The Seventh Anniversary Book: this is why .
Every year it sneaks up on me. The annual 'book', that is, not our anniversary! Usually about a week before our anniversary, I have some sort of heart attack, realizing that I better get my act together if I'm going to finish the book on time! This 'book' is something that I started our first year of marriage and I'm so glad that it's continued to be a tradition.
I mentioned last time that we celebrated our anniversary at a beautiful restaurant, Firehouse, and then finished our date off at Salt + Straw, farm-fresh ice-cream. If you are ever in Portland, please go. You will not regret it. I'm almost too embarrassed to tell you that I settled on plain old 'chocolate with chewy brownies'. But seriously, it was so wonderful. Steve chose their 'strawberry, honey-balsamic, and black pepper' and loved it too. Salt + Straw sold a variety of old-time candies too, and we decided we needed to bring back a string of Sixlets for Graeme. He was beside himself.
This year, Graeme decorated the cover of the book with fingerprint paint and crayons. He did a wonderful job. He also graced my 'layout' page, above, with lots of scribbles. I have to admit that each year, during the process of putting the scrapbook together, I get easily frustrated with how the book looks. Do you struggle too with being happy with a completed project? I've heard that artistic people frequently do that-- that they are their own worst critic. I believe it, even if I don't particularly think of myself as an artist.
But at some point, usually as I'm writing/typing everything out, I realize there is something much bigger to this project than the artisticness of it. And it's this: via this little blog, I document how God answered our prayers that year. Each year I am so refreshed and encouraged in my faith by calling to mind how God cared for us so personally and perfectly. I also am so excited that our boys will have these books to look at some day. I want them to have these written accounts of God's work.
It's been a wonderful year. Here's to many, many more years of recalling God's goodness. ( ps. Yes! I am in love with my husband's gift to me-- my 'new' vintage polaroid camera! )