|sophomore year formal...#typical|
In my far-gone college days, I found these three women. There names are Juliann, Emily, and Vanassa. We all found each other in very different ways, on different timelines and as different people, but find each other we did.
Somewhere along the line there was an inside joke and someone made up the word "boodle" and that transitioned into a nickname and now here we are, 7 years later, and we're still the Boodles. These three women have blessed my life in ways I could never put to words. I have been blessed beyond measure by their friendship.
|The Boodles. So much love!|
In the past five weeks, two of the boodles have gotten married! On June 9, Emily got married in San Antonio in an incredibly beautiful and joyful ceremony.
|Such a beautiful bride!!|
And then, this past weekend Juliann got married in Santa Barbara in another incredibly beautiful and joyful ceremony.
|Another beautiful bride!|
I can't give words to how grateful and honored I feel to have been a part of these two celebrations. They were vastly different but there was one fundamental similarity - they were ceremonies of praise and promise...praise to the Father who brought these couples together and ordained the institution of marriage in the first place, and promise to love in a way that represents the father who first loved us and who does so perfectly.
It's kind of incredible how four girls who met at 18 can grow up into women, live in four different states, be in four different relationship stages, and have four completely separate lives and yet still be connected in the deepest of ways. What a gift from our Father!