“Baby, love never felt so good!” ~ Michael Jackson

“Baby, love never felt so good!” ~ Michael Jackson
These two… 


He leaves her little notes around the house, in the silverware drawer, on the bathroom mirror, in her favorite coffee cup.  She makes sure he eats healthily, supports his dreams and believes in his goodness and integrity.


He is strength and tenderness.  She is courage and grace.

They complement each other.

And three short weeks ago, Peter and Brianna committed to a life together as husband and wife.


There’s something very contagious about young love.

It draws us in and mesmerizes.  It holds us spellbound.  It makes one want to try a new recipe for dinner or say hello to a stranger on the street, be a better person, sing in the shower, color a picture with crayons.


Peter and Brianna make me optimistic about the future of our world.  We pass the baton to our children and find such satisfaction in seeing how easily they grab hold of it and run with confidence, taking with them all our hopes and dreams invested.

I wonder if we really know our children fully until we observe them navigating the major milestones of life- making their way in a career, establishing a community of friends and colleagues, taking on the challenges of marriage and all the joys and responsibilities that go along with it.


After years of mothering and guiding and teachable moments, the tables have turned.  I am a witness to my children’s journeys.


I am being taught

about joy

about life

about love..


And baby, THIS love never felt so good!


10 Responses »

  1. LOVED the entire wedding weekend, except getting your call to come fix your hair!!! Instant STRESS!

    It was one of the most wonderful times I have ever been part of.
    The love of extended family, the excitement and anticipation, the vows!!

    Love them deeply and hope they have a happy life.

  2. One of my favorite poems, Rosemarie, is Kahlil Gibran’s “On Children.” Reading it always brings tears to my eyes as do your loving thoughts on Peter and Brianna. We are so blessed to be mothers and you’re absolutely right when you say our children teach us as they pursue their dreams. It seems like just yesterday when you and I were sitting on the lawn watching our toddlers play and now our toddlers are adults watching us play! People frequently ask me my definition of motherhood. I always give the same answer. Ten words. No frills, fuss, or feathers. Motherhood is growing your children into independence and into God. Here we are, in 2014, watching the journey unfold. It is both inspiring and awakening, the more because the journey wouldn’t have been possible without the grace of God. You have every right to be proud, Rosemarie, and your beautiful reflection on Peter and Brianna speaks to your devotion as a mother and your goodness as a person. You’re a sturdy bow, Rosemarie. No wonder your sons love you so much.

    Your children are not your children.
    They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
    They come through you but not from you,
    And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

    You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
    For they have their own thoughts.
    You may house their bodies but not their souls,
    For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
    which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
    You may strive to be like them,
    but seek not to make them like you.
    For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

    You are the bows from which your children
    as living arrows are sent forth.
    The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
    and He bends you with His might
    that His arrows may go swift and far.
    Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
    For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
    so He loves also the bow that is stable.

    • Kathy, also my favorite chapter in The Prophet.
      “Their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit..”
      I find comfort in the fact that life moves forward for all of us. With that said.. no more Tidee Dydee for us!

      But seriously, my friend, these are beautiful years, aren’t they?

  3. Blessing to Peter and Breezy as they begin this new chapter of their lives. Blessings to you, too, Rosemarie. You’ve raised a fine son and given him roots and wings. He is rooted in goodness, integrity and compassion, and his wings have allowed him to fly to all the experiences he has and to those that he will have. He will make a wonderful husband and father. They look so happy! Long may they love.

    • Thank you, Kimberly! Brianna told me that Peter wanted a plain gold wedding ring because all the significant men he knows who have been married a long time have a simple gold ring. I find that touching and a true testament to his intentions to be married for a long long time to beautiful Brianna!

  4. Who would have ever guessed back in the good old days of life in Whittier, that our two babies who were born 9 months apart would grow up and get married within weeks of each other! May Nader and Juliana, and Peter and Brianna, have wonderful lives, as husbands and wives. Salud!

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