Confirming Confirmation

There are 400 miles between Charleston and T-town.  This is 400 miles to allow us to take off our footloose and fancy free hats, and put on our parents hats (or in Mike’s case, putting on a suit at 4:30 a.m. and driving 6 hours to attend our daughter’s confirmation). We wouldn’t have missed it for anything.

One of those milestone moments.

My friend Sarah was hosting a “little get together” at her home to celebrate the occasion.

 

Think Martha Stewart.

If Martha Stewart had three children, a full time job and no staff to assist.

Friends since birth...

Friends since birth…

Confirming Confirmation via grateful simplicity

 

Confirming Confirmation via grateful simplicity

 

You know, just a little casual lunch.  That is how Sarah (better known in our house as “Mrs. Grant”) rolls….

Confirming Confirmation via grateful simplicity

Confirming Confirmation via grateful simplicity

Confirming Confirmation via grateful simplicity

Confirming Confirmation via grateful simplicity

It was a haul. Mr. R and I may, or may not, have been up the sidewalk trying to get to the 11 am service in time.  But we arrived- a little wrinkled, a little winded, but with a full heart.

We are proud of you, Britton.

Confirming Confirmation via grateful simplicity

Baptized in October 2003 at Trinity Methodist Church, we celebrate her sealing this covenant 11 years later in the same beautiful church.

 

Confirming Confirmation via grateful simplicity

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