So...it's been a whole year since we first packed up our newlywed selves and moved further from our homes and families than either of us had ever imagined doing before. In the process, we've created not just new homes in the physical sense (though we have, and please note the plural), but a whole new idea of home--one based on our own decisions and commitments, rather than those we were born into and raised with. (Though at times, they're very alike.) We've learned to both lean on and support each other; but we've also learned that, should that ever waver, our previous support systems are still strong and intact as well. Distance hasn't lessened them a bit. That has especially come to bear in recent days, and it reminds me of the charge issued by our pastor to our families at our wedding.
Will you offer prayers and understanding, and will you do all in your power to support them in their relationship?
Will you accept Matt and Katie into each of your families, as one of your own?
Will you celebrate Matthew and Katie's marriage with them, standing beside them in rough times, yet never standing between them?
Our families--now family--stood and answered, "We will."
And they have.