A Texas Love Story

Once upon a time, a young girl and a young boy met in Latin class in seventh grade.

They fell in love and started dating at age 14...

dated through high school.

Here they are at age 15.

And here they are at age 18.

They went off to college together and talked about getting married one day,

perhaps after they graduated. Fate had other plans though, and they got pregnant.

So, at age 19, they got engaged.

And, quickly began planning a wedding.

and here they are opening wedding gifts at her parents' house.

And here's the young, pregnant bride, writing lots and lots of Thank-You notes.

And, here's the bride at a kitchen shower thrown in her honor.

Everyone had to wear hats, so the bride chose to wear her veil as her "hat."
She opened gifts, discovering utensils and gadgets she'd never used or even heard of!

And, then they had wedding portraits done.

The bride was battling severe morning sickness as she wore her wedding gown in the Texas heat, posing in the flora for hours. But, she smiled. :o)

The bride and her mother threw together a large wedding in two months.

And by the end of the summer, there was a wedding.

And, they left the church a married couple, in horse-drawn carriages,

to head just a few blocks to the reception site.

This wedding was twelve years ago, yesterday.

Happy Anniversary, Texas Home Boy.

I love you.

Mistakes

I found a quote today written by Elbert Hubbard (who's he?):

"The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one."

This is me. I'm constantly worrying and fearing that I'm going to make mistakes. It's not a fun way to live. It keeps me from trying things, it holds me back. And, does this keep me from making mistakes? No, I still make them. I wish I didn't fear failure so much. I don't feel like I live up to my potential. I try to learn from my mistakes, because that's all we can do, right?

I make plenty of little mistakes, like setting our sprinkler system to go off at 6am but it went off today at 6pm instead. Oops. I'm hoping the HOA nazis don't notice. People are fanatical about water schedules here, and our neighbors haven't been the most welcoming.

I make big mistakes, like forgetting to pay an insurance bill and losing auto insurance for a month. Oops. Turns out they punish you if you don't have insurance and make you pay even more once you sign back up. (And this even though we didn't have wrecks or speeding tickets on our records!)

Looking back on my life, there are decisions I wish I could change. One of them involved going off to college. I wish I had choosen a different one than the one I went to. I applied to four colleges (and got into all four), but I chose to attend SMU, the one that my boyfriend was going to, my best friend was going to, had the most people I knew going to, etc. At the time, I thought I wanted to go there because it looked fun but I think I needed that security as well. It was a hard time in my life. My parents were separating and my little sister was leaving for boarding school, and I felt like my family was falling apart.

In retrospect, it was a bad plan. My best friend and I decided to be roommates. Bad idea. We had a huge falling out about a month or so into school, and it ruined our relationship. We didn't speak for years, we weren't involved in each other's weddings and births of our first children.

I wonder what life would have been like if I had gone to Trinity University instead. Maybe I could have finished my degree and gone into a career in medicine. Would I be happier? Would I be more successful? Who would I be? Would I have my children? I can't imagine my life without them.

Do I regret my decisions? No, I can't, because it led me to where I am now, with my husband and two wonderful children. Has the journey been tough? Yes. Do I feel like I know who I am and what I need to do with my life now? No, I don't. I think I lost myself somewhere along the way. But, I can't regret it. It's made me who I am now, for better or worse. I can only grow from this point onward.

So, if I can stop fearing every step I take foward, I think I could actually get somewhere. I've made mistakes, and I've learned from them. I know I'll make more, but that just makes life interesting, right? I keep telling myself that.

What mistakes have you made (big or small)?