Oct 12

Autumn Anniversary

Route 30 Adirondack State Park

Route 30 Adirondack State Park

That first year, less than five months after he died,   I could not even see their beauty. The second year their beauty haunted my dreams and stung like thistles.  This year their beauty brings warm memories and a tear or two. You see we were married In Autumn, October 11th to be exact, right around the date that the trees in Upstate New York reach their full beauty. Their splendor, something that people drive miles to see, was all around us as we celebrated our love.

Blue Mountain Lake October 2016

Blue Mountain Lake October 2016

I have always loved Fall. It is refreshing and inspirational to me; to say goodbye to the long hot days of Summer, to lift the windows and feel the crisp air. To occasionally catch the scent of a neighbors wood stove taking the chill off the night when turning on the furnace just seems too soon. There is nothing better than that first walk in the woods crunching leaves underneath my boots or wrapping up in a sweater for the first time of the season.


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All funds raised support the mission projects and trips of the church.

Pumpkins covered the lawn of the church the day we were married. The church fundraiser seemed so appropriate for the wedding day of this girl with the pumpkin colored hair. My dress was green, his suit was brown, the wedding was a beautiful expression of who we were and who we hoped to become. We made a commitment before all of our loved ones and God that we would be together from that day forward, together in service and together in faith.  It was a musical and love filled ceremony with six songs and vows that we had written together.

The reception was simple and elegant. A musician played the guitar while our guests helped themselves to desserts and sparkling cider. We danced together to the beautiful wedding song we had practiced to during our Fred Astaire dancing lessons, carefully we counted out our first steps as we nervously stepped onto the dance floor.  Soon the rest of the room disappeared and we were alone together for the first time as husband and wife. It was what we thought would be the first of many dances, but in the end it was the only time we “danced” together.

Blue Mountain Lake October 2016

Blue Mountain Lake October 2016

There are other ways of dancing of course and Donald and I lived our lives as a dance every day that we had together. While our time together was cut short unexpectedly we lived each and every day with intention. We did not know that our time together would be so brief but I have very little doubt that we would have changed a thing about the way we spent our time together. We didn’t have a television or a subscription to Netflix or any other streaming service. We choose instead to spend our days learning about each other and deepening our relationships with friends and family.

The trees are beautiful in the Adirondacks this year. My photos do not begin to convey their actual beauty. Take some time to look up and around during this beautiful season, and while you are doing so, remember that you are also a creation of the amazing God that created the beauty you see.

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  1. That’s impressive: “we lived each and every day with intention”

    1. Thanks Roger, we really really did. We never took life our our love for granted.
      Blessings to you and your family!

    • Vonnie on October 12, 2016 at 9:41 am
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    This story is so very beautiful, Christine!!! Brought tears to my eyes!!!

    1. Oh thank you for telling me that you like it. It means the world to me that you always read my stories.

    • Carol R Jackson on October 12, 2016 at 10:03 am
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    A beautiful reflection on love, life, memories, and the beauty of nature. Thanks for sharing, Christine.

    1. Thank you Kitt!

    • Morgan on October 12, 2016 at 11:39 am
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    Growing stronger! Beautiful thoughts, moved by beautiful creation – Love is the reason we are here! Your sharing with us Keeps love alive for all!
    Thank you

    • Donna Titus on October 12, 2016 at 5:17 pm
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    Beautiful story. But it really wasn’t a story, it was your life. Well done faithful servant.

    1. Yes Donna,
      You are right, it is my life, but aren’t all of our lives collections of the stories we have lived? In my family the stories of my parents, grandparents, aunts , uncles and cousins are the glue that holds us together. Thank you for reading and thank you for letting me know that you care.
      Blessings and Peace,

    • Candace Dale on October 12, 2016 at 6:09 pm
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    Beautiful reflection

    • Rajadhas on October 13, 2016 at 5:46 am
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    It’s a beautiful expression of love.though lived briefly. As for the trees, there will be autumn every year, a reminder of the beauty of love and life and for us it is different. As the beautiful season approaches every year we are reminded of the beautiful memories we have had. we learn to live with that. As long as there is autumn the beautiful memories will remain. Yours is a wonderful story of love.

    • Joanne Colgate on October 14, 2016 at 12:16 am
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    Your words convey so much to me. The older I get the more I realize how precious life is. Every day I realize that material things are not what life is about – it’s friends and family, kindness and caring. I like to think that your gift for writing came from your mother. I think of her often and cherish her friendship. Love to you and your family. Joanne

    1. Oh Joanne, I had no idea that you were reading. Mom never got to meet Don but he was at her funeral and he saved the program and the obituary notice from the paper. I grieved for her all through the wedding planning and this past summer when my oldest Daniel got married, she would love his wife so much, and his new stepdaughter, my Granddaughter would have had my Mother wrapped around her finger in ten minutes. Yes you are so right about life being so very very precious and fragile. Sending love to you and your family as well. What an amazing connection we have across all of these miles from a great neighborhood to grow up in. Blessings!

    • Deborah Rauch on October 17, 2016 at 10:31 am
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