{"id":14358,"date":"2017-11-19T21:03:04","date_gmt":"2017-11-20T04:03:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/?p=14358"},"modified":"2017-11-19T21:36:58","modified_gmt":"2017-11-20T04:36:58","slug":"an-adoption-a-wedding-and-a-dance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2017\/11\/an-adoption-a-wedding-and-a-dance\/","title":{"rendered":"An adoption, a wedding, and a dance"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/IMG_20171118_140555.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-14359\" src=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/IMG_20171118_140555-1024x768.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"660\" height=\"495\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/IMG_20171118_140555-1024x768.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/IMG_20171118_140555-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/IMG_20171118_140555-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 660px) 100vw, 660px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>From my parents&#8217; patio today, the smell of leaves decaying on the ground and a wood burning stove was enough to make me stop and breathe deeply. The garden was covered in leaves, ready for a covering of snow and a tiller in the spring. Something about autumn forces us to look forward, in preparation for winter and holidays. I feel the tug of holiday expectations early this year, and grateful for the smells of autumn that initiated some minutes to reflect.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-1007322.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-14362\" src=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-1007322-1024x430.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"660\" height=\"277\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-1007322-1024x430.png 1024w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-1007322-300x126.png 300w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-1007322-768x323.png 768w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-1007322.png 1080w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 660px) 100vw, 660px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>On Thursday, I drove to the now-familiar courthouse in Ogden to see my sister and her husband adopt their third baby. Grace was sleepy as I held her during my sister&#8217;s sweet, tearful testimony to the judge. To keep the children safe, I don&#8217;t post photos of their faces, just their feet. Can you spot the tiniest feet? Those are Grace&#8217;s.<\/p>\n<p>In St George this weekend, Richard&#8217;s parents&#8217; house seemed more empty during our visit, as Rebecca&#8217;s family didn&#8217;t stop by. Cancer shows us the gap one person leaves when she is unable to attend. The family rallied for a big wedding celebration for Andrea, twinkle lights and green boughs everywhere. All hands were needed, and this brought out the best in many who sometimes stay in the corners.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-183018.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-14361\" src=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-183018.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"1054\" height=\"791\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-183018.png 1054w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-183018-300x225.png 300w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-183018-768x576.png 768w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Screenshot_20171119-183018-1024x768.png 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1054px) 100vw, 1054px\" \/><\/a>When I look at my own wedding photos, it is the faces of grandparents, cousins, aunts, and uncles that I study, not friends nor countless pictures of the couple. I wish wedding photographers realized this, and took a few more pictures of the extended family.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/download_20171119_173212.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-14363\" src=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/download_20171119_173212.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"960\" height=\"720\" srcset=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/download_20171119_173212.jpg 960w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/download_20171119_173212-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/download_20171119_173212-768x576.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 960px) 100vw, 960px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Speaking of memories of grandparents, Daniel wore his great-grandfather&#8217;s cowboy boots to a dance this weekend. I think that would make Grandpa smile.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>From my parents&#8217; patio today, the smell of leaves decaying on the ground and a wood burning stove was enough to make me stop and breathe deeply. The garden was covered in leaves, ready for a covering of snow and a tiller in the spring. Something about autumn forces us to look forward, in preparation &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2017\/11\/an-adoption-a-wedding-and-a-dance\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">An adoption, a wedding, and a dance<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,13,20],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-14358","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-extended-family","category-family-time","category-life-according-to-angela"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14358","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14358"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14358\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14370,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14358\/revisions\/14370"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14358"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14358"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14358"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}