Our Kind Of Love

*Written on the plane to Denver yesterday*

In my short life span I have loved many people. I love my Mom, Dad, Jack and Chloe. I love others in my family. I love God. I love my friends. I have loved a few boys too.

I’ve felt love from all those people and I feel like I have a pretty good grasp on what it means to love and be loved.  There is nothing better than to feel the warm fuzziness inside when you are told you are loved.

One thing I know is that I haven’t felt the type of love that a husband has for a wife and a wife for her husband. And when I see my parents together, I know that kinda love is something very, very special, especially when it has lasted through 20 years of marriage and 26 years of being together.

My parents have the most beautiful relationship and commitment to each other and today, they publicly proclaimed to continue the promise they made in front of a judge 20 years ago. Reciting those vows they said so many years ago.

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It was a beautiful ceremony that had me, and everyone else, sobbing the entire time. (Doesn’t help that I am a hopeless romantic.)

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My Dad is a very talented poet, although he doesn’t share that with anyone but our family, and he wrote my Mom a touching prose. He couldn’t hold back tears, either could my Mom. My Mom wrote a beautiful promise to my Dad confirming her undying love for him.

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I look like I am singing.. just praying tho:) 

         

I got the chance to say something to my parents too about how I can only pray for a marriage as wonderful as theirs. And how growing up surrounded by their love has molded me into who I am today.

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Every one needs at least one ugly crying picture..

So many of our great friends and family came out to support my parents. Not just because my parents made it this far but also because this may be the last time we ever see them again.

I know I’ve said it before but they are moving to Iowa in 2 weeks and the ceremony was our last hoorah.

It was so special in service at church to be invited on stage to be prayed for. People who I have grown up with. People who have supported my family through every single trial and tribulation in the last 10 years.

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Looking out onto all those people who love me and my family so very much broke me down. I had not come to terms with not coming back to this place I know as home yet. I broke down and sobbed for the first time.

We spent the next few hours in fellowship with everyone at our little reception. Which I have to brag about my Mom and my decorations for second. Check out how cute this turned out. Oh and how in love my parents are..

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After it was all said in done, it was time for me to hop on a plane and go back to Denver. As I hugged my Mom goodbye, I lost it again and broke down sobbing.

That’s it here. This is no longer home. I may never see some of the people again. My safety net of church, friends, even my home for the past ten years will not be home any more. I didn’t want to have to leave. I wanted to spend those precious moments with my family.. I wanted to sleep in my room in my bed for one last night. I wanted to get the chance to cope with the fact that its not my reality anymore.

My Dad in his usual loving fashion immediately tried to change my flight so I could have one last night to be home. And even though it didn’t work out for me to stay, that’s ok.

As I sit on this plane back to my “home” I hold back tears.

I think of those people in Roseville that have molded me into the young woman I am now. And I just want to thank you from the very depths of my heart for every thing you have done for my family and I. You will never be forgotten. We will always love you like you have loved us. You have prepared us for this next chapter in our lives, and we couldn’t thank you more.

As easy as it can be to be loved it can be devastating to walk away from those who cherish you so deeply. But you know, its never goodbye, just until we meet again, whether that be later in life or in the golden streets of heaven.

Until Next Time, (wherever that may be),

Jasmine and the Spoonemore's 

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