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Tuesday, October 21, 2014

love is still an action word

I was 21 years old when I walked down the aisle.  

I met Brad when I was 18, started dating him at 19 and was engaged to be married to him at 21................10 months after we got engaged I became Mrs. Phillips and 1 week later I turned 22. 

Taylor Swift's 22 looks nothing like my 22.  ;) 

During our 10 month engagement I was slammed in the face with lots of marital advice and was given a fair share of "you're too young" "are you sure about this?" "how can you know at 21 that this is who you should spend the rest of your life with?" pre-wedding talks.  

I wish I had kept a tally of the number of times someone asked me if I was pregnant.  I wasn't.  But lots of people thought for sure that the only reason a girl my age would get married was if she was expecting a baby.  

Looking back now, I get it in a way........21 is young to get married by today's standards.   I had just graduated from college, and yes, in a lot of ways I was just a baby.  At 21 I hadn't dated too many different guys, and I still had a lot of maturing to do.  

But I wasn't too young to get married.  I've never been more sure of any decision in life I've ever made.  I feel blessed that I met the person I want to spend the rest of my life with at such a young age.  

I remember people saying to me "I hope you don't look back and regret that you missed out on your fun, single girl years."  

Fourteen years later I can honestly say "No, I've never felt like I missed out on a single thing!"  

Not every love story reads like Sex and The City.   

At 21 I knew exactly what love was really all about..........I knew it wasn't all rainbows and butterflies.............I was, after all, a shipwreck survivor, so I knew exactly what I was signing up for.  I was nervous, excited and terrified all at the same time.  

Tears ran down my face as my dad walked me down the aisle.  It was the end of a chapter and the beginning of a new one.  I could barely speak my vows over my tears.  I knew exactly what I was saying and what I was vowing to do.  And I didn't say those words out loud in front of God and my family and friends flippantly. 

My definition of love hasn't changed since my senior year of high school when I learned about what love really means from Mr. Sherrod (my high school Bible teacher).  His definition became my definition, and it's not failed me yet.  I still believe that love is a's an action's not a's not a place you can fall in and out's something you choose to do every day.  And whether or not you choose to make that decision at 21 or 31 has no bearing on the success of your marriage.  Only you can know if you're ready to make that decision.

Fourteen years later I'd still rather argue with this guy than make love to anyone else.  He makes life an adventure! 

Cheers to choosing to love each other every day!   

Monday, October 20, 2014

antiquing a pendant light

Remember back in August, yes August, when I asked you to help me make a lighting decision for the powder bathroom?  Well, I finally made a decision, but I ended up going in a different direction.  I found this crystal pendant light at Lowe's (it's from the Allen + Roth line) and fell in love with the style.............but I wasn't crazy about the oil-rubbed bronze finish. 

before - "antiquing" a pendant light

So I busted out the ol' rub n' buff in silver leaf and an old craft paint brush and got to work.  

rub n' buff in silver leaf

I lightly brushed it on in places allowing the oil-rubbed bronze to show through slightly to create an antique look.  I love the new look as it really highlights the details and it works much better with the other chrome and pewter finishes in the space. 

after - "antiquing" a pendant light

I almost didn't even consider this crystal pendant because I wasn't looking for anything with an oil-rubbed bronze finish.  I'm glad I reconsidered because the silver rub n' buff was an easy fix, and I love the end result! 

If you've never used rub n' buff before check out this tutorial.  I'm kind of a rub n' buff addict; I've used it many, many times - side table makeover, cabinet hardware, stenciled can use it for so many things! 

Thursday, October 16, 2014

the power of words

It's funny the way the human brain works.  

You can hear and receive hundreds of compliments, uplifting and encouraging words throughout your life, but more often than not the words that you remember............ the words that seem to stick with you, are the hurtful ones.  

I don't know if it's the social-media-crazed, celebrity-gossip-frenzied world we now live in, but I've noticed an increase in hurtful words lately.   I've seen hateful words and comments left on social media channels, and I've been kind of shocked at the nonchalant attitude people seem to have about throwing such powerful, menacing words around.  I know we Americans like to get up on our freedom of speech  soapboxes, but does our freedom really grant us the right to verbally tear someone down? 

Words aren't just words; there's more to them.  

The words you leave on someone's Facebook page or Instagram feed can be read and seen by many people..........some of those people are grandparents, spouses and children.  We live in an age where we are all so righteously entitled to our own opinions, but when our opinion can cause more harm than good is it really worth sharing?  

Words spread more quickly these days.........they can be like a disease.........or they can inspire.  

We use our phones to quickly type comments and twitter updates.  Maybe it's the ease of using technology that makes us take less responsibility for the words we share?  But the words we type are read by a person......a real living human being.  I think most adults are kind enough not to walk up to a person they just met and say something awful to their face, but why then would you write something awful on a person's social media outlet?  It may not seem so but it's basically the same thing. 

I'm not trying to be all holier than thou, I'm not perfect.  Though when it comes to words, I do try to choose mine pretty carefully.  

I want to use my magic for good. 

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