One year! Yay!

So Khang and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary last week in Austin, TX!

Taken with my Nexus camera phone.

Y’all, it’s been awhile since we celebrated a “first-anything” so I was very excited during the days leading up to June 25.

We decided to write a letter to each other every year on our anniversaries.

Not only will it be wonderful to read the letters down the road, but I also picture our grandchildren reading them.

And well that’s something worth cherishing.

I won’t blog my letter, but I’ll express my feelings on our marriage this past year.

Fair warning, extremely mushy-gushy reading ahead.

One year.

People asked me countless times,

“How’s married life?”

“Any surprises about Khang you didn’t know about before?”

12 years in and I’m still learning new things about Khang and I expect that to never change.

Marriage has (so far) been sweet bliss.

Everytime I think about my love for him, I marvel about how much it has grown since Day One of “puppy love”.

I’ve wondered if my love will ever stop growing because I love him so so much.

And in those moments couldn’t imagine to ever love him more.

When I was writing my letter to Khang,

I realized it’s his love that forces my love to widen and grow.

His love has and will never stop growing.

It constantly forces my heart to shift and expand to hold all the love he has for me.

And it’s the most amazingly beautiful thing to look forward to the rest of our lives together.

Now don’t get me wrong, we had our trials this past year and still continue to.

However we’ve learned by now that with all the challenges bring more strength between us.

And it sounds crazy, but I get excited when we get into a disagreement because it’s another opportunity for us to understand each other on a deeper level.

I vowed my life to this man forever, so of course I’m going to put all my effort and love into it.

Which leads me to the “most surprising” thing about Khang post-marriage.

To be honest, I kinda always thought I put more effort into our relationship than Khang.

I didn’t hold it against him or anything, but I took pride in myself that I was responsible for the majority of the happy balance in our relationship.

Because I thought I was the one who sacrificed more, compromised more, understood more…

I was wrong.

I can’t explain exactly when I realize this or what made me see it, but one day it came to me and I saw it all at once.

I saw all the effort and care Khang provided and wondered in awe at his kindness and love for me, our marriage, and our life.

He puts so much of himself into us.

And I was oblivious to it.

I felt so dumb and self-absorbed to have never noticed how much work he truly puts into our relationship.

Maybe it was being married that finally made me see it.

But gosh I feel so blessed to have the best husband in the world for me.

Okay, I’ll stop.

Here are some photos I took of Khang at our AirBnB in Austin.

He didn’t really want me to because he’s not “good” yet, but me being me wanted to document our life during this time.

He’s been at the strings for a good month now and I enjoy watching him enjoy himself.

Taken, of course, with Hans.

Hope you guys have start noticing the difference between digital and film now.

Portra 800 rated at 200.

He may or may not still be playing the guitar next year, but I’ll only look back on these photos and hear the lovely and not-so-lovely sounds in my head of the misplayed and on-key notes he tried so hard to play.

Thanks for reading and following along

with me,

Jules.

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Ngoc+Greg

Alright y’all. One of my favorite couples today.

You might recognize them from my previous post on their wedding last October.

We didn’t do this on purpose at all, but this session was shot on their 6-month anniversary! Crazy sweet right?!

Ngoc and Greg.

I remember when I knew for sure Greg was serious about Ngoc.

We were at a friend’s house for a Halloween party in Starkville.

Here’s the thing, when I get drunk, I like to ask personal questions. Ha.

So there I was… feeling real good and I remember seeing the look on Greg’s face as he was looking at Ngoc.

She was a few feet away from him talking to someone.

So cheesy of me to say, but he had the look of pure love and adoration.

I think everyone here should know by now that I love love.

So I can’t help but to leaned in and ask Greg, “You’re going to marry Ngoc huh?”

(Or something along those lines)

He slowly smiled and nodded his head.

And for some weird reason it’s like Ngoc heard (she didn’t), glanced at us, and had that “what are y’all talking about look” on her face.

I gestured innocently “Oh, nothing.”

But I remember believing Greg and feeling so happy.

Now look at them! 6 years of dating and 6 months of marriage.

So these two were awesome enough to let me practice on them.

Ngoc also wanted a few shots around Houston for memories.

They had so many questions about Hans, the process of film, and just really everything I’ve been doing lately.

I didn’t mind it one bit.

And honestly, it’s the wonderful support these two have shown me that really motivates me to keep blogging about my life.

However, I feel bad because they were technically my first couple’s session.

I’ve learned so much since then and would do many things differently like with lightening and angle choices.

But the two of them?

Solid.

Wouldn’t change a thing.

We started out in Hermann Park.

Then we went to Gerald D. Hines Waterwall Park for a family session with their furbaby, Rascal.

The expressions,

the dress,

the wind,

Swoon.

I think they’re look back at their time in Houston with fond memories.

Thanks for reading and following along,

with me

Jules.

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Ronald+Joy

When I look at my four sisters,

I really don’t know how I ever survived childhood.

Ha ha.

So much has changed, but we’re still a big hot mess. 

And I know I wouldn’t be the person I am today without them. 

There’s no way I can explain or describe the dynamics of each relationship I have with each sister, but I’ll tell you this:

They’re individually so different in their own right.

And I love each one so much.

Today, it’s all about my our baby sister, Joy.

This girl. 

We used to “hate” one another … like big sisters versus little sisters do.

Just ask our group of girlfriends growing up.

She’s exactly 1 year and 11 days younger than me.

Room, clothes, friends, and the list goes on…

We were forced to share everything with much resentment. 

Everything.

This only added to our annoyance for the other.

And now thinking back on it, I never ever ever thought in a million years that I would be sad to share her. 

Like what? How did that happen?

Y’all, my baby sister is a married woman now.

Witnessing her during this whole marriage process was more emotional than I ever thought possible.

Listening to her talk about her soon-to-be husband with so much love, care, and utmost consideration was a prideful experience for me.

For me, the best thing about being a big sister is watching your little sister grow up in all ways possible.

Joy likes to say “Sisters by birth, but best friends by choice” and I couldn’t agree with her more.

I’m so proud to be her big sister.

My family likes to joke that she got lucky with Ronald, but I know the truth.

And it’s the truth that Ronald married a sweet and caring soul who puts those she loves at the top of her priority list.

I know Ronald is at the very top and just know they’re in for a lifetime of happiness.

So Joy asked me to handletter a few signs for the reception.

They turned out a lot better than expected.

Their florists from The Petaler Co did such a beautiful job executing Joy’s vision by incorporating natural arrangements of florals and greenery at the reception hall. 

Look at that gorgeous flower wall!

*A little hint for later on*

So when you have two crafty sisters,

Y’all remember Jill right?

Ms. CEO of OMAC?!

…it can be confusing for the two of them on certain responsibilities they each have.

Example Numero Uno: Bridal hangers.

Jill and I both thought the other would take it upon herself to make Joy a bridal hanger.

She looked at me and I looked at her when the photographers asked if there were nicer hangers…

Um no.

We both forgot.

But I was not going to just call it an “honest mistake” and continue putting on my makeup.

I quickly rushed around the cottage rental in search for prettier hangers or pretty ribbon.

Nothing.

I remember holding a plain metal hanger we happened to find laying around.

And then looking at Joy’s beautiful bouquet…also remembering the gorgeous flower wall  being set up from the day before.

Freakin’ lightbulb went off.

I hastily told the photographers to give me 15 minutes and bolted out the door.

Yep, that’s me collecting leaves to embellish the metal hanger.

I was determined to give my baby sister a one-of-a-kind bridal hanger.

She loved it!

I saw some palm leaves and remembered my paint pens I packed in my makeup bag for “just in case”.

I live for opportunities like this.

WithJules made me confident enough that day to pull off these lovely details (on short notice).

Thank you both Joy and Ronald for letting me be part of your beautiful day!

I’ll end this post with my sweet family.

Thank you for reading and following along,

with me

Jules.

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