It took me a long time to discern my vocation to married life. For a long time, I wanted to be called to religious life...so much so that I ignored the many instances when God put obstacles in that path to show me the way I was supposed to go.
As happy as I am to be marrying my wonderful fiance, there is still a part of me that wishes I had been called to religious life. I see the great value of religious sisters, and I would have been honored to receive that call.
I trust that God has a plan for me that is beyond my wildest dreams. Perhaps God will bless FUTURE BABY/IES with that calling.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Dress update
Because I know you're all dying to know...
My dress came in one piece and fit perfectly...horizontally. Vertically, however, the dress needs some alteration. Curse my short little legs!
My dress came in one piece and fit perfectly...horizontally. Vertically, however, the dress needs some alteration. Curse my short little legs!
Friday, January 7, 2011
More prophetic dress dreams
I've never had a recurring dream. What I have had, though, are dreams with recurring themes.
As a teenager, I had dreams of talking babies: newborns would carry on full conversations or go to school. Once a baby won an essay contest over me.
A few years ago I kept having dreams that I had to go back to high school, even though I had a college diploma and was in my 20s, in real life and in the dream. Sometimes it was just one course, sometimes it was the whole four years; sometimes it was my high school, and sometimes it was other ones or imaginary schools.
More than once, I've had to drive a car from the back seat in a dream.
And, as I mentioned before, wedding dress problems have been my latest recurring theme. Last night, the wedding was pushed up by a month, and I said, "But the dresses aren't ready!" To which my sister replied, "oh, no, I got all the bridesmaid dresses and your dress today." Except the bridesmaids, instead of having 6 purple dresses, had 3 red and 3 blue. My mother had a yellow skirt with a yellow/purple plaid jacket. My dress had to be put on in several layers because they didn't sew all the pieces together.
Interestingly enough, my gown was delivered to the shop today. Hopefully, it's not in pieces. I'll find out Monday...
As a teenager, I had dreams of talking babies: newborns would carry on full conversations or go to school. Once a baby won an essay contest over me.
A few years ago I kept having dreams that I had to go back to high school, even though I had a college diploma and was in my 20s, in real life and in the dream. Sometimes it was just one course, sometimes it was the whole four years; sometimes it was my high school, and sometimes it was other ones or imaginary schools.
More than once, I've had to drive a car from the back seat in a dream.
And, as I mentioned before, wedding dress problems have been my latest recurring theme. Last night, the wedding was pushed up by a month, and I said, "But the dresses aren't ready!" To which my sister replied, "oh, no, I got all the bridesmaid dresses and your dress today." Except the bridesmaids, instead of having 6 purple dresses, had 3 red and 3 blue. My mother had a yellow skirt with a yellow/purple plaid jacket. My dress had to be put on in several layers because they didn't sew all the pieces together.
Interestingly enough, my gown was delivered to the shop today. Hopefully, it's not in pieces. I'll find out Monday...
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