Thanksgiving was supposed to a be a fun filled weekend with our dear friends, meeting in Kansas City for a four day reunion. If only cars never broke down or we had unlimited frequent flyer miles. We were so sad we didn’t get to see them (I’ve professed our love for this couple here) but last week turned out to be a great time to bond and catch up with Ben. The past two months he’s been working long days and getting home just in time to lock himself up in the study and pour over GMAT prep books for a few hours. There was awhile when the only moments I could count on together were the brief minutes he’d wake me up to pray together before he left in the morning, and sometimes I was too tired to remember them. It feels great to have my husband back 😉
Over break I took far too few pictures, but it was nice to keep the electronics stowed, hands free to hold each other’s as we took afternoon walks, enjoyed some delicious food, and cuddled to late night movies. Its the first time Thanksgiving has ever been just the two of us, and it will probably be the last.
Some of my favorite moments of the week not pictured:
-Somersaulting from bed to bed (our room had two queens) between singing and dancing one late night. Sometimes you just need to release your inner child.
-Holding hands and walking down the median when we had a little time to kill while they cleaned our room.
-Running into an old friend in the Kansas City Temple. I love sitting in the temple with Ben and thinking about that glorious day two years ago. Add recognizing a family friend in a place where you thought you knew no one makes for a pretty good morning.
-Listening to the stories of faith of the people in Liberty Jail. My great great great grandfather, Caleb Baldwin (whom my little brother is named after) was incarcerated with the prophet Joseph Smith on false charges back in 1838. We visited the historic jail site where some beautiful verses of scriptures were revealed after months of struggle long ago. Seeing the horrible conditions they lived in, hearing the desperate letters they penned, and knowing that in the midst of all of it all they remained faithful, was a powerful reminder of strength and perspective. I’m grateful for ancestors with bold examples of faith, obedience, and perseverance.
– Waking up together, and then falling asleep again.
^^we had beautiful weather all week – this is from our walk before thanksgiving dinner
^shots in hotel rooms and the highly anticipated pecan pie 🙂
^^sometimes we don’t notice we’re matching until we’re in the elevator on our way to breakfast
^^how beautiful is the Kansas City Temple? It reminds me lots of the Boston temple where we were married.
^^a little Back Friday browsing (someday Ben will just have a closet like the Brookes Brothers store, or maybe just a tie table 🙂 and the best cheesy something dip I’ve ever tasted at Jose Peppers.