i love it when

we kiss good-bye and hello, even if we've only been apart for minutes

you keep on changing the toilet paper ... even though i know it drives you crazy when i don't put another roll on

we fall asleep holding hands

we end up laughing when we're arguing because we realize that we're not even disagreeing anymore, we're just arguing because we're both too stubborn to admit it.

you read to me... even if i'm not the most interested in what you're reading which happens sometimes but i still like it when you read aloud

you tell really lame jokes and think they're hilarious, no else really finds the joke that funny

i say i don't like it when you keep asking me what's wrong or what I'm thinking... but really it means so much to me that you care enough to pry things out of me... sorry it takes so much prying sometimes. i really do wish i could be less complicated.

you're into things that most people our age aren't into, like old authors and poets, old pens and used bookstores. i love your old soul

we chat over coffee or tea on our couch for hours about everything and sometimes about nothing... mostly about nothing :)

i love it when sweet moments like tonight remind me how blessed I am to have you as my love.








the beautiful dance

marriage. love. romance. sacrifice. selflessness. loss.... wait! loss ??

Lately ... well, more like since I got married Aug. 28th 2010, my idea and understanding of Love and Marriage has been in a constant state of change, growing, redefining, exposing unrealistic ideas or expectations. Needless to say - my idea of a beautiful marriage or a beautiful love relationship looks alot different than when it did before I said "I do".

The first line explains for me the growth of my understanding. Before you get married, there are certain parts of marriage that you wont fully embrace or prepare for until you're in that place where you're face to face with things like ... selflessness, giving up pride, compromising expectations and desires, putting your love's needs before your own - even and especially when those needs don't make much sense to you because yours are different. It's things like these that I thought I had a pretty good handle on while we were engaged and even just brand-newly married (btw I recognize that we still are newly married - lol.) - but I had (and still have) alot to learn. And lately, we have really been learning and walking through some of these things, that when embraced, I believe honestly do lead to such a beautiful journey in love and marriage - not easy, but beautiful. And so... here are some thoughts - in no particular order. Also, you must know, I am still learning, and growing. Mr. hartin and I have been married just short of a year, and so I do not presume to have things figured out. Maybe there are some reading my blog who are years ahead of me in marriage ( hope so ! ) and you have insights, wisdom and experiences that surpass mine. I recognize that and share these things, keeping mind I've got a long way to go. These are just simple thoughts - some things I'm learning.

If you're a believer and you are seeking to walk in God's ways, His ways in marriage are built on a foundation of Love and Submission - and the beautiful dance between these two. I say beautiful dance because that phrase kept popping up in my thoughts as I contemplated the interaction between Love and Submission. Paul the apostle had in mind when he was speaking of marriage, the example of Christ's union and relationship to His bride, the Church - this is so important to keep in mind when we're trying to learn and walk in a love relationship with husby or wifey, that God intended. I'm so thankful God didn't say, "Here, be united with one another; man leave your fam. and have lots of babies with your wife. Have fun figuring things out, oh and just don't divorce or kill eachother as you do so". My point was that God didn't just leave us here without any guidance on how have a marriage built on His Love, His Ways and His Will. He gives us Christ's example to follow, to pattern our marriages after - not necessarily answers, but principles that give us guidance along the journey! So back to Paul, in his letter to the Church in Ephesus, Paul calls the believers to pattern their covenant with their spouses after the covenant that Christ made with His Church. (I know this is the "typical" marriage passage that everyone refers to, and its been exegieted, preached on, and explained far more in depth and for lack of a better word, better than I am about to do so now- but this is not a marriage seminar or a sermon, just some thoughts and reflections).
Eph. 5:22-25, "Wives submit to your husbands as to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church... Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything. Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her" ... and thus the beautiful dance between Submission and Love.
A really important thing for me when reading scriptures like these is to have as true of an understanding of what Paul means when he says words like "submit" or "love" - inevitably, because of my own experiences and mindset, I might have a different idea of what submission looks like, than what Paul was referring to. Because we're human we might have a very poor picture of submission, void of anything lovely, or beautiful or life-giving.

I'm learning that Love and Submission are built on the same foundation; Christ. And at their core, the two are not much different from one another when they are lived out. The husband's call to love is based on the foundation of sacrifice, selflessness, giving up as Christ "loved the Church and gave Himself up for her". And we have a picture of what that looks like; He laid down his rights. He washed her feet. He pointed her eyes to the Father. He rebuked and correcter her as there was need. He served her. He lead her. He was strong when she was weak. He sought after her when she was lost. He prayed for her. His body broken, His blood spilled - He experienced death... for her, for His Bride. John, another man that walked with Jesus, explained how we can know exactly what love looks like. 1Jhn. 3:16, "This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us". Thus a bit of an understanding of what it could mean for a husband to love His wife. And of course, love looks different with each person, each relationship, each day, each circumstance and the expression of love will thus look different; but I believe what unites every expression of love, the love of God in us, is the foundation on which its built.

Love as it dances with submission. Our call, as wives, to embrace submission. I am learning submission to be a beautiful thing - a difficult thing to be honest at times - but sincerely beautiful. And maybe that's just the way alot of things are with God's ways; things that are beautiful and good. There is a necessary difficulty, struggle, or maybe even pain and thats what makes it beautiful and not just appealing, or truly Good and not just convenient or enjoyable. Like a Rose with thorns. Submission needs to be understood in view of the Churches submission to Christ. Even though we are co-heirs with Christ, He is still our Lord. There were those who sat at Christ's feet and those who reclined on his bossom. There were those who called him King and Lord and those who called him friend. He was supreme over Creation; in, through, and whom were all things made. Entirely Sufficient. And yet, everything he did was in submission to the Father's will. The Point? There is a partnership in submission. Submission is not weakness. Submission is not a dictatorship.

Submission is not apathy.
Submission is not indifference.
Submission is not giving up and not caring because your opinion doesn't matter.

I am learning that submission is trust. How often as the Church, do we get stressed, worried and anxious about where Christ is leading us or how Christ is leading us. And yet, we worship him as we recognize that even in the midst of our fear, worry, thinking that we know better, that Christ is the One who leads, the One who provides, the One who cares for us and knows our needs better than we do - and we trust him (or try to). Maybe there is an aspect of that kind of trust that our husbands desire us to have in them. A confidence. A faith in their ability to lead, in their judgment.

Of course, husbands are not Christ. Realistically, they are not sovereign, or perfect, they are not God. But I do think that maybe the love that was in Christ should be the love that as husbands and wives we seek to conform to, to pattern and allow our love to be shaped by.

One of the most IMPORTANT aspects of marriage as a journey of love, is sacrifice and everything that goes with it (humility, putting the one you love before yourself, willingness to compromise, etc.) One of the reasons I think that is because I see that as one of the most Important characteristics of Christ's love, the love that we are called to walk in.

I am so thankful that marriage is more than romance. its more than trying to make yourself happy. its more than life turning out like you always pictured. its so much more.
I think marriage is one of the most beautiful things that God has ever created. it truly is.

I pray that God teaches us to walk in a love that is His very own as we journey through marriage.

Also - I must take time for mr.hartin - or else this blog wouldn't be complete. I must take time to say (and I know every bride thinks this of their love) he is the most precious and treasured blessing God has given me. I adore him and I am so thankful to be loved by him. Being married to him has been more beautiful than I had even dreamed it would be. Every morning I thank my God that I wake up next to him.

I would love to hear some of Your thoughts and experiences  on love and marriage! Find me on facebook or email me @ amycolehartin@gmail.com


mid-summer update!

hi!

Long time no talk/write/read/blog (lol). I neglected to post that I was taking a blogging break for the summer and figured (mid-summer) that maybe I should write a short blog just letting readers know we're on a bit of a break. So just to let you know - we're on a bit of a break :D  but we will for sure be back in Sept.

Mini update though - life is goooodd. Things we've been up to: working, spending lots of time with good friends, berry picking, date nights, visiting family in Ontario, double dates in downtown Toronto with friends, being in Weddings, reading, drinking LOTS of tea and coffee, going to the cheap theater for late night movies, baking, eating, thrifting and visiting some markets... It's been fantastic - but I think both mr.hartin and I are ready for Sept. to come to finally finish up our Last year (Crazy!!!). Speaking of mr. hartin, he is doing great! And being married is still so so beautiful. I don't care if this sounds cheesy; but I still wake up in the morning and thank God so deeply that  he was the one for me! We're not perfect, but now more than ever I really think we're perfect for one another. I am (and I think I can safely speak for mr.hartin on this one) seeing God move, teach, work in and through eachother, which never ceases to humble me in a beautiful way.

A thought I've been pondering lately: We were made by loving and creative hands. We were thought of, known, loved before we even knew he existed. We are God's story, His poetry, His art. His gentle and creative hands took time, thought, love, and care in forming us - every detail. And even amidst my struggle, weakness, frailty; God is working, creating, renewing and changing me - I am not a mess; I am art in progress.

Anyways - just a quick update. We'll write soon(ish)

love mrs. hartin

some days

are a little overwhelming

notebook doodles

art ... and us

If there is one thing mr.hartin teaches me it's appreciating the art of things.
I will go on boasting about my husbands love for craftsmanship because its something that is often overlooked, beautiful once embraced, and has the ability to move people, change a perspective, or bring growth.


Just a side note, I've been learning more and more that one of the BEST things about marriage is learning from eachother - and I think it's a Really Really REALLY important atitude to have. Often times, and especially with mr. hartin and I, we can be as black-and-white opposite as they come - in our temperment, personalities, hobbies, etc. Needless to say, sometimes this can and will no doubt be an area of frustration in any relationship. I'm learning, though that our oppositeness (not sure if that's a word, but for the sake of not knowing a better word to describe it, we're assuming it is) does not have to be something that causes conflict but that God intended it to be an aspect of relationship that causes growth, understanding... it brings a beautiful balance.

Back to the art of it all. Naturally, I wouldn't say I'm a huge 'details' kind of person. I'm very much a 'Big Picture' thinker. Mr.hartin on the other hand is very much a 'details' kind of person. It amazes me. He'll see things, notice things, appreciate things that wont even enter most peoples minds. Most of you know this by now, but husby is a devout coffee lover. And not just like... he likes the taste, or needs the caffine kick. Coffee is every way an art to him, and he values making time to appreciate the process, the art, the technique involved in everything from the region the bean was grown in, to the process of roasting, to the notes and hints of fruit, nut and spice, to what type of food each blend is best paired with. Me? To be honest, none of those things would even come close enter my mind when someones asks me, "hey what do you like about coffee". And he's not just like this with coffee ... its everything; cooking, music, poetry, taking time to walk outside, even cigars (which bothered me - until I realized mr.hartin would rather spend more time and energy maintaining a humidor, researching how it's rolled, flavored and best enjoyed rather than actually smoking one).  He just seems to notice so much beauty in things that I don't even notice to exist.

Like I said, sometimes I'd rather drink my coffee and enjoy it rather than spend 10 minutes critiquing it while it gets cool, and sometimes I'd rather just eat my food rather than talk about it for 20 minutes. But for the most part, I adore this about mr.hartin and I learn to appreciate it .



I trust and continue to hope that there are things about me that challenge Cole; bring growth, balance, a chance to see and understand God in new ways. This is what makes relationships rich. This is where I see Jesus most often in our relationship - in the things that on my own, I don't naturally notice or give much attention to.

An area of learning for me and I'm LOVING it!

sometimes B.C is far too far.

mom, dad, julie, gavin, kieran, lucy, rebecca, nick, jonah, catherine, cody, oakley, tara, josiah


love and miss you to the moon and back ... or to ontario and back. hopefully it wont be like this for too much longer.


mr. and mrs. hartin

(notebook doodles)

flea market.

This past Sunday mr. hartin and I visited an antique flea market. We found a couple treasures but mostly just enjoyed just browsing everything, visiting all the vendors. Here are a couple pictures of the market


one day I'll own a typewriter - but for now, admiring will do...

After that we headed to cheap Swedish (but not really) lunch at IKEA - one of the best decisions of the day hands down! 



 Spinach and feta crepes!
         
                                                                      Husby :)


And of course ... desert!

 lovely necklace




Some of our little treasures...  
:) perhaps a tin for tea?

earings :) these are my favorite

finally - been searching for one like this for a while!

long overdue

Why the picture? Because I think blogs are more interesting with photos and this is my most recent one :) thats why.

okay ... Truly long overdue! Pardon my inconsisentsies when it comes to blogging ... gosh life just gets so darn busy! SO this is what we're up to :)

Exams: check! End of the Year services, ceremonies, and banquets: check! Completing our Third Year: CHECK!!! Mr. Hartin and I are so thankful to be done our third year of school! If you don’t know already, mr. hartin and I are at school – he is studying for his BA in religion (majoring in biblical theology) and I’m studying for my BA in religious education (majoring in counseling).  We're loving it but were more than ready for a break!

And so, I welcomed summer with arms open wide, ready for a change :)
I love change! change of pace, change of sceanery, change of environment, change of faces once in a while... I love all of it! Change brings with it hope ... for new things and chances to see beauty in different faces and places.

hmm.. what else... oh, our dear sister just set the date for her wedding at the beginning of July (along with our other bazillion friends who are getting married this summer). So that means a trip to Ontario for us !! :) !! Needless to say I am so very excited and can't wait to see my family. AND whats more, I'll get to see (for the very first time) my newborn niece (or nephew). He/she is due sometime in late May. They're a beautiful family and we love them very much.



Gavin, Juls and Kieran





It's as if it's in the Cranna genes to make lots of babies. Often (maybe too often) when our close friends as us if we're pregnant yet, our disappointing 'no' is almost offensive to them ... as if we're failing an expectation ... lol. We can't wait to have babies and don't want to wait too long, but first we'd like to get school out of the way (or at least that the plan ... whether or not our plan will play out the way we thing - which they rarely do - is in the hands of our Loving Father). So ... maybe we can wait a little longer ;)

In other news we finally caved and bought ourselves a cell phone. Yes, yes - we reluctantly joined the rest of society. We figured it was a pretty wise decision with Sophia and all. Speaking of which, Sophia is having some issues and will need some parts replaced... I suppose we can't really expect much less from her, after all she is 30 years old (Sophia is our car by the way, click here for a formal introduction - she's quite lovely). Anyways, we've concluded cellphones and functioning vehicles make for a far more convenient life and so this is where we find ourselves :).

There have definitely been some unexpected bumps in life lately for us, but we are really trying to have trusting hearts - that are set on walking in the ways of our Father. I know He is a good God and sometimes this is all I can cling to and its more than enough.

Well - Tonight we're having friends over for dinner. On the Menu: A tender Roast Beef, roasted in a coffee/gravy marinade, with mushroom risotto and asparagus and beans tossed in a honey-garlic balsamic dressing (Yes ... we do eat real food somtimes - contrary to my previous blog post)

Thanks again for visiting our blog and seeing whats up with us. We'll be posting soon.

Love mr. and mrs. hartin

exam time at the hartins

It's exam time. Which, in the hartin home, justifies terrible sleeping patterns, copious amounts of coffee, a less than clean appartment and poor eating habits (and lets not forget the occasional mental and emotional breakdowns). Tonight mr.hartin and I were comparing who ate more poorly than the other (maybe we feel better that way?). I think I owned him on this one.

I would really like to pretend that I'm that diligent, domesticated wife that always wears an apron and has a  gourmet roast on the table for dinner no matter how busy things get.
But lets be honest... I'm not.
I do love to cook. Sincerely. But when you don't have the time: You don't have the time.

and thus, one is left with the picture of mr. hartin and I sitting at our table, enjoying a box of Stove Top Turkey Stuffing for dinner. No veggies, No potatoes, no turkey - just stuffing.


Or even better. Tonight we indulged in gourmet Kraft Dinner*. And honestly, who doesn't love Mac and Cheese - and if you say you don't, I don't really believe you.

Even though I'm so thankful we do (for the most part) sleep regularly, have a clean appartment and eat delicious and nutritious food, I'd be lying if I didn't admit to secretly enjoying these times when things are a little crazy and ... allowing.

Best of luck to all who are in the exam craziness!

Love the hartins

mr. hartin's blog


Right now I have a bit of headache. I am not sure why. I have spent the last few hours ingesting copious amounts of sugary brown stuff that is frequently called chocolate. I say that it’s frequently, and not always, called chocolate because one time when I was twelve a lady from my church brought me an easter bunny that had all the appearances of chocolate except for the packaging said that it was chocolate flavoured (note the “u” in flavour - it’s because I am not an American) confection and chocolate flavoured (there’s that “u” again) confection, well, just isn’t chocolate. When the lady who brought me the chocolate flavoured confection handed me her very thoughtful gift I remember being happier than I should have been because I was a chubby little kid that liked his chocolate and chips much more than his exercise and vegetables. Anyways, I was happy about the chocolate-looking-stuff but by the time the lady had gone home to cook supper or something like that, and I had read the packaging I was less than joyous about the chocolate bunny not being real chocolate. So it goes.
For the most part, nothing I just said has anything to do with why I have a headache, and, since the headache isn’t that bad, I will write a few more paragraphs.

My wife encouraged me to write a blog. She started this blog a while ago and alot of our friends read it and some of our friends don’t. I like her blog and I think she is a good writer and I like to write and I want to be a good writer so I was thinking that maybe, if I write a little something for her blog now and again I will get a little better at writings. By the way, I love my wife.

Most writing is good writing when the author has something important to write. I always think I have something important to write until I write and re-read what I have written and realize most people aren’t interested in things like the multi-dimensional and extremely exciting world of tasting coffee, or the precise humidity level for aging tobacco, vintage fountain pens or the ideal method for shearing sheep, etc. (I was joking about the shearing sheep) Most of these things I find interesting most of the time but the other times I like to read books written by dead white guys, not because they are dead or white but usually they just write the best stuff. All of that was to say that the most interesting things that I can come up with are not really that important or interesting. I have a friend who is like me in that he likes stuff that not a lot of other people like but maybe he is just more intelligent. Maybe he is one of our friends who don’t read this blog.

I know that the past few paragraphs have been largely contructed with run-on sentences. I think that is okay because I recognize they are run-on sentences and am making them run-on sentences intentionally. Yes, it’s difficult to follow, but at least you can rest assured that the disorder in my writing is intentionally disorderly. It’s kind of like that song by Sufjan Stevens on the Illinoise album, something about a Shadfly. In the song the music is pretty mellow but there is this one solo guitar that sounds out of sync with the rest of the song and so the song sounds bad. I have a friend who goes to the University and Ottawa, he is really smart with artistic stuff and he said that the point of the song is “disorder for the sake of disorder.” Once he told me that about the song I wanted to listen to the song again and while I was cringing with every wrong note I was smiling and thinking about the purpose behind the disorder. Purpose is a good thing, but if I say anything more about purpose I would be coming dangerously close to moralizing and I’ve heard people don’t like that.

A couple weeks ago Rob Bell released a book about Hell. I know it’s supposed to be about more than that but everyone only wants to talk about that part of it. He asks a lot of questions and so now he is heretic and I don’t really care too much about whether or not Rob Bell is liked or isn’t liked, or if his booked is liked or isn’t liked. Anyways, I have been reading some of Rob Bell’s new book about Hell and have been thinking a lot about Hell and I hope that nobody goes to Hell. I hope I am not a heretic for hoping that.

I need to start studying now that I am finished writing this blog and I might write a another blog when it’s raining or something.

mr. hartin

eyes opened.

Happy Easter Friends - I realized I was a little overdue for a blog, and having lots to say I decided to split up all I had to say into two :). So, first and most importantly - some thoughts on Easter. This morning I read over the story of Jesus' death and resurrection and came across something that really spoke to me and so I'm going to share it with you :)

Also - on a side note, I love that God never ceases to speak to us through the word. No matter how many times we've read it, heard it, studied it or taught it. God's Word is Living and active, and always ministering truth when we turn our eyes and ears to it - I love it.

I'm sure you're most likely, more than familiar with the Easter story - and so am I. But I realized this morning that remembering Christ is very different from remembering a story. So, here goes...I'm starting on the third day. After Jesus was crucified a couple ladies went to prepare the body with perfumes and spices (a Jewish tradition) and, of course we know, the body wasn't there because Jesus had risen like he promised. As some ladies were walking down the street chatting about everything that had happened, "Jesus himself came up and walked along with them" (Luke 24:15), but they didn't recognize Him. And so Jesus joins in on their conversation and continues to walk with them, talking about the Messiah's death and suffering being God's will as it fulfilled scripture.

Just as their about to part ways, the ladies invite Jesus to join them for the evening. They sit down together and are about eat, when Jesus takes the bread, gives thanks, breaks it and gives it to them (this is the Lord's supper, or Communion). It is at this very moment that "their eyes were opened and they recognized him" (24:31). And this is what spoke to me and why.

The ladies were walking with Jesus, talking with Jesus, talking about Jesus, and still its as though their hearts didn't see Him. And when they sat down to break bread with eachother, it says that Jesus "took the bread, gave thanks, broke it, and began to give it to them". It was in this moment that "their eyes were opened".  A couple chapters earlier, we see a similar picture moments before Jesus was handed over to be crucified. During his last supper with His disciples he "took bread, gave thanks and broke it , and gave it to them saying, "This is my body given for you; do this in remembrance of me". He called them to Remember HIM, but didn't really clarify why the ought to.

And so the for the ladies who had been talking to Jesus and about Jesus, their eyes were opened to see Jesus only when they took time, as Jesus led them, to intentionally remember.

In taking the time to intentionally Remember Christ, eyes are opened to see Him. It's more than talking about Him, it's more than listening to stories about Him, its about individually, turning our hearts to Remember Him. And in so doing our eyes are opened to See Him and to embrace Him. And so, it made so much sense to me why the early Church was so intentional on gathering together to break bread, for Communion - it was to remember. And in so doing their eyes were opened to see and recognize Christ among them, in their lives. 

Let us see Him as we remember
Love the Hartins

mrs. hartin's worries and roses

Maybe life has been a little bit challenging for me lately.

I've been thinking a bit about this blog and the last thing I want to do is paint a picture-perfect idea about our lives - mine and mr. hartins. Because it is Far from perfect. Maybe sometimes blogs can seem like egotistical ramblings where people talk about themselves and say mostly what people want to hear, or at least say things that will make their lives appear lovelier than they are.

I don't really want to do that.

Life is definitely beautiful. I would even say it can always be beautiful to some degree. Or maybe its that there is always beauty to be seen, experienced and known... even on the darkest of days.
I think life can always be somehow beautiful because God is beautiful. and He loves me and is intimately familiar with the details of my life.

Lately I have been on such a journey, learning how to trust Jesus. I know this Journey wont end anytime soon. It just seems especially instense right now.
I am so quick to worry. to stumble. to question. to forget the Jesus that walks with me.
And not knowing what I feel like I need to know about my life, or I should know about my life intimidates me.

Tonight I'm reminded that God sees me. and knows me. and is near to me.
He reminds me that I was not created for restlessness, weariness and the anxiousness that comes with trying to know everything or have everything figured out.
His promise of peace for my soul is not something that He wants me to take lightly. I'm learning that God Wants me to take Him at His word.

Phil. 4 talks about this kind of restlessness and anxiousness. Paul tells the believers that the Peace of God, that transcends all understanding, will guard my heart and mind in Christ (4:7).

A couple things about His Peace. First, it comes not by worrying, planning, stressing. It comes not from my fall-back plans, confidence in money/jobs/relationships. It comes in Prayer: Communion with God. Spending time investing in intimate relationship with Jesus. Meeting with Him in a quiet place. Sharing and leaving my worries, heart-aches and uncertainties in His hands. Second, this peace "transcends all understanding". Note to self: trying to find peace through logical rationalization or calming thoughts doesn't help very much. and it certainly doesn't provide the Rest and comfort my heart searches for.
God's Peace protects my heart and mind in Christ. God's peace protects me from burdens, baggage and distractions that can steal my worship, attention and loving atitude.

God wants me to trust Him. Simply because He is Trustworthy. 

He is Good
He is Loving
He is Faithful
He is Good

This is where I'm at. Maybe not the strongest. Maybe not the most consistent. But I know and love the Strongest and most Consistent God, who delights in giving me Peace.

Also,

Mr. Hartin is such a blessing in this journey. Today as we were eating dinner, I confided some recent worries, about jobs, school, money, things back at home (blah, blah, blah). And he gently reminded me to pray and set my heart on where (and how) I feel like God is leading me.
I'm thankful that when I get distracted, my mr.hartin points me to Jesus
Mr. Hartin is not perfect. I'm not perfect. And our relationship is not perfect. Sometimes Marriage is challenging.
But I am so thankful that he is the not-so-perfect Husband that God had for me.

I must tell a brief Mr. Hartin story:

Yesterday was a long day for me. If you don't know already I work at a Library (which I quite enjoy). But classes, homework then working till 10 didn't really make for the most wonderful day.
Ready to go home, I locked the door to the library and turn around to see Mr.Hartin with a dozen Roses and chocolate! Needless to say, I was wonderfully surprised and so appreciative. He
reminded me that everything would be okay and that I would be okay. And that I was cherished and taken care of. He said it was just a special way to let me know that I am loved. The roses will die and the chocolate will get eaten, but the memory of this gesture will stay in my heart and I am so thankful and blessed.

Love mrs. hartin

Season

Sometimes seasons in life aren't very eventful.
They feel normal, maybe a little mundane.
There are things that need to get done and
maybe those things aren't very exciting.
I'm thankful these season aren't all the time. They're only sometimes.

Sometimes seasons in life are uncertain.
We're not sure what will happen,
when things will happen
or how they will happen
And maybe the most unerving part of it all
is that such things are completely . out . of . our . control

Sometimes seasons in life are filled with life, color and growth
These seasons refresh our souls and remind us that
God is still creating. Still making things new. Still making things beautiful.

...

whatever season God sees is good for us to walk through;
these things I'm sure of:

Our God is Beautiful and Good. Absolutely Good.
and He takes care of us.
and leads us.
simply.

I love my mr. Hartin and I am thankful to be loved and cherished by him.
Our love still grows. and it is truly such a delight.
I like that we're still silly sometimes. and flirty. and inlove.

In every season I am certain of a couple things:
I am called to walk, live,and be close to the heart of my Jesus
I am called to love my neighbor.
I am called to learn and grow.

Depending on the season, sometimes these things are the only things I'm sure of.

and I'm okay with that.

in every season. I'll walk with you.

Love mrs. hartin

winter.
 














































spring
summer

 fall.
    


            


he likes. she likes.

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she likes vintage jewelery.















Pearls are her favorite. she likes to wear them almost all the time. even if there's no special occasion.
 he likes vintage fountain pens.



he also likes to write.


she likes it when he writes. she thinks he's got quite a gift for it.
 she likes teapots. all kinds of tea pots.


he and she like to read. maybe he more than she though.

he and she like it when old Full House episodes are a part of date nights every now and then.
he and she have the season on dvd.


 he's a thinker. she's a feeler
he likes pondering. she likes talking
he enjoys slowness and quietness. she enjoys craziness and business.
he's planner. she's a dreamer
he loves her and she loves him

Love mr. and mrs. hartin

sisters

A ministering angel shall my sister be.
- William Shakespeare

We laughed, cried, danced, sang, hurt, healed, embraced... we loved.
Tonight I'm reminded how blessed I am to have 4 beautiful sisters.

Julie, Rebecca, Catherine and Tara.
You've made life wonderful in so many ways.

I love you and remember you in my prayers tonight.





Love mrs. hartin