Our Story

I've always loved love. When I was a kid, even though I was a tom boy to extremes, I was always boy crazy. I dreamed about what it would be like to be a grown up and have a husband and 15 kids. As a teenager and during the beginning of college, I kinda felt like my life wasn't going right if I didn't have a boyfriend at all times.

I, like MANY girls, created a list of attributes/characteristics I hoped my husband would attain. And as I grew older and experienced different joys and trauma's in life -- those dreams changed and were edited, but they always remained.

I've been told by literally dozens [maybe a hundred] of people that Luke and I have one of the most precious love stories they've ever heard. I think so too. People have told us, "They should make a movie about your life." I think so too. Mandy Moore would play me. Russell Crowe would play Luke. We dream big.

People have asked to hear our story and I always ask them if they want the long or short version. And whichever one they choose, they almost always tell us that we need to write it down. That's how good it is.

Maybe I have a big head and I think too highly of us and what we've been through. Or maybe I'm in awe of the beautiful life of grace my Lord has given us, even when we were most undeserving.

Consider yourself warned. This is preface of a series of posts about mine and Luke's love story.

I'll leave you with one of my favorite movie quotes. It comes from Madea's Family Reunion. When I first watched that movie, I bawled my eyes out hearing these words spoken at a wedding. Because never had I heard someone else describe Luke and myself so clearly. This is a picture of those words that I gave to Luke. They sit on our shelf.

Are you excited? I'm ready. :)

Cheers, ka

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Blessed

I'm not the kind of person who plans out what I'm going to write in my blog posts. At least some of the time. I really do look at this like a semi-public journal. So, forgive the in-formalness of it. Including made up words like in-formalness. Forgive the curse words. I'm honest. Forgive that if it bothers you. I hope this blog helps you to get to know me a little better. I've aways been better at writing than speaking. Which is interesting considering I'm quick with my tongue. Sometimes too quick.

Right now I'm blaring Alabama Shakes in the background and I can't quite think straight because I'm dancing in my seat. Just thought you should know.

Today was a shitty day. People are mean. I fell. Like, I physically fell down. Typically this wouldn't be a big deal because I'm an EXTREMELY clumsy person and I don't embarrass easily. But I had already cried a little this morning and I cut my finger twice and burned another finger. So, I fell down at work - and it was a really embarrassing fall. Why do we let little things like that determine the outcome of our day? When in reality, I'm an extremely blessed person.

Just yesterday I saw God answer a prayer that I've been desperately asking Him to deliver upon for over a year. That's a really big deal. I mean, I expected Him to answer. But being excited and thankful is important, nonetheless.

I've been really overwhelmed with how amazing my husband is lately. Just today I received an email from a friend/mentor/former professor about my amazing husband [this is for a birthday project] that brought me to tears and once again reminded me that I am married to an incredible man. I want to share this with you so you can understand it too. :)

"Please tell Luke that I still think he's really smart because married you and has a lot of sense because he married you and clearly has a lot of character because he married you... wha?!  ;)

Seriously, I've always loved his love for you.  I've loved the way that God has used him to allow you and help you bloom evermore into all the woman God intends you to be.  In this, he is one of the truest husbands of all of the husbands I know, and someone that I hope to be more like in my own dealings with my wife.  I love how he has allowed you to both discover and recognize your beauty and value in ever increasing measure-- again, the marks of an absolute lion of a husband.  

I love his temperment in these things and just as a matter of who he is.  It is a temperment that is peaceable because he knows where his security lies-- in his Lord-- he need not fret because there is nothing anyone can take from him or expose in him that threatens his identity.  Thus, he is able to deal gently with others, with full measure of truth and discernment in play.  It is not a bland mildness-- it is most impressive because he is deeply committed to the truth in his life and for others, but I've never known him to descend to the base, unkind, arrogant or high handed ways of communicating the truth that some fall to.

I know it is too late for the book, but I mean the above, and we miss you guys.  We love you both too.


-David "








Blessed.




Cheers, ka