AmErika: The Wedding

A wonderful present arrived in our email inboxes (no I promise I wasn’t checking email on Christmas 😉 ) on Christmas morning….our wedding photos!  So we wanted to share them with you and thank our incredible friend and photographer, Sasha, for capturing all the joy and love that was with us on that day.  Amando was decked out in his suit we got made in Hoi An, Vietnam, and I wore my grandmother’s dress.  There was a brass band, homemade pie, 100 dear friends and family, heartfelt toasts, and lots of dancing.  Here’s a teaser pic, for the full post, go here.

My mom and I were also featured on my favorite wedding/lifestyle blog, A Practical Wedding.  We wrote about a personal, yet unique situation: what its like watching your mother get married right after you get engaged.  To see us as blog-o-sphere published authors, our posts are here and here.

It has been quite a wonderful year for us.  2011 brought us so many good things, good fortune, new friends, experiences (and foods!), and so much joy and happiness.  As I got off the phone with my grandmother today, she said “I hope 2012 is even better!”.  Honestly I’m not quite sure how it could be, but I would be incredibly grateful if it is.  Blessings and joy upon you and yours in 2012!

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There I said it.

I just saw a quote on Facebook that read: “You can’t start the next chapter of your life while you keep re-reading the last one.”

But how do you stop re-reading the last chapter when it was soooo darn good? Like finishing a good book, the ending of the last chapter of my life feels like I’ve lost a good friend. In a way I’ve said goodbye, for now, to a little part of me. The adventurer, the traveler, the vagabond. I’ve gained layers, knowledge, insight, laughter, memories, yet its now time to hold onto all of that yet let this day be my present. There’s no more unpacking our backpacks every 2 days. We now know where we lay our heads every night. I, hopefully, will not wake up to flying ants in my ears anymore. And instead of crashing waves, honking motorbikes, or someone selling something at the crack of dawn, I wake up to the sounds of the family dog running down the house to bark at passerby’s. Life has changed drastically.  Continue reading