walk in love.

Sometimes I think that genuine love is the only thing that's real. That everything else either flows from or is the opposite of it.

We either have it, or we lack it. Either way, it comes to define us. It's not just a fleeting feeling, something you feel when first kissed or that leaves when you get cut off on the freeway. Love (or a lack thereof) is a way of life.

And one day you meet a person that makes you want to achieve that lifestyle. Someone who makes you want to be your best self; the person who loves at all times.

Little by little, day by day, you begin to shrug the small things opposing love and breathe in deep the ones encouraging it. And you grow.

You become what you were made to become.

addition.

pictures from a beautiful, quiet Sunday drive. 

I don't think we fully appreciate certain blessings until we receive others; they build upon and magnify the previous ones.

It took expecting a child to help me understand womanhood. Twenty-one years, marriage, and countless experiences as a woman, and that one little moment brought it all home.

As I understand my role as a woman, I begin to get a better handle on marriage. Understanding my role in the partnership has helped me to see the big picture and the purpose of it all has become more clear. Understanding my role helps me to understand my husband's and has made me love him even more.

Those things, womanhood, motherhood and wifehood complement one another so perfectly. As you grow in one capacity, you grow in the other two as well. As your understanding of one deepens, you gain a greater understanding of all three. They are inseparable.

As I draw closer to becoming a mother, I become more thankful for my opportunity to be a wife; I grow more thankful for the blessings and opportunities that come with womanhood.

Good things like this never take away from one another, they only add.

a love like that... it lights up the whole sky.

My dear friend Tara is doing a love project for a class on campus. For said project, she is taking pictures of 50 couples. Like my husband and our friend pointed out last night, that's 100 people, folks.

We decided to join in on the love fest yesterday and get our pictures taken. And what a great decision that was. First of all, we haven't had professional pictures taken of us since our wedding and second, they came out beautifully. 

Before Tara started taking pictures, Jordan made it a point to let her know that while we love each other, we don't touch. She made us step out of our comfort zone in that regard. 

When we got home, I told Jordan that I've forgotten how to smile, meaning in pictures; yeah, that didn't come out quite right. Then later, while sitting on the couch watching TV, he tickled me and I punched him in the face, by accident. 

I really do love him. A lot. We took pictures to prove it. 

You can check out more of Tara's photography here. And if you're in Rexburg and in love, go here to find out how you can get in on her Lover's Project. You won't regret it.