Today my husband and I celebrate our 16th anniversary and I cannot believe it! Our marriage is having its sweet 16 😂 Marriage is a roller coaster of emotions. A good, bad, crazy, beautiful, difficult at times but most worthwhile and fulfilling adventure that I wouldn’t want to be on with anybody else ❤️ Happy 16th Buddy! #wewerebabies
Photo credit: Reflections by Michelle Lipowski
Today is my husband (saying that will never get old) and I’s anniversary.♥️ It has me thinking of the time leading up to our special day and one of the most exciting times was finding my dress.
That day I was so excited but I was also so nervous because thoughts started going through my head like, “What if I don’t find one that I love?” (I’m so picky/particular)
I started looking though the dresses and all of a sudden felt overwhelmed, but there was this one particular dress that stood out above the rest. .
I went into the dressing room and slipped on the dress - I turned around for the lady to zip it up and it when she did it fit like a glove. She uttered the words, “Wow, this never happens... it fits perfect.”
I walked out to show my close friends and family and to look at myself in the mirror - when I walked out they cried...I cried... it was the one. The first one I tried on. I couldn’t believe it.
I didn’t want to take the dress off. I felt so beautiful and to think I was that much closer to marrying the love of my life had me even more emotional. .
Here’s some pictures of the day I found my dress. I wish I had an up close picture of the detail at the top - it was so ornate and beautiful. Oh, and to top it off - it had pockets!
I know this is lengthy and if you have read this all the way through, thank you. I’m just over here reminiscing.♥️
Pasa el tiempo y te idealizo más
Con tus besos de virginidad
Chocolates en tu delantal
Cruzando el Parque Lezama vas
Como flota esta sensación
Se parece a este planeador
Sin embargo todo es ilusión
Un fantasma en plena transición
Y no alcanza la brisa de hoy
A empujarte hasta donde estoy
Se precisa más que un huracán
Una especie de gran aluvión...
Why does reminiscing sweep us up as it does?
Sometimes I reminisce...about reminiscing. Crisp fall nights around a bond fire. Forgetting about the flames and feeling instead like you are in the presence of warmth from your neighbors.
There is something about the scene that taps into something primordial. Like a throwback to however we used to talk. This call back to how things used to be, the people that were once in our life that have moved on, when the stress we were under was no stress at all.
Whether it be memories of sadness or gleefully recalling a time when things were just different, reminiscing seems like it was meant to be bittersweet.
Taking a minute to reflect...when a legacy of blood, sweat, and tears began. I miss him more than words will ever be able to express. Daddy you were my rock. My everything. My life still feels so incomplete, I’m angry and sad, but most of all lost. I post makeup and paint on a smile, but my heart is on the rig floor, listening to the Kelly, knowing you were right beside me. @lowclassoiltrash I know it’s been a while since we’ve gotten to chat, but I wear your shirt with such pride. Every time I put it on, I’m so overcome with emotion...not in a bad way, but knowing there are other gals out there who understand that our hearts will always hang on the derrick with those who work their fingers to the bone. Sending love and light to all today❤️ #oilfieldlife#daddysgirl#instasad#reminiscing#missmydad#mountainstatepowertong#powertong#oilfieldproud