Hummingbirds.

Friday evening, before going to see "The Hunger Games" with Mr. Wonderful, I got this picture from a good friend of mine:



With that, she said:
"It reminded me of you...of how incredible it was that we were put where we were, when we were, so that we would be connected AND more importantly...simply...of you. :)"


Everyday, I am reminded of God's love for me in many ways.
Everyday, those ways include Mr. Wonderful.
But on the random days when He feels I might need just a little extra, He does things like this and has people that are so important to me to do wonderful things.

I found it kind of ironic that the quote in the picture is about hummingbirds, one of the two species used to create the mockingjay in Hunger Games, when I was headed to see that movie... the bird backfired on the Capital and became a sign of rebellion for the districts...

...kind of makes me wonder if maybe it's a sign of rebellion for myself - rebellion against anything that could make me and the important people in my life unhappy.

A strange thought, I know... but it does make me think. 

the one responsible

I grow...
   ...to love him more each day.
      Mr. Wonderful has changed me (and my life)
         for the better.

It's hard not to wake up every day, immediately thanking God for giving me him.

...and I hope there is never a day that goes by that I forget to thank Him for what He has given me.

Even in the busiest of days, I take just a moment to say thank you...
...because I want God to know how much it means to me, how much Mr. Wonderful means to me.
...and because I want to never forget to be humble and appreciative of things.


I know I was only 24-years-old when I met Mr. Wonderful, but I had all but given up on the idea of finding a man that was exactly what I had always pictured myself to find.  I wasn't surrendering to the idea of being alone, but I was coming to grips with finding someone that was only... halfway what I expected.

My daddy always told me to never settle for less than what I deserved, and truth be told, I had begun to think that maybe because of my past, I didn't deserve the same things that I had always imagined in a man:

someone who loves me for who I am
someone who is imperfect but in my eyes is perfect
someone who told me all the time how loved I was
someone who loved me as much as I loved them
someone who would do anything in the world to make sure I am happy
someone who was just as big a nerd as I was
someone who loves the same things I do
someone who loved nothing more than to be in my company
someone who touched my face and kissed my lips in a way that showed adoration
someone who loved me so irrevocably that I never doubted their love
someone who wants to live a happy life, not based on monetary needs
someone who is willing to work as hard as me to maintain happiness
someone who is always honest with me
someone who is my best friend
(and the list goes on)


...and last year, out of nowhere, I met that someone.
Who knew that he was 1,500 miles away in Colorado...
who knew that he was going to love me better than I could've even imagined...
who knew that I would be taking the biggest leap of faith in my life to find true happiness...
who knew that he was so perfectly imperfect that I can still hardly believe it sometimes...
who knew that we would fit so well?

Oh, wait...
that would God.
The one responsible for each of us.
The one responsible for bringing me and Mr. Wonderful together.

So, why wouldn't I thank Him every single day for Mr. Wonderful?

He deserves more than that, but if that's the least I can give Him in return?
I'll give it to him... ten fold.

The best place.

THIS:
Serenity
was exactly what I needed to read, at exactly the right time.
(...thank you, Paula.)

I have been getting uber frustrated at the smallest things for the past week and a half, almost two weeks.

I blame it on Mr. Wonderful's work trip and its seemingly-never-ending 'return home date' moves.

I need to calm down.
I need to relax.
I need to realize that things aren't always going to go as planned or the way that I - or we - might want them to.
I need to remember: it's in His hands.

He has a reason for why everything happens.

...and everything has worked out.


Mr. Wonderful will be on a flight tomorrow morning at 10:30 a.m. and will be returning to Birmingham at approximately 12:30 p.m., where he will then be greeted with a giant bear hug and some kisses from yours truly.  :)

Boy, do I need him here.
He has this amazing way of calming me down, whether I'm sad... or upset... or angry... or frustrated... or feeling any ol' feeling other than happy.
(and sometimes even to take me from happy to elated to over-the-moon)
It starts with gentle forehead kisses, and I wind up snuggled in his arms.

It's the best place in the world.

Murphy-3, Lindi-0

I've said it before:
When it rains, it pours.

This week has been what school calls "Spring Break," but if you ask me, it's been more like "Let's see how much we can do to make this week not so fun for Lindi."

Mr. Wonderful left this past Sunday for Chicago for work.
What originally was a week long trip has turned into two.
To make matters better, we were supposed to go to Tunica to meet his sister and brother-in-law for a fun trip to what we were calling our "Tortuga."
Now that's not happening AND I won't see him for another week.

...then...

I got into an argument yesterday with someone I haven't argued with in a long time.
I left crying because I didn't want the fight happening.
Positivity.  That's the attitude I've adopted over the past year.
It flew out the window yesterday because I got upset, which I promised myself I wasn't going to do anymore because it's not worth it.

...and THEN...

Today, I was going to spend the day to myself, shopping and just relaxing.
Who wants to vote on how that turned out?
If you guessed that something went wrong, you're right.
My car won't crank.  Probably my alternator.
And it can't be fixed until my dad gets home, we jump off my car, drive to Auto Zone, make sure that's what it is, and he goes through the hour long process of changing the alternator.

...in other words:

Murphy-3, Lindi-0

Worst. Spring Break. Ever.

better than Harry Potter.

At dinner last night with Mr. Wonderful and my parents,
     he began to get a glimpse into the crazy wonder that is my family.
  He handled the bundles of information with...
             ...well...
     ...shock and awe?
       ...or was it poise and grace?
When it comes to my family, I'm not sure which you'd call it.
       We're a handful, both individually and together,
  so it was probably a bit of both.

But sitting there with him,
     "on the tip" of the knowledge "iceberg,"
         (his analogy, actually)
glancing lovingly over at him as he soaked it all in,
  I think I fell just a little bit more in love with him...
       ...if you can believe it.

He makes me... better.  A better person.
    ...and I'm pretty sure it's contagious.
      There's a change of attitude in people when they're around him.
I realized it last night as I watched him,
  getting to know my parents,
     laughing with them,
touching my hand in this...
               ...reassuring way that he has...
         ...as if to let me know that no matter what,
            everything will be all right.
Even my parents seem to dance to a different (and genuinely happier) tune when he's around.

It's like magic.
    Contagious magic.
  ...like, better than Harry Potter. ;)

...and I can't wait to see the magic unfold in our lives together.

Love.

This one's going to be short and sweet...
cause it's getting close to 1:00 A.M., and I am getting a wee bit sleepy...
so here goes...

Mr. Wonderful is finally moved down here to Sweet Home Alabama,
and after a rocky first week of
      emotions,
excitement,
              love,
        grief,
                  anxiety,
and many others
we have emerged and couldn't be happier.


To put it short and sweet:

"I'm in love!  I'm in love!  And I don't care who knows it!" - Buddy the Elf

 Here's a little picture of us from the road.  :)

(Me, Mr. Wonderful, his sister Marybeth, and his brother-in-law Todd)




 

Love, me :)