As I mentioned in this post, we have been moving forward on decluttering (even more than we did in January for the youth garage sale), organizing and rearranging rooms to get ready for foster kids. Sunday night I was in my craft room/soon to be craft + guest room, cleaning out the closet in there. I ended up sorting through a whole bunch of stuff leftover from our wedding. I had a good time going down memory lane. But I also tossed a lot of stuff, like all the RSVP cards, which I had kept for some reason, and most of the actual wedding cards, after picking out the ones from special people and with special messages written. I found a few things that made me smile and a few that cracked me up.
In the middle of the stack of RSVP cards, I found one from Steph. She was my maid of honor, so of course I knew she was coming. She didn't have to RSVP. And yet she did...
But on a more serious note...
I flipped back through our guest book. One thing I loved about our guest book is that it had a space for people to write little messages to us instead of only signing their name. As I flipped through, one message stood out to me.
Joy and adventure. What wonderfully fitting things to wish for me and Trent. And how marvelously that sentiment has come true. We have so much fun together and most of the time when nobody else is around, we are entirely ridiculous. I could never count the number of times we have found ourselves unable to breathe from laughing so hard. And we really do view life as an adventure. From youth ministry to foster care, from closet floods to living two months without a microwave, life is an adventure and we are a team ready for whatever comes our way.