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Happy Anniversary, my Love

How can I adequately describe what love is?

Is it the way that my heart still beats faster when you come home

Is it the way my mind goes straight to you when I have something to share

How can I possibly demonstrate how love acts?

Is it the way we make dinners together, sharing in the work and the fun

Is it the way we choose each other every day over anyone else

How could I satisfactorily explain what love endures?

Is it the way you hold me at night when the crying won’t stop

Or is it the way we hold on to each other when the world falls apart

How can I abundantly illustrate the way in which I love you?

I could write a thousand words, edit, erase, re-write as I have today

It still would never be enough.

 

Happy One Year of Marriage, my love. I love you.

 

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Blogmas: Our First Christmas Tree

This Christmas will be the first year that I am a wife. It’s the first Christmas that I will be able to wake up and say good morning to my husband right away. This Christmas, although we will still enjoy time with our families, we are finding new traditions of our very own.

One major tradition change this year is the cutting down of our own tree. In my family we always had fake trees (less expensive and less of a fire hazard), but my husband adores real trees. He had been talking about cutting down a real tree for our first marriage for years. I couldn’t deny him this Christmas magic and so we went off in search of a little tree that could fit in our small studio.

It was harder than I thought it would be since we both were drawn to the tall, looming, expansive trees. I was often the voice of reason (“No, my love, a 13ft tree cannot actually fit inside the house unless you’d like to remove the bed.”)

Finally we found the perfect one!

We each took turns cutting it. (Okay, I took a very, very short turn and then gave the saw back to my husband. In my defense, I was also fighting a sickness that day.)

Finally, we had our tree ready to take home!

I was still a little nervous about it fitting in the small spot we had set aside for it, but of course, the hubby was right! It fit perfectly so we set to decorating it!

This is my favorite new tradition.

What are some of your favorite traditions for the Christmas season?

Poetry

Home

Some of the base molding is missing

and there are small cracks in some of the walls

Dents from previous tenants

And putty-filled holes

But to me, this house

Is our home

In this place,

I lay down by your side

And awake to see your glorious blue eyes

Here, we love and laugh and play

Here, we exist in our own little world

Wherein you are King and I am Queen

And I would not have it

Any other way.

 

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Poetry

The Rhythm of My Heart

The clock has truly run down. Today is the day and I

can feel my heart, not thundering, nor pounding,

but persistently

thump

thump

thumping

in my chest

So ready, so willing, desperately desiring to finally take that walk

Where my destination will lead me to the place I have always wanted to be

I was told there would be butterflies in my stomach,

but I can feel them fluttering away inside my chest

thump

thump

thumping

along to the rhythm of my heart

I know that somewhere out there, you are taking your place

Our family and friends are settling in their seats, as music begins to

play that sweet melody. It wafts through the air, it’s my signal.

I hold tightly to the arm of my father, and as I round that corner,

the world fades, and all I see is you.

And all I hear is the

thump thump thumping of a heart that has always belonged to you.

Thank you for capturing this moment on my wedding day! Photo credit goes to A Touch of Soul Photography (aka best photographers in the world)

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Blogs / Life

MRS.KaylaAnnAuthor

Did you miss me?

While I did miss some of you awesome bloggers, these past three weeks off have been an absolute, magical dream.

Married life is… WONDERFUL!!! After waiting seven and a half years to get married, I sometimes worried that I hyped up the idea of “marriage” too much in my mind, but both the wedding and the marriage lived up to every expectation and surpassed some.

I’ve tried to write poetry about my wedding day and maybe one day I’ll be able to post something but my words never seem to be enough. For once, words fail me and I cannot describe the joy that I felt and still feel. How can I adequately describe the way my stomach fluttered and twisted those moments leading up to the ceremony, not out of nervousness but out of excitement? How can I explain the way my eyes locked on his over the heads of our friends and family as if there was no one else there? How can I convey the way my own eyes filled with tears when I saw the way he was looking at me, looking at me like there was no other woman in the world he would rather marry? Or how do I detail the precious intimacy of laying down next to someone and waking up to their bright blue eyes the next morning…

I’ll keep working on those poems, and for now I’ll just smile at my own memories. I have hundreds of notifications to read and respond to. I will be doing my best to see, read, and respond to every one of them! Please be patient as I am still going to be getting back into the blogging groove slowly as I place my focus first and foremost on making home with my husband.

Over the next few days, you may notice different types of blog posts than I normally post. Here’s the deal guys, I’m an author and blogger; normally, my posts deal with those topics but for this next week, please have some grace with me as I dip into the “travel” side of blogging. For our honeymoon, we traveled to Kauai and there are some posts that I’m dying to write about. If those posts don’t tickle your fancy, that’s alright with me, come back next week when I dive back into “author” posts!

Poetry

Waiting for You

Seven a half years of

Waiting

For you

For a blue sky

Reflected on an azure lake

Two-thousand, seven hundred and some days

of Waiting

I’m waiting for you

For a walk down the aisle

Lined with pale pink petals

And rusted lanterns

With flickering lights

I’m waiting

For you

For the first dance as you

Swirl me about the wooden floor

As layers and layers of lace

Twirl about our bodies

I’m waiting

For the words

That proclaim our everlasting love

For the kiss

That seals our dedication

For the tearful send-offs

And then

Dimmed lights that signal

the end of my

Wait.

Happy Writing Everyone

***Please be aware that I am currently reposting past blog posts as I am gone on my Honeymoon (woohoo!) and will be unable to read, approve, like, or respond to any comments until I return in late June! I look forward to seeing you all again soon!***

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Poetry

Making Home

Freshly painted walls,

The smell still lingers,

Recently pierced to hang

The memories of our lives.

Our first home

Slowly, but surely,

We are transforming a space

And turning it into the place

Where you come home and

I get to greet you with a kiss

Where we stand side-by-side

To create dinner and wash dishes

Where we spend long nights

Watching movies and holding

Each other close.

Just happy to be

in a place that we call

home.

Happy Writing Everyone

***Please be aware that I am currently reposting past blog posts as I am gone on my Honeymoon (woohoo!) and will be unable to read, approve, like, or respond to any comments until I return in late June! I look forward to seeing you all again soon!***

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Poetry

Anticipation

….growing inside my chest

A tiny seed when we first began

Watered, tended, nurtured by love

By tender hands that wiped away tears

By gentle words that spoke apologies and forgiveness

By crooked smiles that burst into laughter

The years have passed and this seed has grown

Rooted in you, rooted in us.

Growing, it reaches and stretches out. It longs to touch the sky

Only a few more weeks until we become one

Until this anticipation in my chest

Blossoms into sweet reality.

 

Happy Writing Everyone

***Please be aware that I am currently reposting past blog posts as I am gone on my Honeymoon (woohoo!) and will be unable to read, approve, like, or respond to any comments until I return in late June! I look forward to seeing you all again soon!***

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Poetry

It’s You

In the fathomless night

I hear the whisper of my name,

Like a kiss against my ear.

And I know, I

know, it’s you.

 

Beneath the soft, familiar down

I feel sturdy, protective arms

Encircling my waist,

Pulling me tight, skin to skin,

And I know

 

I know it’s

You. You who holds

My heart. You who steadies

This racing soul that

Longs to settle in

In Your Hands.

Happy Writing Everyone

***Please be aware that I am currently reposting past blog posts as I am gone on my Honeymoon (woohoo!) and will be unable to read, approve, like, or respond to any comments until I return in late June! I look forward to seeing you all again soon!***

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Poetry

Do You Know?

Do you know

That when you sit beside me

I am completely captivated by your presence

Do you know

That when you put your arms around me

I feel safe, secure, and surprisingly hopeful

Do you know

That when you touch my hair

I exhale in relief

Do you know

How much I love you

Happy Writing Everyone

***Please be aware that I am currently reposting past blog posts as I am gone on my Honeymoon (woohoo!) and will be unable to read, approve, like, or respond to any comments until I return in late June! I look forward to seeing you all again soon!***

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