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Sunday, December 29, 2013
Mathew 5: 3-12 The Be-Attitudes Faux-Chalkboard Print
8.5x11 the Be-Attitudes Chalkboard Print .pdf
or the 8x10 .jpeg version
Sunday, November 10, 2013
This Thing That Happened: My Fallen Leaf
A little over a month ago I was 20 weeks pregnant with my third child, today I am not. Internally I have debated as to 'where' to place the thoughts and musings of my heart on this topic. Since this old blog is a little place that is solely mine, it feels appropriate to let cyberspace become my catharsis and unload some of my latest, and most sentimental work here.
Miscarriage and stillbirth are statistically common. Having now experienced my own pregnancy loss I wonder how all these women have walked around me silently coping, moving forward, unseen. I look in the eyes of those that have shared their own stories with me and I see the past that still lingers in their heart and the maturity and solemn strength that has been infused into their character. I see these silent mothers all around me, and my heart wants to touch their heart and say things to them that I can't put into words, things that only hearts know how to say.
I labored with that baby boy, just as I had labored with my first two children, but this time as each contraction passed I watched an imagined dream slip away, his name, his smile, his first steps, his place in our family, his little image in the family pictures that I was planning for the Summer, his presence in my life, gone, no longer to be. Suddenly there was no need to spend hours scouring thrift stores for a crib, or for upgrading to a minivan, there was suddenly no reason at all for anything I had been planning. It was empty labor, purposeless to the core.
His whole body fit in my hand. I knew his spirit had moved along sometime before, that this miraculous little body was all that remained of the child I had imagined would be ours in 20 more weeks. Ten toes and ten fingers so very small. I am so grateful I was able to hold him, to bring closure to the circumstance, to say goodbye, for now.
Outside my door at the hospital a symbol was placed that alerted those entering my room as to what 'type' of patient I was. The image was a fallen leaf with a single teardrop on it. I didn't realize it was there until the end of my stay when it was given to me with my discharge paperwork. For days after leaving the hosptial I would look at that picture and remember my little angel baby's tiny body and let a few of my own tears fall.
I created these images to represent my experience, to show gratitude towards the wonderful staff that cared for me at the hospital, to celebrate the silent mothers in this world, and mostly to remember my little one, who one day I will see again.
And so my life moves on in hope, and peace.
Life is not ever what we plan it to be, it is strangely unpredictable, and always, when you think that you have got yourself figured out, and your goals aligned, Life will force you down a path that you had not anticipated.
Life, I have learned, is more about the winding paths and uncharted territories, than the road we so clearly see before us. Life is all about change.
(I hope these images can be used to bring hope and inspiration to those in need. They are available for personal use only, it would be a copyright violation to use them for business purposes, mass production, or other non-personal endeavors)
Miscarriage and stillbirth are statistically common. Having now experienced my own pregnancy loss I wonder how all these women have walked around me silently coping, moving forward, unseen. I look in the eyes of those that have shared their own stories with me and I see the past that still lingers in their heart and the maturity and solemn strength that has been infused into their character. I see these silent mothers all around me, and my heart wants to touch their heart and say things to them that I can't put into words, things that only hearts know how to say.
I labored with that baby boy, just as I had labored with my first two children, but this time as each contraction passed I watched an imagined dream slip away, his name, his smile, his first steps, his place in our family, his little image in the family pictures that I was planning for the Summer, his presence in my life, gone, no longer to be. Suddenly there was no need to spend hours scouring thrift stores for a crib, or for upgrading to a minivan, there was suddenly no reason at all for anything I had been planning. It was empty labor, purposeless to the core.
His whole body fit in my hand. I knew his spirit had moved along sometime before, that this miraculous little body was all that remained of the child I had imagined would be ours in 20 more weeks. Ten toes and ten fingers so very small. I am so grateful I was able to hold him, to bring closure to the circumstance, to say goodbye, for now.
Outside my door at the hospital a symbol was placed that alerted those entering my room as to what 'type' of patient I was. The image was a fallen leaf with a single teardrop on it. I didn't realize it was there until the end of my stay when it was given to me with my discharge paperwork. For days after leaving the hosptial I would look at that picture and remember my little angel baby's tiny body and let a few of my own tears fall.
I created these images to represent my experience, to show gratitude towards the wonderful staff that cared for me at the hospital, to celebrate the silent mothers in this world, and mostly to remember my little one, who one day I will see again.
And so my life moves on in hope, and peace.
Life is not ever what we plan it to be, it is strangely unpredictable, and always, when you think that you have got yourself figured out, and your goals aligned, Life will force you down a path that you had not anticipated.
Life, I have learned, is more about the winding paths and uncharted territories, than the road we so clearly see before us. Life is all about change.
(I hope these images can be used to bring hope and inspiration to those in need. They are available for personal use only, it would be a copyright violation to use them for business purposes, mass production, or other non-personal endeavors)
I
am grateful at this time for my belief in God and Eternal Families. To
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Saturday, August 4, 2012
Dedicated to . . . .
Monday, July 16, 2012
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Dedicated to. . .
This photo is dedicated to a special family that has lived in, and served, our community for the past several years. They are moving on and we will feel the loss deeply. We know that wherever they go they will lift those around them to a higher level.
Monday, June 18, 2012
New Favorite Color Scheme: Utah Family Photography
This was a fun session several weeks ago (remember my hubs and I share a computer. . . and he has every stinking minute right now for his studies. . .alas). The problem with this shoot was that there were lots of great photographs, too many :)
I really like the styling, I love the coral and navy clothes with the cream and gray backdrops.
This family is adorable, Little A is a super model in the making and was so good for photos and Tiny T is precious. I think Mom is simply an amazingly positive, kind, stylish person. . . a good example to me. They were all really easy going, and relaxed :)
I really like the styling, I love the coral and navy clothes with the cream and gray backdrops.
This family is adorable, Little A is a super model in the making and was so good for photos and Tiny T is precious. I think Mom is simply an amazingly positive, kind, stylish person. . . a good example to me. They were all really easy going, and relaxed :)
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