Just Another "Normal" Abnormal Week

Joining in with Kelly for 7 Quick Take Friday....which  I will apologize before hand because I never seem to be able to keep my takes all that quick!

1. The End Of Our Third " New Normal" Abnormal School Week 

 All I can say is that I have survived....barely. Fun fact: I homeschooled for real for when my oldest three sons were younger. It was a good experience for the most part but I stopped after 2 years, with no future desires to start again. After the last three weeks I can honestly say I still have no future desires to home school and I can.not.wait until I don't have to try to wear the hats of mom and teacher! Some of my kids are more difficult than others...*cough, cough, Luke*..but trying to keep all the Zoom meetings and daily work tasks organized is starting to overwhelm me. I'm finding I'm ok through Wednesday, starting to falter on Thursday, and by Friday I'm facing major burnout. I'm trying to psych myself up to get through April...next week will be a shorter week with Good Friday, which I'm very grateful for! Then, we will have another "normal abnormal" week of school and then April vacation. I can't wait for the break!

2. #Please Send Sun

This has been such a tough week weather wise...lots of cold and rain. Today is gusty, rainy and raw and it's just so depressing. With all the other struggles of life right now, this is SO not helping. Thankfully Sunday and Monday look better, but then more dreary weather in the forecast. Please, Lord, just send the sun! 

3. Jesus Sleeping in the Boat

Our pastor has been posting Mass each day on our Parish's website. Today he did a special Mass geared to the school kids, so they were asked to watch as part of their school day. Fr. Williams read the Gospel where Jesus calms the storm. (Mark 5:35-41) 

"And a great storm of wind arose, and the waves beat into the boat,

so that the boat was already filling. but he was in the stern, asleep on a cushion;

and they woke him and said to him, "Teacher, do you not care if we perish?

And he awoke and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, "Peace!Be Still!"

And the wind ceased, and there was great calm. 

He said to them, "Why are you afraid? Have you no faith?"Mark:37-40

St. Therese has a really good reflection on that Gospel in Story of A Soul. This is my own take of what she wrote and is something I think about pretty often. St. Therese, in a place of spiritual aridity, is talking about how Jesus is asleep in her "stormy boat". Just like in the Gospel story, Jesus has found rest in an unlikely place. But St. Therese has an amazing level of faith and desires to let Jesus rest, content that He is with her in the storm. She will just trust and wait for Him to awaken and calm the storm she is experiencing.

Sometimes, when I'm in the midst of my own personal storm, I can imagine Jesus sleeping in my "wind tossed" boat. I remember what St. Therese wrote and I have the patience and faith to just sit near Jesus and wait for Him to wake up. 

Right now...three weeks into our Covid-19 shutdown with all the scary stories coming out of hospitals and no end in sight...I can only imagine myself jumping up and down in that boat yelling, "Please, wake up! I want the storm to end!"

Let's just say no one will be mistaking me for St. Therese!

4. Songs For the Journey

When I'm in a more stressed/melancholy mood, I often feel like certain songs can help me pray and express the distress in my heart more completely. I made a list of a few of my favorites:

Breathe by Jonny Diaz

Maybe It's Ok by We are Messengers

Just Be Held by Casting Crowns

I Know by Big Daddy Weave

5. St. Faustina

Yesterday afternoon, as I fell into the "faltering" part of our home schooling week, Sarah reminded me about a quote from St. Faustina:

When I see that the burden is beyond my strength, I do not consider or analyze it or probe into it, but I run like a child to the Heart of Jesus and say only one word to Him: “You can do all things.” And then I keep silent, because I know that Jesus Himself will intervene in the matter, and as for me, instead of tormenting myself, I use that time to love Him.” (No. 1033)

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Can I just say that it's much easier to fall in to a pity party...

But, in all seriousness, I tried it. I did find that if I didn't just get trapped in my worries and fears and brought them to Jesus saying, as St. Faustina taught us, "You can do all things.", then I had much more peace! 

Of course, I promptly forgot about this less than 24 hours later when I reached "burnout Friday"!
Good thing God gives us lots of opportunities to begin again throughout the day!

6. A Surprise Blessing

My parents have been wanting to enlarge their driveway for a while and hired someone at the beginning of the week that could start the next day. My parents surprised us with repaving and enlarging our driveway as well! We had added a large garage onto our house just before I gave birth to Kate...which was over 8 years ago!..but never had our driveway extended. There were always other projects that tapped our limited budget.

I always forget to take the before pictures!! But here are the after....
 

Our new driveway looks great and makes the front of the house look so much neater and put together! Every day when Jay comes home he says, "I can't believe we have a driveway!"

7.  Have a Great Weekend

An “Other” Kind of Day

Some days are easier than others. Saturday was definitely an “other” kind of day.

I read somewhere on the internet in the past week about someone comparing life to the Bill Murray movie, Groundhog Day. I have to agree with that sentiment. Most mornings I wake up in Luke’s bed (because he’s had lots of nightmares/trouble sleeping lately), and I lay there thinking what a strange dream I had about life coming to a standstill and being quarantined by a strange virus. After a couple groggy minutes I remember, “Oh, wait...this is my life right now.”

I find myself wrestling with questions like, “How can this even happen?” and “Why is this happening?” and “How long is this going to be our new normal?”

Most days in the the last couple of weeks I’ve tried to be positive and upbeat and create an organized atmosphere that gives the kids structure. I’ve tried to focus on the good parts of the situation. I’ve tried to use the extra time at home as an opportunity to get some organizing done and start on the very long “to do list” I made weeks ago of all the things I felt needed to get done before we host Jon and Marisa’s rehearsal dinner at the end of May.

 But there are moments that chip away at my hope and leave me in tears lamenting like the psalmist, “How long, O Lord”? In those harder moments I find myself not really caring about my to do list and just wanting to curl up on the couch and wait for all of this to finally be over. Sometimes functioning and daily tasks seem like more than I can handle.

Some mornings it just takes a lot of strength to get out of bed and face another day that looks exactly like the day before.

I get frustrated with myself for having these feelings. I try to just focus on all the things I have to be grateful for: the health of my family, the gift of their presence, that Jay is still working and getting a normal paycheck, food in the freezer, and toilet paper in the bathroom closet. Some moments it’s harder than others to quiet those dark thoughts and feelings and just focus on doing the next best thing in front of me.

Kate has started to have an anxiety meltdown at least once a day. It tends to be at night, although one tough day she cried multiple times. She kept saying through tears, “I’m just having an emotional day.” She misses her cousin and her friends. She’s afraid of someone getting sick. She’s overwhelmed because she doesn’t know when this will end. Jay and I hug her and snuggle with her and try to reassure everything will be ok. It’s hard to watch and harder to know we can’t just make it all better.

I already mentioned Luke’s daily nightmares and trouble sleeping...which means I’m not sleeping through the night either. #storyofmyadultlife

Peter is struggling a lot with his lack of a schedule and routine. Like many special needs kids, Peter is very dependent on his predictable routines and schedules, and there is nothing predictable about life right now! With help from his teacher, I’ve started more of a school type routine. It seems to be helping a little and he isn’t saying, “Peter feels frustrated” dozens of times a day anymore. But he still has me on edge.

The older kids have their moments too. Mike is struggling with his life being on hold. Jon isworried about whether life will be normal enough for his wedding to happen at the end of May. Sarah is discouraged because the young man she is dating is a marine who is stationed in Japan. He was scheduled to come home on leave at the end of April. Travel restrictions have changed all that and now he’s hoping for sometime in the summer.

So many things in life have been upended!

I knew this week would be more challenging. The first week or two of a situation is always easier to manage. The newness of so much change and the energy it takes to learn new routines is a lot to focus on and helps to keep a lot of the fears and the doubts in check. The newness is wearing off and the reality that we don't have any control and that this is how life will look like for an unknown amount of time is now sinking in. I’m supposed to be the strong one...but I’m finding moments where I.just.can’t.

Sometimes I’m just not ok...

I think we are going to have bad moments...or even bad days. The loss of regular life and all the added stress that brings leads us into a grieving process. Sometimes we are going to need a good cry..or several..during a day. Life can be overwhelming and scary right now.

If you're having one of those "other" types of days, just know that you aren't alone. We aren't always going to feel confident and competent as we navigate our new roles from home. We aren't always going to have productive days.

It's ok to admit that you aren't ok.

On those tough days, reach out to a close friend or two and share how you're feeling. Lean in on God and journal, or just tell Him, all the hard emotions that are on your heart. If it's a day with decent weather take a short walk with a friend...using appropriate social distancing of course. Or walk and listen to some upbeat music or an uplifting podcast. Try to distract yourself with any small task you feel up to handling. Maybe try taking a nap.

Sometimes, if we're really emotional, we just have to make it through the day and go to bed.  Then, we can try again the next day with a fresh start.

These days certainly aren't easy or comfortable, but we will get through them. It's not always going to be pretty. I'm never going to do it perfectly....but we will all get through it. Some days we will be  lifting up our friends and family, and other days we need to allowour friends and family to lift us up.

I have an analogy I've used many times over the last several years. We are all like rock climbers. And, just like rock climbers, we are all harnessed together so that when one person slips or loses their grip they only fall so far before their connection to the other climbers stops their fall. We are all supporting each other and we will all reach the top of this Covid-19 mountain together!
One (Grounddog) day at a time.

photo credit: Eastern Mountain Sports School

The Surreal Life We Are Living

What crazy times we are living in! I feel like I’m living in a Lifetime movie.....but I am definitely a Hallmark kind of girl.(you know, a nice story line that has about 10 minutes of conflict that is always followed by a happy ending!)

Real life has definitely gone over that 10 minute mark of difficulty! In my area of suburbia, we are on day 13 of school shut downs and day 4 of “non essential worker” shut downs. And after yesterday’s announcement from our Governor, schools will be out until at least May 4th.

Life feels very surreal.

How does life in our house look right now? Well, let’s just say it has me longing for our “normal chaos” while I try to figure out our ever changing “new normal”.

Jay does home care physical therapy and is still working. With all elective surgeries being canceled, his company’s caseload is dropping but so far no cuts have been made. He’s grateful to still be working for now, but worries about getting exposed to the virus and bringing it home to us. Jay has also had to take over giving my 97 year old grandfather his pills for me twice a day. The assisted living where he lives will only allow medical workers in right now. So I’m grateful we still have contact with him, but it’s an added responsibility for Jay, who is already carrying a lot. Jay loves my grandfather and has been so generous with the way he has served and loved Pepere the last couple of weeks.

As of this past Monday, my parents’ salon where I work part time has been shut down. I am now back in the role I had for 24 years as a SAHM. I’ve also taken on the role of homeschooling with lots of teacher support. (More on this below)

Mike has been going to barber school since September and was supposed to graduate in early June. His barber school is closed now and graduation pushed back. He also worked part time for my parents’ salon, so he is trying to keep busy doing odd jobs for my parents until life gets back to normal.

Andrew’s job has them all working from home. His wife, Liz, is a reading specialist and will be off until May. She’s responsible for checking in with a certain number of students each week and helping kids with work where needed. She’s also been doing some special reading videos to connect with her students and help the learning to continue at home.

Jon is home from his grad school ocean engineering program, taking his class online, and working on his thesis. He’s supposed to finish this summer, and hopefully some of the unknowns won’t delay that. His fiancé, Marisa, is a guidance counselor at a local high school so she is off right now and participating in meetings as the school, like many others, tries to figure out how to best help and educate their students during this pandemic. Jon and Marisa are getting married on May 24th, so you can imagine the stress they are carrying. The April shower we have scheduled will be getting pushed to May, and we are hoping that by the wedding life will be back to normal...or at least normal enough! There is a June back up date that we hope will never have to be used! It’s so hard....when they got engaged almost two years ago and picked a wedding date no one would have guessed something like this would have happened! The one positive note is that Marisa is getting lots of the pre wedding details accomplished now since she’s got so much extra time on her hands!

Sarah is also doing grad school from home. She’s in a speech therapy program and is missing out on many hours of clinical time with the schools closed. She will have to do extra days next semester to make them up. Sarah has been very helpful with the homeschooling efforts, especially during the first week while I was still working.

Poor Peter is having a hard time. Despite social stories and explanations, he is missing his teachers, friends, and routines. He is feeling very stressed out on some days. His teacher, Miss Lori, has been super helpful with suggestions and coming up with a schedule that will mimic his school day to some degree. She even dropped off a couple of items on our doorstep from his classroom for him to use. We are taking it one day at a time with Peter. The one bright side is he is enjoying a couple of extra sleepovers at Pa’s house!

Ellie’s high school has not missed a beat. They had one day off, and since then, have participated in a normal schedule of online live classes from 8 to 1 each day. Ellie is enjoying the homeschool atmosphere...especially wearing comfy clothes to class each day. I think if it was up to her, this would be her preferred method of learning!

Luke and Kate’s school has been up and running after only a day off as well. For their grade levels, the teacher sends out assignments each day and I take pictures and email back their work. Luke’s teacher has been sending videos of herself teaching and, this week, they had two live teaching classes using Zoom. (Kate’s teacher is going to try one tomorrow and she is very excited!) Luke loved it....especially seeing and talking to his friends. He sounded so happy during both live sessions...it warmed my heart. The other day we were snuggling together before the day started and he said, “I really like being home and being with my family, but I hope the virus goes away soon. I miss my friends.”

#me too

I’ve tried to be upbeat and focused on the positive, but some days are easier than others. Fear and anxiety have not been my friends. Not knowing when everything is going to end is hard. I felt very discouraged when they announced the pushed back school closure date. I just wish they had waited until it got closer to make the call. A lot could change in 6 weeks...and maybe it could even be positive change!

A couple moments have brought me to tears. Seeing the grocery store shelves pretty bare the first time really triggered some fear in me. It was hard to fight down the negative thoughts of not being able to take care of my family. Reminding myself that God will provide is something I recite multiple times a day! A couple of days in the last two weeks Jay has randomly stopped by the grocery store on his way home and been able to get a rationed package of hamburger or the more difficult to find package of chicken! One day he even got a party size package of hot dogs. It reminded me of Pa from Little House on the Prairie coming home with a much needed deer or turkey to take care of his family. Thankfully, my mighty “hunter” brought his spoils home without feathers in a brown paper bag!
#grateful

Trying to wear so many hats right now is challenging. Despite reading directions multiple times, I still somehow manage to forget to send some part of Kate or Luke’s work each day.  Peter’ struggles have discouraged me, too. I’m hopeful that a more structured day will help....but in reality that means more work and follow through for me when I’m already feeling inadequate. Fighting the urge to just hibernate until this is all over takes a lot of my emotional energy right now.....especially when we are faced with another entire month of home learning.

I know lots of people are going through the stages of grief over special plans that are cancelled or in danger of being cancelled. Six months ago, I had planned a special early graduation gift for Jon and Peter...a mother/son(s) 4 night Disney trip. It’s the first time I’ve ever planned a trip like this....for many, many years I was a pregnant/nursing mom with a difficult special needs child who stayed at home while Jay did all the school and youth group trips and retreats. This trip was a last hurrah for me and Jon before he got married and he still belonged in a very small way to me. We were supposed to leave on March 14th....the day after MA schools announced they were closing for three weeks and the day after Disney announced they were closing their parks that same weekend.

And while a cancelled trip is certainly not such a big deal compared to families that have lost loved ones to this virus or are facing huge financial burdens and uncertainty, it’s still a loss for me. My disappointment is a big reminder of how little control I really have in my life, and that’s more than a little uncomfortable.

It’s amazing how our weekly routines give us comfort. I miss that rhythm of life. I miss my daily visits to adoration after work...those few minutes of quiet and prayer between my roles of worker and mom. I miss my adoration hour on Saturday mornings and morning Mass a couple of days each week. I miss my Sunday morning routine...I miss attending Mass, sitting in our usual pew surrounded by our friends. I miss chatting with them after Mass. I’m grateful for our Pastor for posting Mass to he website each day, but, as Luke said in the middle of our first TV Sunday Mass, “This just isn’t the same.”

I keep thinking about how amazing that first Mass will be when all the bans are lifted...how grateful I will feel to drop my kids off at school, spend time with my grandfather, and have a regular work day. We have all received many involuntary penance this Lent! Even if our “Easter” from our current situation doesn’t happen on April 12th, I’m praying that it will be here soon. Until that day arrives, I will be praying that God’s Grace will send me patience and fortitude to make it through and not waste the graces that even the most trying of these unusual days will bring.

I'm praying for patience and fortitude for you too!

Love and Legacy

It's been so long since I've connected with my small space in the blogosphere. Time just passed so quickly and was so full of living that I was trying to process through my head and heart. I've felt a little stuck...kind of like a vertebrae that is misaligned and can't move correctly.

The Fall passed by so quickly. The whirlwind of  Andrew's beautiful wedding and reception in August quickly lead into moving Sarah into her first apartment to start grad school. Then school started for my younger crew and I struggled to calm my heart in the midst of all the "new normals" that had been introduced into my life in such a short time.

As the holidays, and new memories pressed upon me, that feeling of stuck continued. I missed out blogging about the fun, and sometimes stressful, details of the Advent and Christmas. It took all of my energy just to juggle the everyday with all the special details that time of year brings. I thought often of how I missed my blog, but the timing just wasn't right.

Two days after Christmas, our entire family joined my parents on their most generous gift of a Disney Vacation. I had done the planning over many months...planned out our schedules, restaurants, and fast passes. Tried to work out rest time, and older sibling time and couple time. Worried about everyone staying healthy in the time leading up to and during the trip. (I have a little PTSD over a former Disney trip where several members of our party was taken out one by one by a horrible stomach bug over the course of the vacation!)

The trip had lots of fun moments. There were a few moments that weren't as magical as others....travelling with 14 people to Disney at their busiest time of year definitely has its challenges!
Thankfully we stayed healthy until the day we returned home. Ellie ended up starting with strep throat, followed by Kate a few days later, and Peter a couple of days after that! We had a week and a half of "normal" followed by round 2 of strep for Kate(!), Mike and Andrew's birthdays last weekend, and Ellie coming down with the flu and being out of school for this entire week! And with school vacation next week, I'm staring at another week where there will be no "normal".

So, what made me feel unstuck? Simply, love.

And not just because it's Valentine's Day. I'm not talking about the starry eyed love of Hallmark romances.(although I love watching them!) I'm not talking about flowers, chocolates, romantic dinners or special desserts. (although all those are great too!)

I'm talking about the deep love that matters the most. The hug when you've had a bad day, walking a fussy newborn so you can (finally) take a shower, taking turns caring for a sick child through the night, driving to countless practices and games, spending time with a challenging teenager, heading to the store to grab that one thing you forgot so you don't have to, working so hard to provide for your family and praying just as hard for them as well.

Deep love is family and relationships. Deep love is highlighted at the more extreme moments in life, like births, weddings, and when someone is preparing to go home to God.

Jay's Grandpa, Ray, will be making that journey home at any time. Grandpa has lived 99 years but won't quite reach his 100th birthday in June. Grandpa has lived a life devoted to God and family. Very soon he will be reunited with his true love, Dorothy. The love that they lived for their 65 years of marriage, and the 10 years he has lived without her, will continue on in their 11 children, 30 grandchildren, and 27 great grandchildren(so far).

What an amazing legacy of love...

Grandpa's children, grandchildren and great children are blessed to have years and years of wonderful memories....especially his love of babies! Grandpa has always loved little ones. Even as his health has deteriorated, nothing brought a smile to his face faster than seeing one of his youngest  great grandchildren. They always bring him so much joy.

Grandpa, Jay, and his youngest great grandchild, Lyla

Grandpa had a real love of learning and a very intellectual mind. He was always reading books about his faith. Jay has some cherished letters his grandfather wrote to him over the years about faith and family. As Grandpa entered into his 90's, dementia began to creep in, but his joy never left. He was frequently singing songs and hymns and reciting poetry and quotes that had been written on his heart. One of quotes he said the most will be hanging in our home soon thanks to the talent of my soon to be daughter-in-law, Marisa:

"To know and be known,

to love and be loved,

that is the essence of happiness."

On this bittersweet Valentine's Day, I hope everyone feels known and loved.  Reach out and share that message to someone that might need to hear it today.

Please say a prayer for Grandpa and for his whole family. This Valentine's Day is certainly bittersweet, but I am so grateful that God gave us such a loving, faithful man as an example in our lives. He will be missed, but never forgotten.

A favorite family pic of Grandpa and Grandma...pure joy!

Another Year to Celebrate!

One of my favorite parts about Facebook is the memories that pop up from previous years. I joined Facebook when Kate was a baby, so seeing old posts pop up with baby and toddler pictures just melts my heart. Those years have passed so quickly...and I still haven’t been able to completely wrap my mind around the fact that four of my children are actual adults!

It always amazes me how fast time goes by! As Gretchen Rubin says, “The days are long but the years are short.”

So.very.true!

The years just slip by so quickly...a blur of seasons, birthdays, homework, summer vacations and holidays.

Speaking of years slipping by, twenty-seven years ago today, Jay and started our married life together.  It seems like such a long time(!), and yet, I have a hard time figuring out where the time actually went. While there were certainly lots of moments that will forever be etched in my mind and heart, (happy memories like the births of my children, special memories like First Communions, graduations, and the first of my children to get married...and also some sad memories like the short life and death of our first daughter, losing most of our grandparents, having a son diagnosed with Autism), so much of those 27 years has gone by in a blur of daily life that is filled with laundry, dishes, and a million seemingly insignificant conversations with the people I love. As time goes by...(and boy does that make me sound old!)....I realize that it’s all these little daily moments that fill me and create a pretty amazing life.

You’d think by now...after 27 years...I’d have this marriage thing figured out. I totally don’t. I still struggle with those moments of selfishness when I don’t want to give of myself, impatience and unkindness when Jay bears the brunt of my bad day unfairly, and moments of pride when I just want to be right.


But each day is a new beginning.

Reaching out Anniversary and looking at starting a new year with new possibilities feels really good. It gives us a reason to talk about goals and ways to live life more intentionally this year; to have things to look forward to as a couple and as the family we find ourselves becoming. We need that! We are in the midst of a season of change. We are down to four kids living home on a regular basis. We’ve added a daughter in law to our family and in 7 months from today will add another. Peter is now a legal adult and navigating this new world and all the paperwork and plans we have to put in place to make sure he is cared for through his whole life is daunting. Ellie will be a senior next year and starting her own journey to independence. While seeing our kids become independent adults is a very good thing, it’s still really hard. It’s not easy to shed our old roles and figure out how to relate to our kids as adults.

All this change makes me SO appreciative for those two bonus babies that God blessed our family with. They aren’t babies anymore but at 7 and 10 they are still young enough to keep us in a parenting stage I’m just not ready to let go of yet. (Although at Luke’s physical his doctor brought up the subject of puberty and I.just.couldn’t. Just no...not yet! Hoping Luke is a late bloomer like his brothers!!)

I got Jay this card for our Anniversary....

...and an Almond Joy candy bar. Almond Joy is Jay’s favorite, and I think it sums up our lives pretty well: “A little nutty with a lot of sweetness and joy.”

My sweet, (with a side of sassy), Kate made us these thoughtful cards: 

"You love mom and it is strong"

"The world is big and so is your love with Dad"

I'm thinking she might have a future creating Hallmark cards;)

27 years with Jay summed up in three pictures:

I’m hoping for many, many more! I wouldn’t want to be on this wild ride called life with anyone else!

A New Name

I recently shared all of the amazing moments from my son, Andrew, and new daughter-in Law, Liz's, wedding. [If you missed it, you can read all about it here(the rehearsal dinner), here(the ceremony), and here(reception).]

I also wrote a post for Catholicmom about my thoughts as a mom on the wedding. And even though there was certainly a tremendous amount of joy, there was also some pockets of grief because even good change can be hard.

Head on over to Catholicmom to read my initial reflections on becoming a mother-in law.....

So.Much.Joy (Part 3: The Reception)

Andrew and Liz's reception was held at Independence Harbor. It's a beautiful venue only 20 minutes from the church that has amazing grounds! We took all of the pictures there and the colors are just amazing. I can't wait to see the professional pictures!

Andrew does not enjoy taking pictures. We were almost done taking all of the wedding party and family shots and he looked over at me and said, "I'm so glad this part is almost over!" To which I reminded him that he still had to take lots of couple shots with just him and Liz....and he groaned loudly. (Which made me laugh:)

Liz and Sarah

Me and Andrew

The bride and groom with the brides parents

Me and Jay with a photo bomb from Sarah

Andrew, Liz, Luke and Kate

I like this picture...it makes me laugh.
The way Andrew is walking reminds me of Elf.  

Andre and Liz with Jay's parents(left) and my parents(right)

Me, Andrew and Jay

Kate

Love the back of Kate's dress!

Andrew and Jon

Luke and Kate

Luke, Kate and Peter

Andrew and Mike

Kate and Luke with their cousins

Jon and Marisa..the future Mr. and Mrs(May 24, 2020)

Peter

I don't have any of the couple shots except one that was sent to me by one of Liz's aunts because once all the group photos were done, Jay and I headed in with the kids to mingle a little. Andrew wasn't tortured with pictures for that much longer(!), and we all lined up to be announced. I had made a sign for Jay and I to hold as we walked in. The sign idea was mine and it came about because it was stressing me out to think of something "cool" to do as we walked in....Jay and I are not the most graceful people...so "hiding" behind a sign and not having to look awkward doing some kind of dance move seemed like a good idea to me! (Plus, it gave everyone a good laugh!)

The wedding party all got announced and entered the party in a fun (and non awkward) way. Even Kate looked cute as she dabbed her way to the table. The bride and groom made their entrance to All-Star...another Shrek reference...and lots of cheering!

Jon and Victoria

Mike and Ellie

Keegan and Sarah

Kate loves being the center of attention...Luke, not so much!

The Bride and Groom

The Bride and Groom at their sweetheart table

The speech from the maid of honor was touching and the best man had everyone laughing. Liz's dad, Chris, gave an emotional speech that brought tears to more than a few eyes. Liz's family has had a tough year with the loss of some very close family members, so there has been a lot of sadness mixed with joy. And "giving away" your oldest daughter isn't too easy either, especially since she was moving an hour away. But Chris also said some really nice things about Andrew, and his family was cheering him on to finish all the beautiful words he had prepared.

And then, it was time to party!

The reception was so.much.fun! The music was great and people danced the entire time. There was so much energy...and some of the moves those "young people" had were pretty amazing.

The mother/son dance was another really unique moment. For months before the wedding, I had talked about doing something other than just a traditional mother/son dance. My motive was mostly to try and not get all emotional in the middle of the reception! Plus, I thought it would be fun! Two days before the wedding, Andrew decided that we should do a Rick Roll. A Rick Roll is when someone starts playing a song and then' partway through, Rich Astley's "Never Gonna Give You Up" breaks in. So we found a video on Youtube with some simple dance moves and practiced a lot...mostly apart but a few times together. I wasn't sure if we could pull it off, but I was willing to risk embarrassing myself in front of 125 people to try it!

No one knew what Andrew and I were doing except Jay. And in my worry about the dance moves, I forgot to ask someone to tape the dance from the beginning. Thankfully, a couple of my friends started recording as soon as the "Rick Roll" happened!

So, just imagine that Andrew and I are dancing to "Humble and Kind" by Tim McGraw. Then, 18 seconds into the dance, this happened......

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It wasn't perfect! Andrew and I won't be trying out for Dancing With the Stars anytime soon(!), but we have an awesome memory. I'm SO glad we did it!

Another special moment was when Andrew and three of his groomsmen who have been friends since high school, performed the choreographed dance that they had done in high school in their senior year for the Mr. Stang competition. This was a totally last minute decision that came up at the rehearsal dinner. The guys practiced several times the morning of the wedding...(because guys have very little to do to actually get ready!)...and it was another really memorable and entertaining moment!

Keegan, Jacob, John and Andrew

Another spur of the moment idea was the best man challenging the groom to a dance off...which was another really fun thing to watch! Jon is a lot more flexible than Andrew...and didn't know about Jon's idea until the dance happened...but Andrew was a good sport! The DJ declared it a tie...because the groom can't be overshadowed on his wedding day after all!

The whole night was so special! I wasn't sure how Peter would do for a whole evening of music and people, but he did amazing. He loved wearing his tux and he was a dancing machine! It made the night even more fun. Kate and Luke danced the night away as well! So many memories were made as we shared the moment with family and friends.

Me and Peter

Sarah and Peter

Jay and his Mom

Jay, his parents and sisters

Jay loves his little sisters<3

The party ended way past bed time and the flower girl didn't quite make it to the very end.

At the end of the night, the DJ..who was awesome!..announced the last dance and invited Mr. and Mrs. Hamel up to the center of the dance floor. Andrew looked over at Jay and was clearly looking for me as well...until Jay mouthed to Andrew, "He means you." And it dawned on Andrew that he and Liz were the Mr. and Mrs Hamel that the DJ was talking about. It made us all smile. :)

The day was just perfect from beginning to end! So many special memories! And, the best part, is that now we have another daughter in our family!

The newest Mr. and Mrs. Hamel