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| The ice falling off the roof sounds like gunshots. It's a little startling. I am definitely ready for winter to be over, but I'm not getting my hopes up too soon: Ol' Punxsutawny Phil saw his shadow this morning. Winter days feel so much heavier than spring, summer and fall. Perhaps this winter even more so than usual, with so much to anticipate come spring. I guess the winter overcast is feeling a bit more stifling today, causing this farmer's daughter to be a bit more reflective. | | |
| Sometimes I am just stopped in my tracks at the realization of this love for my husband. He's a million miles away and has been for over three months. But I miss him more and I love him more than day one. Geez, I never used to be so gushy.
For Donald's birthday, he sent me a card and a beautiful bouquet of flowers. And he called me Sunday, Tuesday, and last night. : D
 I just felt the need to share my happiness with whoever still reads this.
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| With my new husband in a faraway land, I've been attempting some new ventures myself. I've always understood that there are certain things women do, things that no one else needs to because the "mom" will take care of it. Or there are things that women can just do, because they're women. Maybe that sounds a little naive, but I've always thought that way. I have undertaken "wife training," learning to do those things: the rites of passage into women-hood. My ventures have been small steps. I've been touching raw meat for a while now, but that's one of the first steps. "Cooking something down" is another big one. So far I've done pumpkins, and lots of them. Cleaning the junk from the drain of the sink is another one, and I'm still getting the hang of how to effectively load the dishwasher. I'm hoping to complete my training so I can be a good wife when my husband and I finally live together!
Anything I missed?
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| I'm sure there are some of you who don't use Facebook, so I thought I would let you know here as well. I am no longer a girlfriend, but I'm also not anyone's fiancee...that's right: I am Mrs. Donald B Franks II.
On September 1, 2007 Donald and I were married. He is being deployed in October for another 8 month stint in Afghanistan. We had been talking about this for a little while, and it worked out for him to come up. We had the ceremony on my front steps with only immediate family present. I'll post pictures soon. We are planning a real wedding with all of you invited for next August, so you can plan to be there!
Right now, he's in North Carolina in training. I'll be living with my mom while my dad is back in Afghanistan this year. We're so happy, and we hope you can join us in that! | | |
| So about that not being isolated thing...
Camp is over, and I've spent that past few days getting ready for Ecuador! We had a commissioning service on Sunday night, during which we performed the skit, puppet show, and songs that we have worked so hard to perfect. The kids are fantastic. My dad is worried that I'll have a bunch of crying emotional girls to deal with the whole time (and I might, I suppose) but I think they're tough. Most of them have never been on a plane before, and only Tim (the youth pastor) and I have been overseas. It'll be fun. I'll be sure to post some pictures when I get back.
Donald's coming up for Labor Day weekend! Yippee! Four days with my beloved... (go ahead, Vance, make some joke about my middle name...)
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