That Time I Felt Like a K-Pop Star // Our Korean Wedding Ceremony

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Well, it looks like I took an unintentional hiatus from the blog this summer.  The last two months were spent both on the road (doing ministry and visiting family and friends) and passing the time like a rightful summer should be spent – grilling up some steaks on the back patio, sipping on delicious watermelon slush, hosting friends and playing games, lazy afternoons spent watching movies on the couch, etc.  Oh the joys of longer days full of fun and play.

But I have this strange personality where if I stop doing something and lose momentum, it’s really hard to get back in the groove (this goes for almost anything – working out, sticking to a diet, filing my paperwork, cleaning my window sills, etc.).  I’m weird, I know.

And that’s how I felt about blogging the last few weeks.  I just couldn’t get myself to write.  Yes, we have been busy.  And there is actually something I’m DYING to write about, but I just can’t quite write about it yet.  You’ll just have to wait a bit longer for that.

However, I finally figured on this quiet Friday afternoon that I needed to get my butt back into the blogging world.  And then I remembered that I totally forgot to blog about our second wedding ceremony in Korea.  Last summer.  Over a year ago.

We had our first wedding in the States the winter of 2014.  And when we got engaged, we originally just wanted to do a reception in Korea after the American wedding.  But with SO much family still in Korea (my father-in-law is the youngest of 7 and my mother-in-law the oldest of 6…plus all of my mom’s side of the family), we decided it would be worth it to have two weddings.

And alas, this wedding would become the one and only time that I legitimately felt like a K-Pop princess star.  Seriously.  Cue photos. Read more…

Writing a Little Bit of Love Story Everyday

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It’s been a while.

It sounds like an excuse that we’ve all heard too many times, but yes, here I am saying it on behalf of our famiLee…it has been a really busy few months.

It was all to be expected.  We knew that when my husband moved into pursuing his M.Div. full-time and serving as a young adult pastor at a local church, things would change.  Routines would change, workloads would change, time spent together would change…

But sometimes you know something with your head, and you think you’re prepared for it with your heart…but you’re not.

Some time in March one of my dear college friends visited us here in Kansas City and gifted me this sweet devotional by Shauna Niequist.  A few days later, I opened up to March 29th, read the title at the top of the page – Love Story – and felt like Shauna was talking about me and my current state of heart…

Confession: when I’m stressed, the to-do list becomes king…but marriage isn’t about a well-executed to-do list…along the way, I’m learning that being connected in a deep way is so much more valuable than being well-organized, efficient, buttoned-up, and tidy.  I default to tidy when what my husband wants and needs more than anything is laughing, listening, and playing, being with instead of being efficient.  

Marriage isn’t a business, co-owned and managed.  It’s a love story.  The most important things we can give our marriage are time and romance, kissing and laughing.  Laundry can wait, but a love story needs to be written a little bit every day.

A love story needs to be written a little bit every day. Read more…

To the Man I Thought I Wanted to Marry

Hi.  It’s been a while.  But you’ve crossed my mind lately.

I’m not sure if you even exist out there in the real world.  You were so perfectly crafted in the deepest recesses of my Imagination Land during my teenage years and early twenties.  Oh, how I held onto you as a beacon of hope during those days when I wondered where you were or what you were doing out there in the universe.

Let’s see…what did you look like?  Because let’s be honest…that’s probably what I imagined the most.  Your face was vague.  But you were definitely tall, dark, and handsome.  Something of a hybrid between John Smith and Shang (because Pocahontas and Mulan, duh).  You never, ever had a bout of acne.  And you always had the greatest Crest Whitestrips smile. Read more…

Learning How to Love // Reflections on Our First Year of Marriage

There’s a reason why marriage is meant to last for a lifetime.  I’m fully convinced it takes that long to learn how to love someone well and experience all the richness there is to being loved by another.

In a couple of days, it will be our first anniversary…finally and already, with all the emotions of both woven into our ordinary lives.

What we’ve learned this first year isn’t necessarily ground-breaking.  We also can’t claim that we always do it well or that we’ve figured it all out.  What we’ve learned is actually already pretty famous and summed up best somewhere else.  But there’s a reason why it’s called the truth.  And it’s made for an extraordinary journey.

So, what is it that we have learned this first year?  Well… Read more…

“You Had Me At a Cup of Honey Lemon Tea…” // The Story of How We Met & Fell in Love {Part Three}

For my friends who haven’t read part one and/or part two of the story of how we met and fell in love, click on the links to get caught up on the story.  The rest of this post won’t make as much sense without the context, and for me, what’s coming up next in this post is the most important part of the story.

I was originally going to leave it with just part one and part two (got what I did there?  Yup, go and read it if you haven’t 😉 ), because in essence, that’s where the narrative part of the story “ends” (I mean, our stories never end, but you get what I’m saying).

But it didn’t feel fair to end it there.  Because see, there was a lot of heart messiness and thought processing that went on behind the warm, fluttery feeling within my stomach whenever I saw “cute guy.”  There was a lot that happened in my walk with the Lord before “cute guy” even showed up on my radar.  And if I thought I was “done” in this process of growing and wrestling with the hard stuff of my heart because my status had changed from “single” to “married,” boy was I wrong about that, too.

I want to share with you some of the honest, not so social media picture perfect parts of this journey and what I’ve learned from it.  At the same time, I’m also acknowledging that by no means is everyone’s story the same.  I remember watching my friends fall in love, reading other people’s love stories on their blogs, and flipping through article after article about “how to wait for the one” when I was single.  But in a lot of ways, my story unfolded unlike anyone else’s that I could compare it to.  So I say this to tell you that I don’t have all the answers.  I don’t always know what I’m doing.  But this is what I’ve learned and if anything, I pray that it will somehow encourage you and shed light on your own journey, wherever you may be. Read more…

“You Had Me At a Cup of Honey Lemon Tea…” // The Story of How We Met & Fell in Love {Part Two}

If you haven’t read part one of the story of how we met and fell in love, click here to get caught up on the story (because it’s not fun to read the end without all the build up! 😉 )

Last we left off in the story, we had finally exchanged numbers and I was flying back home to Southern California from Kansas City, holding onto the promise that I would see cute guy in early March.  I landed, immediately checked my phone and…no texts from him yet.  I told myself to chill out, act natural, and just take this as it goes.  Let him text me and communicate with me first, right? Read more…

“You Had Me At a Cup of Honey Lemon Tea…” // The Story of How We Met & Fell in Love {Part One}

About a week ago, we were out with my cousins for a post-dinner snack (okay, more like a second dinner) when one of my cousins ordered a cup of hot water, lemons, and honey.  She started chuckling as she put her drink together, saying, “Every time I make a cup of honey lemon tea I think of you guys…”  My husband and I looked at each other with a little sparkle in our eyes, remembering the simple cup of sweet and citrusy hot water that brought us together.

Some of you may already know the story of how two unlikely-to-meet-each-other people met and fell in love, but I know there are also many who I am meeting through this blog who have not heard of our story.  And everyone loves a good love story, right?  So here is ours… Read more…