Tuesday, December 7, 2010

My Constant Friend, My Faithful Partner and My One True Love


November 13, 2010 was a magical day for me. The day I pledged my life and love to D. It was a day that I wish everyone can have. I woke up that morning knowing it was the first day to the rest of my life. The excitement inside of me and peace in my heart was immeasurable. I was anxious about all the details coming together but I mostly felt pure Joy. I was excited to create the memories of the day that would last a lifetime. I woke up in a hotel room with my sister and her kids. I was greeted first thing in the morning by "happy wedding day Mimi!" from my precious 4 year-old niece Megan. Through every step that day, taking a shower, getting dressed, arriving at the venue to decorate, I knew through everything that I was just one step closer to committing my life to the man of my dreams.

The help from everyone who showed up was overwhelming and humbling. What a blessed person I am to have as many people as I did helping to make this the best day of my life. My whole family was there, my uncle Gary from Minnesota, Grandpa Wyland from Arizona, Jon, Jill and Kaci. My sweet D came too to help and make sure everything turned out the way that I imagined. Throughout the whole day more and more people kept showing up to help. I have etched in my mind baby Joshua sleeping in his stroller, Megan walking around in her princess shoes, Kelly still working hard despite a bloody nose, Kristie steaming linens, Stacy tying chair covers, Dad up on a ladder hanging my white pom poms, Mom helping with everything and making sure everyone was ok and letting me cry with her on the stairs when I got a little too overwhelmed. And then of course there was Jill and Kaci, literally being my hands and feet and my brain! This wedding would not have happened without my incredible family and friends.

One of the best moments of the day was when it was time for D and I to get our pictures taken together. Everyone else left the ballroom (except the photographer) and D was waiting at the altar for me. I walked towards him and could no longer contain my joy or my tears. Here in front of me was the man that chose me. The man whom I love more than anyone else and the man I most respect and admire. The smile on his face, the tears in his eyes, and the love in his touch only cemented my love for him and my desire to spend the rest of my life adding to his happiness. It was a moment I will hold in my heart for the rest of my life. Just the two of us celebrating in our genuine and authentic love and care for one another.

In the end, it was perfect. The wedding I always imagined and it was like a fairy tale to me. I will never forget taking my daddy's arm and beginning the walk towards my future. I saw D's face and everything and everyone else faded away, it was he and I in this beautiful room filled with candlelight and joy. So I never forget, I want to record the vows I spoke to him that night. With the Lords help, they will stay in my heart always and I will strive to fulfill them everyday.

I, Tami, take you, D, to be my husband, my constant friend, my faithful partner and my one true love. In the presence of God, our family and friends, I pledge my undying love to you. I promise to stand by your side as we seek to serve the Lord together, to share with you God's plan for our lives together united in Christ. I promise to love you, honor you, respect you and cherish you. I promise to laugh with you in times of joy and cry with you in times of sorrow. Today, I give you my hand, and my heart from this day forward for as long as we both shall live.





It's a Love Story

September 9, 2010: After a beautiful, long walk at George Rogers Park in Lake Oswego, D and I went back to his house to make dinner. It was a very rare evening that we got to spend together without any other obligations. Our walk was peaceful and dinner was delicious, but the best part of the night was being together. Laughing and talking with my best friend. I repeatedly told D how much I enjoyed the evening, just having time together. After dinner, I went upstairs to dink around on the computer. Soon, D joined me and was looking over my shoulder at some pictures. Still standing behind me, D began to talk about how thankful he was for me. About all the things he loved about me and then he asked me why I loved him. I honestly didn't know where this was going but was just thinking he was in a sentimental mood. Tears are never far behind when I start recounting the ways and reasons I love him. When both of us were done, he said, tonight has been a great night, but I think we should make it even better. Huh? I said.
Then he came around to my side and got down on one knee. He told me loved me and wanted to spend the rest of his life with me and would I marry him and be his wife.
Of course, through my tears I said yes. I have known for
a long time that D was the one God had for me. He gave me a beautiful ring and we cried tears of joy together. I called my parents and told them the news and they were ecstatic too. However, they already knew because my D is so sweet and had taken my dad out to breakfast a couple weeks earlier and asked his permission to marry me.


The date we set was November 13, 2010. Only 9 weeks away!


ENGAGEMENT PICTURES:



Saturday, August 7, 2010

The Roughest Words I Ever Heard: a story about Boomer


Recently, when concluding the celebration of my Grandpa's 90th birthday, we all gathered around him and listened intently as he shared his life with us.

I hope I never forget the story about Boomer. I am not sure it was a life changing experience in Grandpa's life, not sure it was as heartbreaking for him as I imagine but I know it meant something. Because as a 90 year old man with his wife, children, grandchildren and maybe even a couple great grandchildren around him, he shared this story with us. Something he obviously never forget, and something that obviously touched him, I could tell by the look in his eyes.

It was like in that moment he traded in his wisdom of 90 years and the wrinkles that shown on his face for the eyes of a young man who still yearned to please his father and to make him proud.

Grandpa had apparently been working out of state and during a visit home, talked with his dad about coming home to work for him on the farm. And in Grandpa's words, what he heard next from his dad
"were the roughest words I ever heard."


After asking his dad if he could come back to the family farm to work, his father told him he didn't need him. He had hired Boomer, a farm hand.

I swear I saw the crushing look of rejection all over again on Grandpa's face while he shared this story. I saw the whole thing play out in his eyes, as if I had been a fly on the barn wall seventy some years ago.

The story continues with grandpa returning to another state to resume work. But, he says, the next year he wrote home. A simple but powerful message and it said,

"Dad,
Don't hire Boomer!
I'm coming home."

Oh Boy!



Joshua Stephen
August 3, 2010
8:16 pm
9 lbs 10 oz, 21 1/4 in


I was so privileged to witness another miracle this week, the birth of my nephew Joshua. Words can never fully describe the feeling you have when you watch a birth, especially of some you love so dearly. It is utter happiness, bliss and contentment. I feel so blessed to have witnessed my sister complete her family. One girl and now one little boy. My sister was awesome, you could she the shear determination and love in her eyes as she worked to meet her baby Joshua.

I will not soon forget the moment he was born, he was placed on my sister's chest, the whole room filled with song as the nurses started singing Happy Birthday and as I joined in, I could hear my sister crying with joy. It was a magical moment, so pure and lovely.

What a blessing you are Joshua, I can't wait to watch you grow, to love you, play with you and help you grow into the man you will one day become.

Be good to your mama and daddy, they love you so. And as for that sweet, silly big sister of yours, have fun with her and know that she will always be proud of her baby brother.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

2010 Summer Vacation

Oh my goodness it has been such a long time since I have blogged. But I have to start getting back into the groove! Well Devin and I went on a fantastic vacation this summer. Both of us took 2 whole weeks off work and hit the road! What a blessing that time was. Here's a summary of our trip which led us on a journey to 11 states.

June 25: State 1, Oregon & State 2, Washington. Devin picked me up from work at 3 pm with the car all loaded and we started on our way to Spokane, WA. Due to the Hoop Fest in Spokane this weekend, we were unable to find a hotel room in Spokane, therefore we stayed in Ritzville on Friday night, which is just about 45 minutes outside of Spokane.

June 26: State 3, Idaho & State 4, Montana. We woke up and were able to relax until check out time at 11 am. We met Devin's mom, aunt and cousin at the Starbucks in Ritzville for a morning coffee and then they followed us to Spokane and to the church where Devin's cousin, Kevin, was getting married. We attending the wedding which was very sweet and but didn't have time to stay for the reception. After the "I Do's" we were back on the freeway headed to Kalispell, Montana. We stayed at a Historic hotel in old town Kalispell and it was darling. We arrived early enough to grab dinner at a restaurant around the block and then watch some TV before lights out for the night.
Tami and Devin by Flathead Lake in Montana

June 27: We woke up bright and early, ate some breakfast at the hotel and made our way to Glacier National Park. I loved the drive the day before and already thought Montana was beautiful, but this was incredible. We did the turbo fast version of visiting the park since we had to get some good time on the road later in the day, but we drove the"Going to the Sun" road, stopping a few times for view points and a short hike. We also spent a little bit at the lodge at the summit. The views in spectacular and think it would be a great camping destination, if I wasn't afraid of bears. When we paid to get into the park, they handed us a brochure with the scariest bear picture they could find on the front. It was a warning about bears, saying to stay away from them (uh, DUH!), and a little info on bears and what to do if you run into one. It ends with a note that says: "Visitors have been injured and killed by bears at Glacier National Park." Well, fantastic. After a short stay at the park, it was on the road again and we made it to Lewistown, Montana. A little town, in the middle of nowhere.




June 28: State 5, North Dakota. Before another long day behind the wheel, we stopped by a cute local coffee shop for some caffeine. There were probably 4 -5 people in the shop when we walked in. It was quite awkward when we walked in, all conversation stopped and all eyes were on us. Apparently it was quite obvious that we were out-of-towners! It was pretty funny actually. Once back in the car, we decided to take the road less traveled. We abandoned the freeway and continued on our journey on an old highway the cut straight across Montana and we were so glad that we did. It was fun to see the less beaten trail, there wasn't a whole lot of civilization to see but a lot of beautiful sky, land and ranches. I think I might actually enjoying living in Western Montana some day, maybe. We did have a little "we might run out of gas soon" scare, but we found a gas station just in time. This was the day that I hit the wall, so to speak. I was needing a little break from the car. We arrived in Bismark, North Dakota around dinner time and decided to call it quits for the day. We ate dinner at the Olive Garden and caught a movie at the local theater. We saw Grown-Ups which was a much welcomed break from the car and gave us some needed laughter. Because this was kind of an un-planned night as far as where to stay, we ended up staying at the world's most disgusting hotel. We literally had to speed walk/jog through the hallways holding our breath in attempt to miss the rancid smoke/vomit smell the was everywhere. Thankfully once we turned on the AC in our room it covered up most of the smell. The best thing about this hotel was that it was right next to a drive-thru starbucks which we utilized very early the next morning before our next leg of driving. There wasn't too much to see or even care about in North Dakota, but we both noted that ND has the nicest rest stops we have even seen, possibly the nicest rest stops in existence.

June 29: State 6, Minnesota & State 7, Wisconsin: After departing the world's most disgusting hotel and fueling up on starbucks we set our sights on Minneapolis, MN. We arrived around 3 or 4 pm and got settled into our hotel, which was the nicest place we stayed during our whole trip, by far. We took some time to shower and freshen up and then we took the hotel shuttle over to the Mall of America. We spent a couple hours just walking around and being amazed at how big that place was. Of course we stopped to buy some presents to send home to Megan too. Once we had had enough of the mall we jumped back into the car for a mini-adventure. Since we were so close to Wisconsin, we decided that we should add it to our list of visited states. So we headed East, crossed the Mississippi River, drove through some adorable old towns and ended up in a little town called New Richmond for dinner. It was lovely. Then we drove back to the hotel and got a refreshing nights sleep, which was wonderful.

June 30: We woke up and arranged with the hotel from them to watch out luggage for most of the day. We jumped on the lightrail and headed down to Target Field to see if you could get some tickets for the Twin's game. And we were in luck, we got our tickets and headed into the ball park. It was so fun, and maybe the highlight of the trip for D. We got our snacks and drinks and cheered for the home team, and they won! The lightrail was awesome. It was way nicer and cleaner than the max here in portland. And it literally dropped us off feet from the Target Field gate. It was a great day and the weather was perfect! Once we picked up our luggage and loaded it back into the car we set off for Glyndon to meet up with mom and dad. Everyone was at Aunt Suzy's so we stopped on by and got to see lots of cousins and aunt and uncles. They were busy planning out the details of Grandpa's 90th birthday party.

July 1: We enjoyed a fun breakfast with mom and dad today at Perkins and then explored bonanzaville together. I love all things that are old and full of stories and history, and so does Devin actually, so this was right up our alley. It was super hot though and I could have done without that! Today was the first real relaxing day we had. We didn't really have an agenda, didn't have anywhere to be or anywhere to drive, so that was fantastic. Afterwards we just hung out at the hotel, I took a nap and Devin went for a swim. Then Devin and I spent the evening driving around farm country. We ate dinner together and then watched the sun go down over some beautiful Minnesota wheat fields. It was calming, romantic and an altogether wonderful evening.

July 2: Happy 90th Birthday Grandpa Wyland! This was the purpose of our whole trip. It's not very often that you get to attend and celebrate a 90th birthday. I am so happy that we were there to celebrate with and love on Grandpa Wyland. The day started off with sleeping in and then just relaxing until we met mom and dad for lunch. At lunch Mom and I decided to go and get our nails done while the guys ran errands for the party. We ended up finding an adorable litte shop in downtown Fargo: Polished. A Nail Spa. It was delightful and mom and I had so much fun together. After our manicures it was down to the church we went to help set up for Grandpa's big party. It was a great success and I think Grandpa really felt blessed and loved. We shared a delicous dinner with family and then friends came for cake and ice cream. It was great to meet people and chat with family we rarley get to see. After everyone but family was gone, Grandpa sat down with all of us and shared his life story with us. It was really a precious time. You could tell that he really enjoyed sharing his life with us and was touch by our interest. It was a cherished time that I will never forget. I am so thankful that I have that memory of Grandpa and was able to learn more about him and hear more family stories. I have always loved my Grandpa Wyland, but the older I get, I appreciate him even more. What a great man he is, and he is the only Grandpa that I ever knew.

Grandpa & Grandma Wyland on Grandpa's 90th Birthday






July 3: We spent the weekend at Grandpa and Grandma's house. It was fun to be out on the lake and be a part of their world for a short time. We all went down to the Cornfield Cafe for some breakfast, and I was so happy that Devin could experience. You don't see a restaurant in a hardware store too often. Later in the day Uncle Roger and Aunt Shirleen, Uncle Dave, Aunt Suzy, Jack and Jill came over for a BBQ and just to spend time together. The guys spent HOURS outside in the humid hotness playing croquet. I guess they were having fun, but I was thankful to be inside! Unfortunately, during the early afternoon, Devin got a call from his mom saying that his Grandma has fallen and broken her hip and that things were not looking too good. I am sure it was a little hard for him to be so far away during this time.

July 4: State 8, South Dakota & State 9, Iowa. Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Grandma and us headed back to Glyndon to go to church with the Olek's. It was a great patriotic 4th of July service that we very much enjoyed. We all headed to ihop where Uncle Gary met us for lunch. Right after lunch, Devin and I had to hit the road and start making our way home. We drove down to Sioux Falls where we camped for the night at Yogi Bear's Jellystone and watched Fireworks from out tent. However, before calling it a night, we ventured a little East and had a nice drive through Western Iowa in search of dinner.

To be continued....

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Catch Up

  • Wow, it has been a long time since I have posted to my blog. I guess I haven't felt like sharing much lately.
  • I am in a weird place in life. There are so many things that I dream about, but don't know if they will ever really happen. And I feel like everything I thought I had, is slipping through my fingers.
  • I am so excited about the Holidays. The Holidays are always special to me, but this year I am looking for the comfort of the Holidays. I don't know if that makes sense, but it does to me.
  • Today I sat at my desk for a long time and stared at the picture of an adorable new baby that was recently sent to me from a friend. It made me sad. I couldn't help but wonder if I would ever get the chance to make cute birth announcements to send out to friends and family. I couldn't help but wonder if I would ever experience being able to hold a baby of my own. I know I am young, have time, etc.....blah, blah, blah. Just how I'm feeling, OKAY?
  • I need some change in my life....this coming from the girl who HATES change.
  • I have a goal to start working towards my goals :)
  • I have actually rather enjoyed the changing of the seasons this year. The leaves seemed more beautiful than ever to me. And the dark, gloomy days can make it hard to get out of bed, but I love falling asleep to the sound of rain.
  • Christmas shopping.....I usually have so much more done by now! It is starting to stress me out a little.
  • I can not wait to start listening to Christmas music, look at Christmas lights and drink peppermint mochas!

Friday, September 11, 2009

We Still Remember

This morning, 8 years after the 9/11 attacks on America, President Obama attended a service at the Pentagon where he laid a wreath in remembrance of the 184 lives lost at the pentagon on 9/11/01. When he addressed the crowd, full of mourners, family members and friends of the 9/11 victims he said, "No words can ease the ache of your hearts." Profound words. Acknowledging their loss and allowing their grief.

Although the world goes on, we continue our lives, continue to advance as a society. This morning, we took time to stop, to remember, to reflect and to honor. Although it is 8 years later and we have moved on, we still carry the memory and the agony of that morning. We will never forget. I was proud of all Americans this morning for not forgetting and making effort to show that we remember.

We will remind the terrorists: You did an awful thing, you shattered many lives, you let evil overcome you....but you did not win. You will never win.

We stand taller today as Americans than we did 8 years ago, we stand taller and more determined to protect our freedom.

May God bless America and continue to comfort the families who lost love ones on that tragic Tuesday morning 8 years ago.