One year, eight months, 16 days
I've been a widow now for one year, eight months, and sixteen days. Twenty months and two weeks, if you call it by the way...
Amy and Isaac’s Wonderful Wedding Weekend
I can’t even tell you how much fun we had that weekend — the photos barely capture the love of family, the breathtaking scenery, and the companionship and friendliness of everyone involved.
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If you’re in a Reader, you won’t see the album above. So you should click on over here and look through, because only then will you get even the barest inkling of how wonderful, how fun, how amazing the weekend was. I want to do it all over again! With less pressure on Amy and Isaac this time. How about the whole family just… shows up for a week… and has fun?
Is this the Amy that had the blog about being a park ranger? I enjoyed her blog, and if it’s the same person, a big congratulations to her from an Ohio reader! 🙂
It is! It is Ranger Amy! 🙂
WTH is that broken open egg looking thing ? Alien spoor ?
Turtle shell — either something killed the turtle and ate it, or found it after it died and … er… broke in. 😉
What a fabulous event. Everything about these pictures so eloquently shows the fact that you are part of a fabulous family – how real and genuine it all is to behold. Absolutely wonderful. The picture of Timmah and his adorable mama toward the end is just beautiful.