<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>Mom Blog &#124; From Dates to Diapers™ &#187; marriage</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/category/marriage/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com</link>
	<description>mom blog, christian moms, homeschool moms, kids activities, traveling with kids, cooking with kids, big family</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 05:25:41 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<language>en</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.4</generator>
		<item>
		<title>Make Your Husband A Priority</title>
		<link>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/proper-priorities/</link>
		<comments>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/proper-priorities/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 23:45:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christine - From Dates to Diapers</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[marriage]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[happiness]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/?p=5927</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[TweetOkay Dads, now I know there are many of you who visit often, but this post is for my fellow Mom friends, so will you excuse us for a minute, please? There are plenty of articles written about how to be a good mom, but as busy moms I think we tend to forget, at [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="tw_button" style=";float:right;margin-left:10px;"><a href="http://twitter.com/share?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Fproper-priorities%2F&amp;via=YoungMommy&amp;text=Make%20Your%20Husband%20A%20Priority&amp;related=&amp;lang=en&amp;count=vertical&amp;counturl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Fproper-priorities%2F" class="twitter-share-button" target="_blank"  style="width:55px;height:22px;background:transparent url('http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-tweet-button/tweetn.png') no-repeat  0 0;text-align:left;text-indent:-9999px;display:block;">Tweet</a></div><p><em>Okay Dads, now I know there are many of you who visit often, but this post is for my fellow Mom friends, so will you excuse us for a minute, please?</em></p>
<p><a href="http://digitalphotographer.com.ph/forum/showthread.php?t=864&#038;page=22"><img src="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/wedding-rings.jpg" alt="wedding rings" title="wedding rings" width="337" height="500" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5978" /></a></p>
<p>There are plenty of articles written about how to be a good mom, but as busy moms I think we tend to forget, at times, that we are wives first. I know I certainly do. My husband demands the least from me, so I often forget that it&#8217;s our marriage that needs to be nurtured the most. Our children need to see a healthy and loving relationship exemplified in the home. It is from us that they learn how to love and treat those of the opposite sex. </p>
<p>Trust me, I know that it&#8217;s easy to become overwhelmed with the caring for and training of our children, meal planning, housework, budgeting, and the million other jobs we attend to daily. At the end of the day I&#8217;m emotionally spent, worn out, and just plain exhausted. </p>
<p>But, it&#8217;s at the end of the day when my husband returns home from a long day of his own. He doesn&#8217;t complain when I ask him to stop at the store for a missing ingredient for that night&#8217;s dinner, or when he pitches in to help make it {<em>or even when he has to make it on his own</em>}. No complaints when he has to change another stinky diaper, or fill the dishwasher for the fourth day in a row. </p>
<p>However, you can be certain that I do hear about it when I neglect <em>him</em>. Of course, it&#8217;s not always expressed in words, but in looks and sighs. This is a good thing. I need a gentle reminder to make my husband a priority. In fact, I think wives everywhere need to be nudged a bit when they neglect their man.</p>
<p>Of course, it&#8217;s easier said than done, right? Well, maybe. But, how about doing something for your husband that he totally doesn&#8217;t expect? Show him you love him by doing the little things to prove it. Even when you may not want to at first.</p>
<p>Here are some ideas ::</p>
<ul>
<li>Prepare his favorite foods for dinner or a Saturday mid-day meal.</li>
<li>Put your laptop and iPhone away for a few hours, one evening, and just snuggle.</li>
<li>Tell him how much you love him, the good old-fashioned way, and send him a love note.</li>
<li>Ask him how you may pray for him.</li>
<li>Flirt with your man across a crowded room. <em>Even if that crowded room is movie night. In your family room. On a Sunday evening.</em></li>
<li>Remember to speak to him with respect. <em>After all, he&#8217;s not one of your children.</em></li>
<li>Surprise him with a special date night out. <em>Or in &#8211; after the kids are in bed.</em></li>
<li>Make time for sex. <em>Yes, I said it.</em> Mark it on the calendar, if you need to. <em>Ladies, this one is important!</em></li>
<li>Or, how about something as sassy as having sexy boudoir pictures taken. <em>You can ask my husband how much he loved this one!</em></li>
<li>Even just a quick kiss, out of nowhere, can do the trick.</li>
</ul>
<p>Whatever you decide to do, the simple fact that you thought to do something out of the ordinary, will go a long way to let your husband know how much you love, appreciate and respect him. </p>
<p><em>Some of the ideas above came from a couple of <a href="http://acowboyswife.com">good</a> <a href="http://kingdomfirstmom.com">friends</a>, but how about you?</em> <strong>How do YOU let your man know he is a priority?</strong></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/proper-priorities//feed</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>19</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>The Five Languages of Love</title>
		<link>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/the-five-love-languages/</link>
		<comments>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/the-five-love-languages/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 13:48:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christine - From Dates to Diapers</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[marriage]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[parenting]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[children]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Valentine's Day]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/?p=5537</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[TweetWhen Ray and I were newlyweds, we studied a book called The Five Love Languages. In this book, Gary Chapman explains the different ways in which people react to others, based on actions and words, thus resulting in changes in our “love tanks.” Chapman spent an entire chapter in his book explaining how the love [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="tw_button" style=";float:right;margin-left:10px;"><a href="http://twitter.com/share?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Fthe-five-love-languages%2F&amp;via=YoungMommy&amp;text=The%20Five%20Languages%20of%20Love&amp;related=&amp;lang=en&amp;count=vertical&amp;counturl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Fthe-five-love-languages%2F" class="twitter-share-button" target="_blank"  style="width:55px;height:22px;background:transparent url('http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-tweet-button/tweetn.png') no-repeat  0 0;text-align:left;text-indent:-9999px;display:block;">Tweet</a></div><p>When Ray and I were newlyweds, we studied a book called <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1881273156?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=frodattodia-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=390957&amp;creativeASIN=1881273156">The Five Love Languages</a>. In this book, Gary Chapman explains the different ways in which people react to others, based on actions and words, thus resulting in changes in our “love tanks.”</p>
<p>Chapman spent an entire chapter in his book explaining how the love languages can be applied to children. He also wrote a book called <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1881273652?ie=UTF8&amp;tag=frodattodia-20&amp;linkCode=as2&amp;camp=1789&amp;creative=390957&amp;creativeASIN=1881273652">The Five Love Languages of Children</a>. Now, I haven’t read his book geared towards children, and we didn’t have children when we went through the first one, but the same lessons Ray and I learned so long ago can be applied to our children, as well. Our children need to have love tanks that are full, as well.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/heart_of_sand-18241.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-5539" title="heart_of_sand-1824[1]" src="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/heart_of_sand-18241.jpg" alt="heart_of_sand-1824[1]" width="348" height="400" /></a></p>
<p>According to Chapman, <strong>there are five ways in which each of us express and receive love:</strong></p>
<ol>
<li>Quality Time</li>
<li> Words of Affirmation</li>
<li> Gifts</li>
<li> Acts of Service</li>
<li> Physical Touch</li>
</ol>
<p>Each are pretty self-explanatory and I’m sure you could recognize which most speaks to you or your spouse just by glancing at the list, but what about your children? Which one would best describe each of their love languages?</p>
<p>Knowing how to identify each of the languages of love in Ray has helped me grasp how to identify them in my children. Ethan and Josh both begin to glow when Dad or I spend <strong>quality time</strong> with either of them. It doesn’t have to be a lot of time, but even just a quick conversation or little bit of undivided attention goes a long way in filling their love tanks. Zach, on the other hand, thrives on <strong>words of affirmation</strong> and encouragement. Gifts is my love language, so it&#8217;s easily recognizable in Julia as she is always making and giving <strong>gifts</strong>. And, <strong>physical touch</strong> is big for both my Ben and Noah &#8211; Both are generally always in need of a hug and Noah falls asleep with one hand on my face!</p>
<p>We naturally pour on all five languages when our children are young. We must spend time with them, serve them, and hug and cuddle, so as to sustain their life. We shower them with praises as they smile for the first time, burp after a feeding, and later as they begin to crawl and then walk.</p>
<p>As our children mature and develop personalities, however, their language of love can be a bit harder to identify. <strong>Here are a few ways to best determine which one each of our children most appreciates:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Observe their reaction to the different ways in which you express your love for them</li>
<li> Observe how they show their love to others</li>
<li> Listen to their requests</li>
<li> Give them options</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>I would love to hear which language you speak. What about your spouse and children?</strong></p>
<p>It’s important to remember that if you express love in a way that is not understood, your child or spouse may not realize you’ve expressed your love at all. Chapman stresses the importance of understanding your loved ones’ language in order to keep their love tanks full. </p>
<p><strong>Is your love tank full?</strong></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/the-five-love-languages//feed</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>12</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>There May Be Diapers, But We Don&#8217;t Forget the Dates</title>
		<link>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/there-may-be-diapers-but-we-dont-forget-the-dates/</link>
		<comments>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/there-may-be-diapers-but-we-dont-forget-the-dates/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 02:42:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christine - From Dates to Diapers</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[date night]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[marriage]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[dates]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[dinner]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[gift certificates]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[restaurants]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/?p=5047</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[TweetRay and I are always pretty good about taking time out to spend an evening together, just the two of us. We may have gone &#8220;from dates to diapers&#8221; but we certainly haven&#8217;t forgotten about the dates! I truly believe that our date nights have been extremely influential in keeping our marriage so exciting. I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="tw_button" style=";float:right;margin-left:10px;"><a href="http://twitter.com/share?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Fthere-may-be-diapers-but-we-dont-forget-the-dates%2F&amp;via=YoungMommy&amp;text=There%20May%20Be%20Diapers%2C%20But%20We%20Don%27t%20Forget%20the%20Dates&amp;related=&amp;lang=en&amp;count=vertical&amp;counturl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Fthere-may-be-diapers-but-we-dont-forget-the-dates%2F" class="twitter-share-button" target="_blank"  style="width:55px;height:22px;background:transparent url('http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-tweet-button/tweetn.png') no-repeat  0 0;text-align:left;text-indent:-9999px;display:block;">Tweet</a></div><p>Ray and I are always pretty good about taking time out to spend an evening together, just the two of us. We may have gone &#8220;from dates to diapers&#8221; but we certainly haven&#8217;t forgotten about the dates! I truly believe that our date nights have been extremely influential in keeping our marriage so exciting. I look forward with much anticipation to these special nights.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/date.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-5049" title="date" src="http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/date.jpg" alt="date" width="160" height="160" /></a>Well, tonight was one such night. Ray and I first headed downtown for the Holiday #SacTweetUp, at <a href="http://www.theparkdowntown.com/index_real.php">Park Ultra Lounge</a>, where I had THE BEST Jolly Rancher martini and we mixed and mingled with other social media mavens. Since both of us are BIG sushi fans, we then headed to <a href="http://www.mikunisushi.com/en/">Mikuni</a> &#8211; our favorite sushi restaurant &#8211; and gorged on a plate of spicy seared ahi and some amazing sweet and sour rolls. (<em>Kinda makes you drool for sushi, huh?</em>)</p>
<p>The best part of the night, though, was when Ray stole a kiss during our short walk from one place to another, the playful banter about &#8220;parking&#8221; just to make out, and the uninterrupted conversation. Together. Without the kids.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>How about you&#8230; Do you see the importance of date nights?<br />
How do you reconnect with your spouse?</strong></p>
<p>Date nights for us are super important. They provide an opportunity to reconnect in a way that we can’t with the distractions of home and family pulling at us. No diapers, no laundry, no pressing emails. Just us.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.restaurant.com/index.asp?pgn=home&amp;prti=4574&amp;raid=2906">Restaurant.com</a> makes it super easy for couples like us to afford a date night. There you are able to save at over 13,000 restaurants nationwide by purchasing $25 Restaurant Gift Certificates for only $10!  Check out the JuiceBox widget on my sidebar for more information, or simply visit <a href="http://www.restaurant.com/index.asp?pgn=home&amp;prti=4574&amp;raid=2906">Restaurant.com</a>.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;"><em>This post is sponsored by JuiceBoxJungle and Restaurant.com,<br />
however my opinions on date nights are all my own.</em></p>
<p><img style="display: none;" src="http://juiceboxjungle.com/tracker/sponsor/restaurant" alt="" /></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/there-may-be-diapers-but-we-dont-forget-the-dates//feed</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>10</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>10 Years Ago</title>
		<link>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/10-years/</link>
		<comments>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/10-years/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 07:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christine - From Dates to Diapers</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[celebrations]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[marriage]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/2009/08/10-years.html</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[TweetWe became husband and wife on that squeltering August evening, ten years ago today. I vowed to love, honor, and cherish him for all the days of my life. We became a new family. Just the two of us. We began a journey. A wonderful journey. And now, ten years later, I love him more [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="tw_button" style=";float:right;margin-left:10px;"><a href="http://twitter.com/share?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2F10-years%2F&amp;via=YoungMommy&amp;text=10%20Years%20Ago&amp;related=&amp;lang=en&amp;count=vertical&amp;counturl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2F10-years%2F" class="twitter-share-button" target="_blank"  style="width:55px;height:22px;background:transparent url('http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-tweet-button/tweetn.png') no-repeat  0 0;text-align:left;text-indent:-9999px;display:block;">Tweet</a></div><p><center>We became husband and wife on that squeltering August evening, ten years ago today.<br />
<br />
I vowed to love, honor, and cherish him for all the days of my life.<br />
<br />
We became a new family. Just the two of us.<br />
<br />
We began a journey. A wonderful journey.<br />
<br />
And now, ten years later, I love him more than I did that day.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p159/youngmommy99/weddingday001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"><br />
<br />
<strong>Happy Anniversary to my best friend, my love!</strong><br />
.</p>
<blockquote><p>When I found the one my heart loves, I held him and would not let go&#8230;<br />
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth ~ For his love is more delightful than wine.</p></blockquote>
<p></center></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/10-years//feed</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>18</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>First Kiss</title>
		<link>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/first-kiss/</link>
		<comments>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/first-kiss/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2008 18:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christine - From Dates to Diapers</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Write-Away Contest]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[family life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[marriage]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/?p=825</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[TweetOver the course of more than two years, he had become my best friend. Letters and phone calls, sent over the many miles that separated us, created a bond that was unbreakable. 11:47pm February 17, 1997 Tonight, the miles that typically separate us did no longer. He was here with me, if only for a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="tw_button" style=";float:right;margin-left:10px;"><a href="http://twitter.com/share?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Ffirst-kiss%2F&amp;via=YoungMommy&amp;text=First%20Kiss&amp;related=&amp;lang=en&amp;count=vertical&amp;counturl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Ffirst-kiss%2F" class="twitter-share-button" target="_blank"  style="width:55px;height:22px;background:transparent url('http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-tweet-button/tweetn.png') no-repeat  0 0;text-align:left;text-indent:-9999px;display:block;">Tweet</a></div><p>Over the course of more than two years, he had become my best friend. Letters and phone calls, sent over the many miles that separated us, created a bond that was unbreakable.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br />
<blockquote><span style="font-weight: bold;">11:47pm February 17, 1997</span></p>
<p>Tonight, the miles that typically separate us did no longer. He was here with me, if only for a short time. As we sat in my parents living room, talking about the future, the world was quiet around us.</p>
<p>He told me that he loved me. He told me that he would always love me.</p>
<p>As he leaned over to kiss me, I started to tremble. We shared<span style="font-style: italic;"> our first kiss</span>, my first kiss ever. It was short, but oh-so sweet.</p>
<p>And we said good night.</p></blockquote>
<p><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>Looking back on that night &#8211; a night that seems like a lifetime ago &#8211; I vividly recall the feelings of raw emotion, tenderness, and young love.</p>
<p>This month, over 11 years after our first kiss, we will celebrate our ninth wedding anniversary. I am thrilled beyond words that I still see the same look of love and adoration, when I look at my husband and he gives me <span style="font-style: italic;">the first kiss of every day</span>.</p>
<p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">This post was submitted in Scribbit&#8217;s </span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://scribbit.blogspot.com/2008/08/augusts-write-away-contest.html">August Write-Away Contest </a><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span></span></p>
<p><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/210/383F780BD9E62D4272530ADDA58E9A33.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /><br /><a href="http://www.kirtsy.com/submit.php?url=%22+data:post.url" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.kirtsy.com/badges/kirtsy_this.gif" style="border: 0pt none ;" alt="add to kirtsy" /></a></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/first-kiss//feed</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>12</slash:comments>
		</item>
		<item>
		<title>Only then</title>
		<link>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/only-then/</link>
		<comments>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/only-then/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 20:29:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Christine - From Dates to Diapers</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[family life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[marriage]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/?p=823</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[TweetWe stopped for donuts on the way to church this morning. We were running late, as usual, so Ray ran in to make the purchase while I sat in the car with the kiddos. &#8220;There are a lot of people dressed for church, Mom,&#8221; Zach observed. &#8220;There are, aren&#8217;t there?&#8221; &#8220;Yes, and a lot of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="tw_button" style=";float:right;margin-left:10px;"><a href="http://twitter.com/share?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Fonly-then%2F&amp;via=YoungMommy&amp;text=Only%20then&amp;related=&amp;lang=en&amp;count=vertical&amp;counturl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.fromdatestodiapers.com%2Fonly-then%2F" class="twitter-share-button" target="_blank"  style="width:55px;height:22px;background:transparent url('http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/wp-content/plugins/wp-tweet-button/tweetn.png') no-repeat  0 0;text-align:left;text-indent:-9999px;display:block;">Tweet</a></div><p>We stopped for donuts on the way to church this morning. We were running late, as usual, so Ray ran in to make the purchase while I sat in the car with the kiddos.</p>
<p>&#8220;There are a lot of people dressed for church, Mom,&#8221; Zach observed.</p>
<p><span style="font-style: italic;">&#8220;There are, aren&#8217;t there?&#8221;</span></p>
<p>&#8220;Yes, and a lot of them are <span style="font-style: italic;">old</span>.&#8221; This time from Josh.</p>
<p>We live fairly close to an active adult (PC for<span style="font-style: italic;"> retirement</span>) community. And Josh was right, this morning there were many who had stopped for coffee on their way to church, much like we had stopped for donuts.</p>
<p>I became an observer myself, as I sat there, and witnessed something beautiful. It happened in a blink of an eye and the couple &#8211; both of them beautiful and unhurried,  old and crowned with silver &#8211; unknowingly made an impression on me that lasted all day.</p>
<p>Right at that very moment, I looked forward to a time when Ray and I still share a look of love and adoration, as he opens the car door for me, on an early Sunday morning.</p>
<p>Only then, both of us will be old and crowned with silver&#8230; and <span style="font-style: italic;">unhurried</span>.</p>
<p><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/210/383F780BD9E62D4272530ADDA58E9A33.png" style="border: medium none ; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" /><br /><a href="http://www.kirtsy.com/submit.php?url=%22+data:post.url" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.kirtsy.com/badges/kirtsy_this.gif" style="border: 0pt none ;" alt="add to kirtsy" /></a></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://www.fromdatestodiapers.com/only-then//feed</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>5</slash:comments>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>

