It’s amazing how time flies and can change life so quickly…
Two years ago, we were a family of 3, living in Poland…baking Maxwell.
Two years later, we are a family of 4, living in Arizona (for the time being)…baking Josephine.
Two years ago, my little gal did not have an American accent—and had never spent more than a total of 3 months in all of her life in the States.
Two years later, she has lived in the United States for an entire year—and, although she is still learning the art of the “American smile”, she no longer sounds like our own personal version of Mary Poppins. Slightly a bummer.
Hope you enjoy her precious (1 minute) video wishing you a Merry Christmas in English and Polish. And hope you also enjoy our throwback photos from life before Maxwell and Josephine.
Amazing how time changes things…
Many hugs for today—looking forward to writing tomorrow about “The Impossible Task”!
Adelyne and Richard had an amazing start to their African father/daughter journey.
Well…After they flew 10 hours to Germany, then a 10-hour layover in Frankfurt, and then another 10 hours to Johannesburg.
Frankfurt Layover…Goodbye, Sunny AZ!
But when they FINALLY arrived in Africa, they have had an amazing time!
The lion park. Huge perk for a little girl. Especially when a lion cub gets to gnaw you to smithereens.
Then they have gone on Safaris and wild animal roundups. And they have even gotten to go swimming.
Daddy’s toes enjoying the African sun!
At breakfast the other day, they ate outside and saw grazing giraffes. Pretty stinking awesome.
Finally yesterday, they had to leave their safari paradise and begin the border crossing…on their own.
I remember when Richard was going from Kenya to Uganda (Nairobi to Kampala) on his own—well, in a bus full of others. It was a midnight bus crossing and Rich said that he was the only white passenger on the bus (an important part of the story in a moment) and he was RIGHT below the radio’s speaker button that was playing the same scratchy tape over and over again. So when the tape took it’s pause to switch sides, he reached up above him and turned off the speaker — and the bus fell into a beautiful midnight silence.
Well…it may have been a night bus, but that did not mean its passengers were sleepy because soon he heard from the back of the bus in a deep voice, “HEY, Muzungu! Turn back on the radio.” Without looking around or missing a beat, he crept his hand in the air, found the speaker’s button, and turned back on the loud midnight music. Listening to it all the way to Kampala. And the rest of the passengers were pleased 😉
But this time, with Adelyne, Rich was not in a bus as a passenger. He was the driver, and he had to get his daughter safely across the border and make his way to Gabarone, Botswana.
He said trail mix was a nice treat for the border agents as he crossed.
And then, the rest of the journey, well, let’s say it was wrought with, in Richard’s words, “Six hours of dodging goats, cows, donkeys, people, cars, potholes, baboons, and anything else you can think of.”
But he finally made it! And they are thrilled.
And today they get to begin the celebrations of Seun and Kwesi! Today is the traditional ceremony. Adelyne is a blessed and honored part of today’s event.
Tomorrow is the church wedding. Richard gets to do the whole, “Do you? And Do you? And Yea! You may kiss your bride!”
I am so excited to hear how Seun and Kwesi have brought their two families together (Nigerian and Ghanan family backgrounds) and joined them together in beautiful ways to celebrate who they are and who they will become together.
It brings me back to my own wedding.
September 30th, Richard and Brooke
I am not a big church and fluffy wedding dress-type woman. And my husband, he could have gotten hitched on a raft, shouting “I Do,” as we went through a rapid.
But, since we have families that love us, we decided to have a wedding…in 3 weeks! Good thing I have an extremely organized sister, eh?
She pulled off my wedding in 3 weeks. And I wore my mother’s wedding dress. And I received my grandma’s wedding ring. And we wore tennis shoes or hiking sandals. And we had trail mix at our tables.
We were in the day of “film” so there is not a lot of digital documentation of this day, but we didn’t even go with, at the time, the VERY traditional wedding cake. You see, neither of us are huge cake fans. So we went with something we both do love…Marie Calendar pies!
We bought out the restaurant.
Richard’s vows to Brooke
And our evening even ended with illegal fireworks, sending us off, in our Jeep!
Yep. It wasn’t fancy—but it was beautiful. And one of my favorite moments, dancing with my husband while our guests surrounded us with bubbles in the air.
I am sure today’s wedding will be extremely different than mine. And I can’t wait.
Because each wedding day should be an introduction of two families, coming together, to join as one. Not leaving behind what makes the other so beautiful and unique, but joining together the beauty of “you” and “me” and making the two a “we”.
Oh…and it should be a LOT about the bride. (Well, saith this bride!)
And I am sure Kwesi and Seun’s wedding will be just that…a beautiful joining of two families with a great celebration of the bride herself! And the groom. And the two of them, joined with their family and friends from around the world.
And I can’t wait to see where God and their future takes them.
I pray their day blessed and joyful. I pray their day tomorrow honoring and special.
And I pray their lives, forever, together…full of adventure, hard work, fun, and, when God gifts, beautiful children to fill their hearts to the brim of overflowing!
In the meantime, I simply hope that they’ll enjoy their honeymoon and their brand new future in great and adventurous ways.
Congratulations, Seun and Kwesi. Now, go and get hitched!