled territory, I am still practicing what my dad calls "momentary living." That is to say, not craving the past, nor reaching for the future, but rather, enjoying each moment God gives me. Being nestled between my dad & Emily at church, the hum of the fan and the sound the keys make when I type, the taste of mint ice cream, my mom's laugh, the holes in my jeans, seeing Doug's number come up when the phone rings.

I like the little moments... these are the days.

1 comment:

  1. I like your new blog! We're such "bloggers." I'm still editing mine, but it's coming along...