celebration
I love finding small things to treasure in quotidian life, but there's something to be said for an all out celebration! Lucky for me, this weekend was full of them. After a 10 days of sickness in our house, a weekend with family, good food, and parties was exactly what we needed.
To kick off the weekend, we threw a bridal shower at my parents' house for my sister Molly - she's getting married this summer! With a subtle 1950s & polka dot theme, the details arranged by Molly's maids of honor, Maggie (our sister) and Taylor (our honorary sister), were absolutely stunning.
We sent Molly off with date ideas at every price point, travel suggestions, and a few gifts to help her and her fiancé kick off married life this summer.
Sunday was my first "official" Mothers Day. There always seems to be so much pressure on moms to have the perfect day, and husbands and kids to produce the perfect offering of thanks. That pressure only serves to ruin the spirit of honoring mothers' service and sacrifice to their families by creating expectations that can never be met, and thus disappointment. True love to one another demands that we don't feel entitled to adulation or gifts - whether it's for Mothers Day, Fathers Day, birthdays, anniversaries, or holidays. The solution is to spend the day enjoying the company of those we love by humbly serving those around us and graciously accepting the acts of service others perform for us.
Our day was lovely and low key. We heard the voice of our Good Shepherd at church. We basked in the 80° sunshine while we devoured books and fresh fruit. We strolled through a park, then sipped coffee and ate pastries on a sidewalk patio. It was an idyllic Sunday and Mothers Day that had me counting and naming the blessings lavished in my life by a gracious God.
To kick off the weekend, we threw a bridal shower at my parents' house for my sister Molly - she's getting married this summer! With a subtle 1950s & polka dot theme, the details arranged by Molly's maids of honor, Maggie (our sister) and Taylor (our honorary sister), were absolutely stunning.
We sent Molly off with date ideas at every price point, travel suggestions, and a few gifts to help her and her fiancé kick off married life this summer.
Sunday was my first "official" Mothers Day. There always seems to be so much pressure on moms to have the perfect day, and husbands and kids to produce the perfect offering of thanks. That pressure only serves to ruin the spirit of honoring mothers' service and sacrifice to their families by creating expectations that can never be met, and thus disappointment. True love to one another demands that we don't feel entitled to adulation or gifts - whether it's for Mothers Day, Fathers Day, birthdays, anniversaries, or holidays. The solution is to spend the day enjoying the company of those we love by humbly serving those around us and graciously accepting the acts of service others perform for us.
Our day was lovely and low key. We heard the voice of our Good Shepherd at church. We basked in the 80° sunshine while we devoured books and fresh fruit. We strolled through a park, then sipped coffee and ate pastries on a sidewalk patio. It was an idyllic Sunday and Mothers Day that had me counting and naming the blessings lavished in my life by a gracious God.