This past weekend, our hearts were overflowing as we gathered together for one of the most meaningful milestones of our family’s journey—the christening of our precious girls, Lucy Marie and Mia Grace. It was a day woven with love, faith, and the quiet beauty of tradition, one that I had dreamt of for a long time. To finally stand in that sacred moment, surrounded by family and held by an abundance of grace, was nothing short of extraordinary.
A Dream Realized
As a mother, there are moments you tuck away in your heart long before they arrive. You imagine them, hope for them, pray for them. For me, this day has been one of those dreams. To see Lucy and Mia dressed in white, symbols of innocence and new beginnings, was almost like seeing a prayer answered right before my eyes.
Every detail felt intentional—not because of perfection, but because of meaning. The ceremony wasn’t simply about ritual, but about anchoring our girls in love, faith, and community. It was about inviting the people who will walk alongside them through life to witness this beginning, to stand as guides, protectors, and encouragers in their journey.
The Power of Family
Gathering everyone together under one roof reminded me once again of the power of family. The laughter, the embraces, the shared tears of joy—it all felt like a living tapestry, woven with threads of history and hope.
Our girls may not remember this day, but they will grow up with the stories, the photographs, and the knowledge that their lives began surrounded by unwavering love. For me, that is the true beauty of a christening: it marks not only a child’s spiritual beginning, but also the collective promise of a family and community to nurture and guide them.
The Gift of Names
As their names were spoken aloud—Lucy Marie and Mia Grace—I felt the weight of what names carry. They are more than just syllables; they are blessings, identities, legacies. Lucy, with her radiant light. Mia, with her gentle grace. Together, their names feel like a song, and I can’t help but wonder how those qualities will take root in their lives as they grow.
Hearing those names in such a sacred space made me realize how profoundly they already shape who our girls are becoming.
A Sacred Beginning
There was a stillness in the moment when the water touched their foreheads—a quiet reminder of the deeper meaning of this ceremony. It wasn’t about grandeur or spectacle, but about something eternal. About faith, hope, and the gift of starting life grounded in something greater than ourselves.
For me, it was also a reminder of my own journey—of the ways faith and family have carried me, and the responsibility I now have to pass those values along. This christening was as much about the future as it was about the present moment: a beginning not just for Lucy and Mia, but for all of us, as we step forward into this next season as a family.
Gratitude Beyond Measure
As I reflect on this day, gratitude is the word that lingers. Gratitude for our children, for the gift of parenthood, for the chance to witness these sacred milestones. Gratitude for the circle of loved ones who traveled near and far to be present. Gratitude for the quiet ways community strengthens us, often without us even realizing it.
It is such a privilege to be able to share these moments—not just with those who stood beside us that day, but with this wider community that has walked alongside us through so many chapters of life. You’ve cheered for us, encouraged us, and reminded us that we don’t walk this path alone. And in moments like this, I feel the fullness of that support more deeply than ever.
Looking Ahead
Lucy and Mia’s christening is a day I will carry with me always, a touchstone moment that will forever remind me of the importance of faith, family, and love. My hope is that as our girls grow, they will feel the ripple of this day in their own lives—that they will know they were cherished, celebrated, and surrounded by love from the very beginning.
As we look ahead, I’m excited to see who Lucy and Mia will become, to witness the unfolding of their personalities, their dreams, their unique ways of being in the world. And I take comfort in knowing that they have been blessed not only by ceremony, but by the immeasurable love of everyone who surrounds them.
This day was more than a milestone—it was a beginning. And what a beautiful beginning it was.
