It took us a while to get our photos and then it's taken me even longer to make up this post.

Scott asked me to marry him in June, on my birthday. We talked about when we wanted to get married. My sister Rose was headed out for a two-month mission trip. We knew that we would need to either have our wedding before or after her trip, as neither of us could imagine getting married without her there. After all, she was going to be my maid-of-honor.

September quickly became the month of choice, along with Sunday as a good day of the week, as Scott works for a Chick-fil-A and we wanted his co-workers to easily be able to make it.

I hadn't spent a lot of time picturing what my future wedding would look like, but I just loved how all the details came together. We did a Texas/country theme. We wanted to keep everything simple and not spend a fortune on the wedding. 

God was really gracious. Our first choices for venue fell through. We didn't want to book a traditional wedding venue, as they are so expensive. We found a community center that not only was a great location but a great price. 

Sometimes, when things end in the last way you expected them to, it is hard to write about it. The reason I haven’t been blogging the last couple of weeks is because our life has been crazy and hard. In short, my sister is no longer engaged. The man she was supposed to be married ended the engagement and the relationship.

Yes, this has been hard for Rose and for the rest of us too. We don’t understand it fully and it hurts. Yet, in the midst of it, we know that all things work together for those who love God and are called according to his purpose.

I’m not able to share any of the details of why he chose to end the engagement. Rose has requested my silence on this account. Honestly, I think it is for the best, as much as I love being open on this blog. There are some things best not shared with the public.

Despite all Rose has been through, I can honestly say that I’ve seen her faith increase and a deep peace rest on her. This was nothing she would have chosen to go through. None of us wanted this to end as it did. Yet, I see Rose more at peace than she has been for a very long time.

Please continue your prayers for all those involved. My family as well and Tim’s needs prayer as there are hurting hearts on both sides.

As Tim will be taking the majority of Rose’s things to Michigan during the month of June, Rose has already packed up many of her things. This left a lot of holes in the room. Honestly, it was one of the hardest things to watch as the room that had been carefully crafted over the years to reflect the two of us change drastically.

To save what little is left of my sanity I decided that – while Rose was visiting Tim for his birthday – I would make the room my own. Rose and I have always shared a room. We have always had to consult each other about colors, where things are placed and the like. It was an odd feeling to go out and pick a paint color without consulting anything except my own wishes. After getting over the odd feeling, I got excited. For the first time in my life, I am going to have my own room. Want to see what I did?






Yes, it is pretty much a book and writing haven. While I am sad to be losing a roommate, I’m choosing now to look at the bright side of things.

All my books are now on the shelves. None remain in boxes under the bed.

I have a whole area for my tea things.
I’ll get to choose when the lights go off.
I can leave my projects up.
Yes, I’ll miss Rose, but at least I am gaining my own room.