people we love :: the andersons
I met Marian in the fall of my 7th grade year; she was two years older and about to enter her Freshmen year of high school. A two-year age gap doesn’t seem like much of a difference now being 28 and 30, but back then, two years was enough to make her seem like she held all the wisdom in the world. Ever since, she has been my laugh-until-you-pee-in-your-pants, more-like-a-sister, best friend.
A few years prior to starting high school, Marian and her family packed up all their dreams in a few suitcases and moved from their life-long home in Argentina. After sixteen years of friendship, I still thank the Lord for bringing her to the states, allowing our paths to cross and for knitting our hearts together.
Of the sixteen years that we have been friends, only four of those have been lived in the same city together. We have maintained a long-distance friendship since I was in the 11th grade. This is remarkable to me, a rare and precious bond that holds two friends together, miles and miles apart.
Marian met her husband while we were in high school together. I knew about Neil through a mutual friend and had heard wonderful things about him. I casually told Marian one day during volleyball practice that I found her husband. His name was Neil. He loved Jesus. He sang and played the guitar. He played football. And he was perfect for her. I knew all of this, having never met him myself.
Almost four years later they were married.
Five months passed and my phone rang. I was a Sophomore in college and Marian was calling to tell me that she was pregnant with their first child.
Antonella “Nelli” Reese would be her name. The perfect blend of Argentina and the South.
Much to my surprise, I would be receiving three more similar phone calls over the next five years…
All born to the happiest mother I know.
I love this family and I wanted to capture them doing what they love to do…reading, playing, laughing and eating!