A week ago, we spent Easter in the mountains with all of Marc’s family, including our newest niece. We are now up to 20 people getting together for every holiday and vacation, and it’s perfect.
Seeing our oldest nephew (25) and his wife as new parents is amazing. From knowing them as toddlers and awkward teenagers, to glowing adults in love with their own baby daughter…
Did I tell you how they let us know they were having a daughter?
Last Autumn, our nephew and his spectacular wife had a gender reveal party… except Marc and I couldn’t go. We were there only family who couldn’t make it, because of just really odd timing and an unfortunate situation. So, our nephews wife planned a separate gender reveal party JUST FOR MARC AND ME, the morning before the big party. Except, she didn’t tell us that. She just invited us over for morning cupcakes and coffee.
Our hearts melted when they admitted, they had a bakery make two special cupcakes just for us, and the inside filling would be the key.
I’m still amazed they let us know before everyone else… and amidst their journey to becoming parents, took time to take sure we were involved. Being only about 10 years younger than us, sometimes they feel like our niece and nephew… and sometimes they are like a little brother and sister.
Either way, we love our family so much, and are so thankful for all the ways we make celebrations together.
We hope your Easter was happy. Was special. Was a celebration. And filled with love.
Ps. The included photo is the one or nephew and his wife took at the mini-reveal breakfast they had for us. xoxoxo
Things are slow and quiet here. Have you ever noticed when the snow falls, the world just seems to become silent. Maybe in reverence for our childhood innocence that loved snow days so much, years before. Maybe in wonder of how magical it seems that these white flakes fall slowly from heaven. I don’t really know.
This is Ashley here. And I am so blessed to be able to work from home. Today I am working on art projects, and finishing our kitchen remodel. And I get to sit by this window and watch magic fall from the sky, with hot chocolate in my hand, and my kitty in my lap.
Our lives have been filled with slow and quiet regarding our adoption journey. Praying to become parents, with no way to ever know if there is a light at the end of this tunnel, often feels painfully slow and quiet.
In no way am I asking for pity, nor sorrow. Every person has a painful journey in their life, a storm that they are facing. Ours happens to be a bit public, but that’s it. No pity requested.
Somehow watching the snowflakes get fatter and heavier, and fall by the tens of thousands, makes the slow and quiet feel peaceful. At least for today, it all is ok.
And I sit in my studio, surrounded by paint and canvases and art and my hot chocolate and my memories of watching snow fall with my Daddy. And I dream of the day that I may be a Mother myself, and spending snow days in the studio with our children, drinking hot chocolate with marshmallows, and painting pictures of snowflakes and magical skies. But for today… I just watch quietly in awe as the world slows down for me.
Wherever you are, whatever your weather is right now, I pray you feel some sort of peace like I feel in this moment.
Joy, Love, and Prayers to you,