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| well, for the time-being at least. i know my own fickle-xanga-ways by now, so there's no telling whether i'll be officially 'back' or not... here's to hoping.
happy belated thanksgiving everyone! adam and i had a total of 3 combined thanksgivings, and i had a 4th with my architecture/interior-design buddies at work. all were good, and adam and i are enjoying a smorgasboard of leftovers in our refrigerator.
um, i guess it's time for updates: we've been married for almost 2 months now (gasp!) and adam and i both have talked about how marriage is way better than we even had thought it could be. that's not to say it isn't hard... because adopting a new roommate and going through a big transition always is... but the relationship is just so sweet. our house is coming along and it's quite a bit of work to get it in order. my problem is i have such big dreams and visions for the house but have to practice quite a bit of patience as our checkbook begrudgingly coughs up the dough in a slower rate than i would like. it's good for me though, to take things slowly and keep materialistic things in perspective.
here are some pictures! we just got them back from the photographer about 1 week ago so we haven't even printed any out yet. our wedding was just a blast. the reception was a blur (i really dont' think i remember hardly anything and it felt like it lasted 15 minutes) but we've both said we remember our ceremony vividly. looking adam in the eye and saying my vows to him was the coolest thing i've ever done. it was definitely my favorite part.
okay enough mushy gushy for me. here are some pictures. house ones to come in another entry!
(4 hours later)...
okay i actually can't figure out how to post pictures. that's how long it's been since i've posted, they've gone and changed their format on me and i'm not able to upload anything. help?
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| just curious...
do people still check mine since i'm such a delinquent writer? ...
i might post some wedding and house pictures for my friends in east asia who couldn't make it.
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I got a phone call today at 7:30 in the AM as my cell phone screen
lights up with the name 'Bridget Hedinger'. I was alternately (and
sleepily) confused and judgmental of bridget as I thought that she
should know better than to
call someone on the other side of the world at 7:30 on a weekend. Maybe
she thought it was Monday and I was on my way to work? That was her
only possible excuse.
Then, the phone rings again about 45 seconds later. I had to pick up
now because when someone who is accutely aware of time-zone differences
calls you at 7:30 am two times in a row, there's gotta be some good
reason why they did that.
I pick up and don't even bother to pull the clear-your-throat
from morning voice thing for bridget... i say 'hello' in all my
scratchy morning-voice glory to remind her of the 7:30 am hour..
(and... i DID have sleepy strength which is a total side note). Bridge
chipperly tells me good morning and that she has someone who wants to
talk to me... and i about started crying right there because i knew it
was Lark. I of course wake up instantly and my dear dear friend Lark
gets on the phone with me!
Then she starts speaking chinese, which, in retrospect i bet
would've been pretty funny to listen to me speak chinese after just
being awakened from a slumber and 3 months away from any solid period
of time speaking the language. I'm not sure what i said even. But
we switched to english because i think she picked up on the fact
that my chinese conversation skills aren't so sharp at this
morning hour. (or maybe ever)
I can't recount the whole conversation, but let's just say it made my
day, and probably my whole week. There are some people in your life you
know you will never forget and you will always pray for. Lark is one of
them. I still cry and am moved to pray when I even think about her or
Muslim people in general or East Asians. I absolutely LOVE them
and miss them and that part of the world so dearly.
When i left East Asia back in June, Lark made me promise that when I
came to America and had a house I'd plant a garden for her because she
loves gardens. I asked her what was her favorite flower so I could
plant it for her when she comes to visit me. She told me a pink
minature rose was her favorite flower ( thank you, pocket translator),
so I promised her I would plant them for her.
As most of you know, Adam picked out a beautiful historic house and
bought it for us before I got home. (He did an AMAZING job, by the
way... I'll include pictures later.) When I first saw the house... I
walked up the front steps to the porch, and there, to the right of the
steps... is a pink minature rose bush. I
am not even making this up. And this house has basically no other
flowers except that bush out front. So when I was talking to Lark this
morning and we were laughing and crying together, i told her about the
rose bush and she just started bawling.
This story isn't to remind you (as if you forgot) that both I and Lark
are emotional people... but I just thought it was worth sharing.
:) Thank you for calling me, Bridget. Please love Lark for me :)
Thank you for all you do... ALL of you... thank you for taking care of
and seeking after people like Lark and so many like her. It's strange
on this side of that whole experience how grateful I am that God calls
people and provides for people to be over there. It actually personally
means a lot to me that you love these people with the Love that God has
given you.
I'm sitting here in my library (or what I dream of being a library some
day... it's just a room right now with not a book in sight). There's
just one chair and a couch covered in bills and papers and wedding
programs and rsvps. So I'm sitting here on this chair and thinking
about how much you all mean to me. I am going to hop in the shower ( i
like to stay active while i bathe myself) and get ready to go to church
this morning.
But i just wanted to say... i miss you all, and thank you, thank you, thank you.
When there are those hard days, remember that I am your biggest fan,
and am always cheering you guys on. I can't wait to see you.
Press onward.
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| oh my gosh i'm coming home.
in 56 hours the following can and will happen:
+ i get to see adam :) :)
+ i get to see my family.
+ i get to see my friends. (lace!)
+ american food!
+ i get to go to church. can't wait, it's been so long.
+ i get to see adam's and my house! (pics to come later)
am i excited? of course. am i sad? also, yes. i had a terribly difficult goodbye with one of my dearest friends here today, and i absolutely adore and love this country. but, God's timing is perfect and it's perfect that i'm coming home in 56 hours. ends happen, beginnings happen and all are good. see some of you soon!
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