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Imperfect Perfection

Kentrell and I both attended school in Texarkana—he attended Texas High and I attended Liberty-Eylau. We met through mutual friends. When we first started communicating, he lost interest quickly because I was a firecracker and a wild child. He says I was doing way too much for him, and I laugh at this story all the time. We are completely different. He is very much an introvert and prefers to communicate with a smaller crowd of people. I am an extrovert.

Courage to Love Again

It started off with a few trips to the same store that ended with our greatest purchase— each other’s hearts! I was divorced and Anthony had never married before. We ran into each other several times at a local store and it was not exactly love at first sight, but it was enough to send a Facebook request. For the record, he messaged me first, but thankfully I responded. Maybe our encounters had not been a coincidence. Maybe it was fate. After a few weeks of messaging, we exchanged numbers, and he finally asked me out.

A Long Road to the Beginning

It was really all by chance that we ended up at the University of Wyoming together. Lucas was originally planning on playing football at Baylor but was injured his senior year. He then received an offer from the University of Wyoming. I had one offer for a golf scholarship, and it was from the University of Wyoming, one of the coldest schools in the country (not exactly ideal golf weather). However, since it was my only offer, I jumped on it as soon as I could!

In My Life

PHOTO BY Fotovolida
If anyone told me on a Saturday afternoon in September, I would walk through Central Park wearing a mask, bouquet in hand, while a couple of friends held the train of my wedding gown and my parents made a FaceTime call from Texas to watch my wedding… … (Not to be cliche, but since this year has been anything but cliche, I think it is fitting.) …

Will Forever Say YES!

In high school, teachers would assign us to write a letter to our future selves. I would daydream about my future husband. Of course we would meet in college. Where else do you meet husbands? As Senior Class Vice President, my primary duty would be to plan our ten-year reunion in 2019. To an 18-year-old, ten years into the future seemed like an eternity, but I couldn’t help but imagine my future life.

Publisher's Letter

photo by Molly Kendrick
February is the month we look forward to each year that smells of roses and chocolates! Did you know Valentine’s Day in 2020 added over $25 billion to the economy, all in the name of celebrating love? … Love evokes so many feelings that can be hard to define or even express in words. When I think of love, I think about actions. I think of how my husband does the dishes and packs our kids’ lunches every day.

The Restoration of Childhood

I have vivid memories of grade school. I specifically remember that fall day in 1982 when my best friend, Linda Malcolm, and I walked into that Atlanta Primary School classroom, acting like we owned the place. It was the very first day of kindergarten and I was pumped! There was no crying from me when my mama dropped me off. Nope! I had hit the big time. My kindergarten teacher made each student a name tag in the shape of an ice cream cone, and everybody’s ice cream cone was a different color.


A Sarine Thought… or Two

PHOTO BY Molly Kendrick
Two in the Canoe … I LOVE “love!” To me, it is paramount to all other emotions. No matter what I am feeling, love either makes things better, or takes the sting away, making struggles a little easier to experience. I have been loved, and have loved, in so many ways: as a daughter, as a mother, as a friend, as a teammate, as a sister, as a cousin, as an aunt and as a niece. But the love I love most dearly is that I have experienced as a wife. Words cannot adequately express the joy with which the Lord has blessed me through my marriage.

If These Walls Could Talk

PHOTO BY Molly Kendrick
Home is Where the Heart Is … We purchased our home just over three years ago. After searching, we found the perfect fit for our growing family in a home originally built in the 1950s. Only one family had lived in it previously. Their three children grew up within its walls and that comforting feeling of a family home was still present, even though it had been a while since it had been occupied. As word of our new home spread to our friends and family, they told us stories about all the fun times they had in our home with the original owners.

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