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I’m finding myself in a fairly familiar, regular place this peaceful Saturday evening: in Kohinoor 553, at the Garrett’s home. We have collectively agreed/decided/fulfilled the plan to do nothing today… a first, since Dax and I returned from Iowa in January-an honestly probably many weeks before that.
This spring has been full of so many thoughts I never thought I’d be addressing in my first year of teaching…. Thoughts on how to get the kids to remember to call me Mrs Garrett next year (not Mrs Dax or Mrs Coach as many of the younger ones guessed initially), how to legally change my name in two countries (not to mention my passport eventually), where to live as our school expands to two campuses, how to best maximize the time on spring break to source wedding fabric, where to teach-as 30% of our physical building is shutting down by May 5 and I’ll finish the year without an art room, how to grow with Dax and strengthen the relationships we have with both our families, where we’ll honeymoon, wedding planning from abroad, how to travel to the states with a wedding dress and not go too crazy on the delicious Iowa summer food so I can still fit into it, thoughts on how to cherish every moment spent relaxing together, how to find a relaxing moment to spend together…
The list could go on and on… and it does in my mind… to more personal things… more school things… my head and heart have been quite busy… But I am so thankful to say that I am content in all of this. Of course Dax is helping me through much of this… I have said many times now that certainly my time in India would not be the same without him (duh) but also, I don’t think my coping with India and learning to grow and develop here would have been the same specifically…
However he is not the only one… My parents back in Iowa have coped with my emotional roller coaster… Smiling and telling me they love me when I burst into tears on skype for simply missing them as any 24-yr old would half way around the world, keeping me up to date on extended family… Helping line up logistics for the wedding.. Making phone calls and helping get everything set up for the big day this summer….My sister dedicated her entire spring break to trying out Pinterest recipes and crafts for the ceremony and reception and she’s even writing a song. My brother has spent time talking on the phone with me.. checking in when it’s been too long.. doing that brother thing that makes me smile…
And of course…. they are not the only ones.
Back to the start of this post. Sitting and enjoying a relaxing Saturday night in the Garrett home has become tradition. Althea, Donford, and Aiyesha have been absolutely amazing through this entire season. They’ve spent long hot hours searching for fabrics, included me in special family events, literally fed and housed me a large majority of the past few months (really can’t emphasize enough the amazing cooking that comes from their kitchen and the mattress slumber parties that happen in the living room as a family). They know what tea I like to drink and my favorite ice cream. They’ve taken care of me when I was really sick-literally layed in their house for days and they nursed me back to health. They’ve rounded up countless emails for our invitation list, and provided most importantly a loving, supportive environment and family to be part of. Aiyesha has been an amazing sister-in-law, proudly telling kids at school and stepping in to help with design ideas and wedding reception possibilities. Words can’t express full the peace this family has covered me with. Because of their generous care…. I have been able to focus on the pressing needs of the day to day with considerably less stress. I spend so much time at their home now, it’s such a relief, such an escape and such a relaxing place to just be. They have opened their home and their hearts to me… in a way that moves me to awestruck gratitude.
I’ve had several conversations lately with Jayshree, the other art teacher at school. It’s been a hectic time at school too with the art exhibition getting organized, hung, and run… She is always telling me she’s so amazed by how blessed my life has been this year… One day she told me I had big luck this year: finding a great job, finding an amazing man, finding a good family… I told her it wasn’t any measure of big luck that has put me where I am today… It’s a big God who has a plan for me, loves me, and encourages me with blessings every day.
Thanks for reading through this massive post. It’s been a while since I really let it rip on writing, but this is very typical rambling/unending blog writing here… There are just some things that are too important to cut out or briefly sum up…..
As always… thankful to simply be blessed beyond belief.
I was just telling Dax the other day about how each year in December I begin to really reflect on the year that is coming to a close and all of the amazing things I’ve been through, seen, felt, accomplished…. and the last few years seem to have me going on this incredible trend of being the best year yet. I’ve had some really amazing experiences, abroad, in Iowa, through school, using art, making new friends….. I mused that I was continuing the trend this year as I graduated, got my first teaching job at a great school, and moved to India for yet another international adventure.
Well. I guess he didn’t want to be outshone by work and culture…….
Sunday night Dax took me out to dinner at The Ocean in Sahara Hotel- a lovely resturant with floor to ceiling aquariums full of tropical fish. He had arranged for an intimate candle lit dinner for two in the chef’s table complete with a dozen roses, champagne, creative birthday gift vouchers, and a spectacular hand picked menu full of our favorite foods.
I was really taken aback by the effort and thoughtfulness that had gone into celebrating my birthday…
Then a scuba diver jumped into the aquarium…. catching my attention… I told Dax that guy had a cool job-feeding the fish-but found it odd he did it over dinner time. Turns out he was a friendly scuba diver….. He swam over to our window and waved at me, and being the friendly Iowan I am, I waved back. I turned in my chair to watch him as he swam around the side of the tank….. and then revealed a sign underwater reading “Amy I’ve waited 34 years for this moment…”
Stunned, I turned back around to find Dax down on one knee with a ring in his finger and love filling his eyes.
Yes, Of course I can not wait to marry this man…..
Check out these journal entries I have made in the handmade sketchbook I bought in Seattle last spring… Two of about 3 entries I’ve handwritten here.period…. When you know, you know….
2011… You’ve done it again. One up-ed an amazing year before…… showered me with blessings, and given me so much to look forward to in the near and distant future.
ps… Of course you need to hear this story in person the next chance we meet..(I’m not really doing it justice here-seriously, this man did suuuch a fantastic romantic job!!)…. but.. really… I had to attempt to begin to capture this evening in words
pps…. here’s how our fifth graders responded in art class Monday morning….. 😉