Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Oh Summer...

This morning at another kitchen table I reflected on watching a little Firecracker head off to school...third grade...and I wrote...

And just like that summer is gone ...
all those things we thought we had so much time to do...
and now just a blur of days that went way too fast...
Back to school--nothing shouts goodbye summer as much as this...
and though we have a new season with new hope and joy and adventure...
we wonder...just where did summer go?
 
 
The seasons whirl by much like our lives...yet there is hope for the next.   We grab pictures of the first dayand I am thankful to get to enjoy this time.   Even though a little struggle of one who just had tonsils taken out...but wanting to go to school.  
 
So I add a few shots I snapped as a keepsake of this day...



Of course she always wants a pic with her mom...these two have went through many seasons...and I am blessed to have them in my life...



and probably what caught me most was as the girls headed off for the walk to school...a police car cruised by...and it brought a smile and I held back a tear...seemed a hug from Heaven....I think of her daddy...so I caught one as they were leaving and then Heather had got another... 


 


I think how much she has changed...how life has changed...Yes she survived the first day...a little tired...but doing pretty awesome considering...and so I wonder what Fall will bring...cooler days...excitement...and I hear the words....cha...cha...changing...talking to a friend today and seemed to be a message...Embrace the season...okay perhaps that isn't entirely about school...and I read something from a special "soul sista"...and she wrote...Thank you for sharing Cheryl...
 
"Some of the places we have to walk, make the journey sacred and mysterious. 
Walking down that road anyway.  fear is fading as I step forward with purpose."
 
Hmmmm....and I think of these steps into a new season...and thankful that God is right there with us...
 
lyp
 
 

 
 
 

 


Monday, May 22, 2017

Mick...





And the song comes on from Eric Church…Springsteen…and the line that catches me every time…sometimes a melody sounds like a memory…music such a part of me and my family...and my mind began to think of Micky…okay Mick…but my thoughts were of Micky (a younger version of Mick)…and I do what I do…I begin to write…
When younger…he was like my big brother.   We all looked up to him and listened to what he told us sometimes to our regret.   However, me being the oldest of his mom’s sister’s family we often joined forces…are you following me…My mom, Peggy, and Mick’s mom, Betty, were sisters…and in our younger days…we spent some time together…good time...at least when you are a kid or looking back…you remember the good times…or it seems that is what I remember…not wanting to take the hard times with us…the good memories are my melodies…a few pics from those good times...Mick, me, Tracy and down under Kelly...we were performing or something...


 
Here the entire cast...Except Mick who maybe was taking the pic...but I am sure laughing...Vonnie, Kelly, Tracy, me...and Shane under the chair...
 
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And so in fairness to Tracy and his cool factor...I put in a pic of us all at the same time where he seems to be Frank Sinatra or someone cool...Kelly, Vonnie, Tracy, Mick, Shane and Penny...somewhere in Arizona...



I was asked to share a memory…and so I include one that is probably forever implanted in my mind…

When I think of Mick…the first thing I hear is his laugh/giggle whatever it was.   And when you heard it you knew that his teasing was involved or something made him laugh to his core…I remember lots of laughter with him…however, my memory involves some anger eventually accompanied by laughter…the summer before my freshman year in high school…I guess it would be 1975…and Mick and Tracy came to Colorado in Mick’s sweet ride station wagon…it was cool we all thought…so that is really what matters…though I don’t remember exactly the year and make…I can still see that car…but anyway when it came time for them to return to Tucson…we convinced my mom I should go…WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!!!   But I think that of our parent’s…they really weren’t afraid of stuff like that…
So off we go…the three of us heading down I-25 it seems.     I remember windows down…laughing…I am sure the music blasting…Mick driving us…Tracy…being Tracy…and then Trace seems to have the idea to take Mick’s hat…when he grabs…Mick begins going after Tracy…yes this is while we are driving…my mind pictures mountain area…me in shotgun…Tracy was in the middle seat…but in trying to get in the back so Mick can’t reach him while driving.   Mick thinking his hat blew out which it did but I think it came back in the window but he not knowing and so he was not happy…and next thing I know…Tracy hopping over seats to avoid Mick’s wrath…and there he is out the back window of the station wagon standing on the bumper…wind blowing…and I am thinking we are going to die (or at least Tracy)…but we all seem to be laughing at least in my mind’s story…did we stop…oh no…Mick just told him to get back in…so Tracy climbs in and seems like he came up with the hat…and our adventure continued…and maybe one of those stories you had to be there…but the point I guess being…I was…and so was Mick…
Upon getting to Tucson…a good HOT summer…I remember meeting Mick’s next door neighbor…Jeannie Scofield…we all spent a lot of time together…and then I remember Mick came to Colorado…driving truck with Uncle Glen and Randy…I remember Jeannie came up…don’t remember how she got there but Mick knew she was coming.   Her and I had been hanging out and so it was late when the truck pulled in…I can still remember her hiding behind a chair in Grandma Bessie’s house and me telling Mick she wasn’t there…his face as he searched the house I can still see…and then finding her behind the chair…and tears still come to my eyes when I remember him holding her in his arms…and now two amazing boys because of that love...


And time goes on…and I remember Mick and Jeannie and Jared and Preston staying with us for a short time while at the dairy…and then as time does and raising families…it seemed we went a long time not really seeing each other…just getting on with the business of life I guess.   I think I remember a basketball game in Ordway where Preston was playing ball…we seen each other…a time in Pueblo…not many family gatherings…but seems like hardly any time at all for being so close when younger…and you wonder why we go through these seasons of distance and those that were so close are sometimes almost strangers to us…then sometimes we connect again…

Sometimes connections come in unusual ways…I ended up connecting with Mick’s son, Jared and his wife, Lanita, by way of facebook.   A way of connection in these days I guess.   Anyway, in reconnecting through Lanita, I got a chance to meet sweet McKenzie…Her name a part of her grandfather…as Mick was after his…Grandpa Mick…family…and so I flash forward to Mick’s sister Vonnie’s daughter Michelle’s wedding…(yes I love to see if you can keep up with these connections…but I with my camera…this time in an official capacity…I caught some pictures of dancing…One with Mick dancing with his mom…and I love this one as she looks at him with such love…and her own giggle...and I am so thankful for these celebrations of life...



The next one…I caught video of Mick and McKenzie dancing…my granddaughter and daughter dancing nearby…and I love McKenzie’s expression as she is not sure of it all…of the laughter of his son’s and their wives (Lori...I have more footage with your joyful dancing moves even if Preston wouldn't join you)…and these…these are the memories we hold on to (though my videography needs some work)…and McKenzie…may you always feel the love in that hug…I think of Mick staying with you...saying goodbye...and able to tell you he loved you and sorry he was sick…and your words…




Hard to understand the why’s and wondering the what if’s…but we each have our own story…our own path…and I take comfort that Mick had the Grace of Jesus…and so I think about seeing him again…he is Home…Home where there is no more pain or sorrow…and so this morning thinking I would stay in bed a little longer…when it seemed to say…go look at the sunrise…and I think Mick’s sunrise…and knowing the words it will include…Psalm 23.   


When I heard Mick was so bad…the words from this verse spoke to me…and my thoughts and prayers of him all night as I thought of the Mercy Me song Even If…and I hoped that Mick would get more time with his boys…with his grandchildren…with his family…but of all I wanted it to be well with his soul…


 

And with morning…the BB King song when Love Comes to Town just kept playing in my head…and so I pulled it up and the emotion that came over me as I sang along…and I remember thinking…catch the train Mick…and it wasn’t much longer I was told he had indeed jumped on…but I already knew… 



I had shared a picture from when we said goodbye to Uncle Walt from the album Those we loved along the way…Mick with his boys…his mama…and his granddaughter…my cousin Kim commenting…This pic just makes me realize that we don't know what tomorrow, next week, or next year will bring. Love your people, and hold them tight…



I seen a video of Mick singing a pretty dang good impersonation of Louis Armstrong…and I think to myself…What a wonderful world…nd thinking so many memories we missed…and my mind goes back to childhood of us putting on shows for our mom’s…playing in the mud after a rain…just laughter…and I find this version of What a Wonderful World…and think of what is said at the beginning…LOVE…


 
and my heart goes out to his family...my family…my aunt losing another son…a rule I think there should be that parents get to go first…though I not in charge of the rules…of his siblings losing a brother…of his son’s and grandchildren…and I know firsthand how it is not having your folks with you…but you know…they still are…because though the other fades…Faith, Hope, and Love abide…but the greatest of these is Love…and it transcends…See you on the other side Mick! 

 And as I was finishing this up...this song came on...think I will leave it here...



lyp

 





Saturday, December 10, 2016

Hats off to you..Denise...

And today at my kitchen table...a little something different...one of my good friends, Denise, was graduating from Regis University and I was planning to go.   Instead I decided to stay home with my sore throat and headache and think of her.    So when I received a text that told me I could watch the graduation...yes I could be there right from my kitchen table...in my flannel pants and all!    I got the link for the live feed and then a pic of the hat to look for.   A hat specially designed by her daughter Jenn.  I loved the hat!  



While I was waiting our friend Debbie had texted me and so I tell her she could watch too...so yes Denise...the honky tonk angels were cheering you on.   Wish we could have been there live!  But we did get to watch you walk the stage and receive your diploma.   Even getting a little longer stage time!  

So I asked for some pics...some just to enjoy part of it and some to add in here and so Jenn humored me and sent me some of my friend with the awesome smile...


I think of what an awesome woman she is and how proud I am of her...I remember the first time I noticed Denise...she walking down Main Street in Ordway on the way to the post office with such joy...then we ended up working next door...as our kids grew...so did our friendship...remembering Jennifer would come over to my office...sitting under my desk visiting with me of so many things...of Steve not very old dancing on the car...of getting a slide...of Mr. Earl...of Friday night dinners...her political career as mayor..of being there for the other when losing those special to us...sharing her awesome voice...and even though not living as close...still such an awesome friend.    Today I am thinking of here another accomplishment graduating Summa Cum Laude. 

I think of not too long ago...Denise taking on another job within her job and I was called as a reference.    They asked her faults...I said well not sure if it is a fault...though she does take on a lot...but you know she seems to get it all done adding her MORE to it all (still blame it on the Dr. Pepper).   I think of all the time and energy she put into this and a check off of something she has wanted to do for a while...she inspires me and I am thankful to call her friend.

So I hope to get together and celebrate...had thought of doing a Barry song...but you know...but with that thought in mind...LOOKS LIKE YOU MADE IT!!!

Congrats my friend!!!

lyp

Sunday, November 13, 2016

Light...looking at the super moon...

Tonight at my kitchen table I caught sight of the moon...I believe they are saying super moon...whichever the case...an amazing moon...I look it up and read at this link... Supermoon story

 "Supermoon” is a non-technical term for a moon that turns full at the same time it hits perigee — the point on its orbit when it is closest to Earth. The moon’s path around our planet is shaped more like an oval than a circle, so there are times when it is closer to us (perigee) and times when it is farther  away."

So I caught some pics of it...one I included a poem that seemed to come as I watched...that old moon trying to hide from me...and the words to the poem below come to me and I think of my moon verse...If you seek Me...you will find Me when you search with all of your heart..."  Jeremiah 29:13

 
 
I upon spotting the moon decided to go capture...often I struggle in catching shots of the moon...but it just amazing and as I returned to my kitchen table...my Bible opened to Luke 11...which I had written there..."Hide it under a bushel NO I'm gonna let it shine."   I go to see if I can find this song...and I come across this one and it just makes me smile...
 
 
 
The verses in Luke reads...
 
The Lamp of the Body
33 “No one, when he has lit a lamp, puts it in a secret place or under a basket, but on a lampstand, that those who come in may see the light. 34 The lamp of the body is the eye. Therefore, when your eye is good, your whole body also is full of light. But when your eye is bad, your body also is full of darkness. 35 Therefore take heed that the light which is in you is not darkness. 36 If then your whole body is full of light, having no part dark, the whole body will be full of light, as when the bright shining of a lamp gives you light.”   Luke 11:33-36 NKJV
 
And I go from there to seeing a prayer where Franklin Graham includes Matthew 5:13-16
 
“You are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hidden. 15 Nor do they light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a lampstand, and it gives light to all who are in the house. 16 Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven.
 
 The prayer talks of being salt and light in our schools, communities, businesses, and even our government...
 
I think of things going around us...and pray that Light would overcome darkness...Love overcome hate...Hope overcome despair...
 
So I throw in a few of my pics from the moon...and they say it is supposed to be best viewed at 6:52 a.m. in the morning I believe...but I throw in a couple more shots and say sweet dreams...may your light shine...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
God bless! 
lyp

Friday, November 11, 2016

Friendship...a perfect gift indeed!

And some days you just get special hugs...I call them hugs from heaven.   I had such a day the other day when in the mail I received a package...covered with the words fragile and a return label with a red, white, and blue bow from Mary Lou Holman...Aunt Mary Lou...and so today...Aunt Mary Lou at my kitchen table...

A woman who I suppose some might argue was not my aunt...though try and say it to my face...this woman as dear a sister to my mom...a sister to me.   An amazing woman...an amazing friend...a person who I have admired my whole life and is one of the women I would choose to pattern after...

So I get back to my gift...a heart...how appropriate...this woman who was given to us many extra years because of a heart...a gift my mom had given her and she giving it to me...so I snap a picture of it in a chair by the window by my kitchen table...a gift of great thought from the letter...to the box with the year she born...to of course the heart...and the love of this gift...



And when I read it...tears streamed as I knew the love my mom and Aunt Mary Lou shared...the friendship...memories of fun...tears...family...and the words talk of Friendship is God's most perfect gift...

The Miracle of Friendship
There's a Miracle of Friendship that dwells within the heart,
And you don't know how it happens or where it gets its start...
But the happiness it brings you always gives a special lift,
And you realize that Friendship
is God's most perfect gift.


I decide to look for a picture of this special lady...and know I have some somewhere...but for now I take one off of facebook...one of the places I have got to stay in touch with this special friend!   So thank you Jennifer Walsh Porter for sharing...I love this pic...but cropped it up a bit...


So just wanted to say thank you Aunt Mary Lou for always sharing your heart to so many of us...you giving me a special connection to my mom...for being such a role model to me...You are in my thoughts and prayers always!

I search for songs on friends and one comes up that I know you will enjoy...of the most perfect Friendship...


And then this other comes up filled with hearts...and I think of you and mom...how even after she gone...a connection...a friendship...and no matter the distance between us...friends are friends forever...thank you for being one of those friends!!     Love you lots my friend!!!


And there above John 15:13.. (a Veterans Day verse perhaps)...I read these words...fitting for the day...
 
"This is My Commandment, that you love one another
 as I have loved you."
John 15:12



lyp

Sunday, October 16, 2016

Real love is real life...it is not just words to a song...

I interrupt this blog with an apology for taking so long...But surely you are still honeymooning!!! (the honeymoon lasts a good year right!!!)  So with that said...I begin where I left off

Storyteller...that seems to be something that has been a theme perhaps for me as of late...I love stories...listening to...telling them...and when I take pictures they sometimes a story in themselves without saying a word.    So when I was asked to take photos for a special person in my life...Michelle Petrie...I was honored to share in her story...this new chapter of her life...I think one of her joy chapters and definitely a LOVE chapter...


 
Michelle...the daughter of my cousin Vonnie...Vonnie the one instrumental in setting me up with my husband...Michelle the granddaughter of my mom's sister Betty...Yes we are family by blood...but I have been blessed to connect with Michelle on a complete different level...through music...through faith...our connection "underground" but connected all the same.   I have had the privilege of getting to listen to some of her songs in progress...she taking some of my words and putting music and voice to them...music a part of her story...
  

She an amazing talent who has experienced some things in her life...moments that sometimes break one...but moments she captured through writing and singing of...storytelling...I feel God has been with her through this journey and though we connected initially through perhaps some sad chapters in our life...in time spent recently...it was as though the girl could not stop smiling.   What was this difference?    God brought a man called Jake into Michelle's life...and so on February 20, 2016, I was given the honor of capturing moments of real love and real life in the marriage of Michelle Petrie to Jake Seaton...and so at the Tapestry House in LaPorte, Colorado...I got to share in this real life...real love story...and a brick left behind as a memory of this day...


Michelle and Jake set up by special friends...husband and wife themselves...one performing the ceremony...and the other Maid of Honor...I loved of her talking of praying for Michelle...of in her prayers..."consider Jacob Seaton"...and of Jake's story of talking of their first meeting...and so I share one of the components of any wedding story...the kiss...but I love how these friends just seemed to reflect the joy that this couple seems to ooze...



Michelle  asking if I would take pictures for her wedding...though honored...I do not think of myself a professional photographer...when asked by the coordinator if I was the photographer and I paused and thought well I guess I am (though I am thankful for the help of two amazing photographers Tonya and Jeff Rylant who helped me tell this story...sharing their gifts) but I see myself as one who loves just capturing moments of life...and due to equipment malfunction...not sure that the correct word as my camera fell off the bed...NO I did not knock it off purposely...but a whole other story in the fact that I was blessed in getting a new lens that made this experience even more fun...so I share a few of those moments...that grabbed my heart...a part of the story of Jake and Michelle...

A favorite song and a beautiful wedding song...Bless the Lord Oh my soul...oh my soul...




One that I loved and I seemed to keep playing with it until finally I ended up with this one...but also kept many different versions of this...Michelle saying she actually has a picture of her smelling the flowers as a little girl...and I pray that you always take that time to stop and smell the flowers...she just seemed to glow...

          
Michelle getting ready and a kiss on the cheek from two of her women in her life...her mom and her mom's mom...G-Betty...


Then I hope you don't mind me showing your tears Michelle...but a touching part that many did not get to experience...Michelle surrounded by many of the women in her life praying for her...and then her G-Betty prayed over her...and just an amazing touching moment...I think the room did not have any without a tear...Michelle and Jake many prayers over you...God is with you...This picture part of your story...of the real life...of the real love of those who love you and support you...


These moments...yes that is where a beauty deeper than the eye can see...the beauty of love...passed down through generations...and I think of beauty and just Michelle and I in the room when her dad walked in...he looked at her with such love and with a crack in his voice said, "you're beautiful"...and yes Randy she did glow...


And then a kiss on the forehead...a hard job for a dad to do...give his little girl away...



Moments...and before the wedding these two pull up with the flowers...Michelle's sister-in-law Kallie...chauffeuring one of my favorite peeps...my Aunt Betty...but lovingly called "G-Betty" by her grands...


And amongst the flowers delivered was Kelly's flowers...Kelly receiving his own place at the ceremony.   Kelly, my cousin, Michelle's uncle in which is part of her story...one of her songs...one who we lost too soon but his love could be felt there...as we know he would have been there with that cool smile of his...

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In equal opportunity in sharing Michelle's tears...I add one that Tonya captured of the groom...some of my favorite moments are watching the look on the face of the groom as the woman he loves walks down the aisle...this one still brings a tear to my eye...The love shown here is one that penetrates the soul...a moment to hold in your heart forever Michelle...



Probably one that just made me laugh...and the bride and groom as well...the grandmother's...when excused from their photo responsibilities proceed to walk off...right in front of the bride and groom...one of my favorite pics and one that is held extra special as Jake and his family have since had to say goodbye to such a special woman in their life...my Aunt Betty to such a special friend...But how can you not feel the joy...the love...the story it tells...


And so through some technical difficulties and procrastination on my part...I have some additional pics that just seem to be my faves...I know I have several to pick through...but I add a few of them...and for the sake of finishing this blog...I do not add so many other stories of this day but for now...

Following the wedding...everyone gathered together and while Jeff and Tonya took the view from above...I had the lower view...in it I caught Michelle's parents looking up...another favorite for some reason...It really doesn't seem that long ago...that I was standing beside Vonnie on her wedding day and Tim standing beside Randy...and you wonder where the time goes...

 
Which brings me back to the bride and groom and my favorite pic...one so intimate as I stood in the background during the communion portion of their vows...and the love and intensity of this moment took my breath away...not sure I captured it completely but this view...the picture of a thousand words...the look in Michelle's eyes and Jake solid beside her...An amazing love...with Faith as their Foundation...


Another look in black and white... 


 
And so here is to you Jake and Michelle...I can't wait for more chapters of your story...but thank you for allowing me to be a part of this chapter...
 



I wonder what songs will come in the future...I caught Michelle singing this song off of my phone...an original written by Michelle and accompanied here by Tabitha Joy Campbell...Michelle's song Real Love is Real Life...a song honoring her grandparents who were not able to make it...but also a song Jake wanted her to sing and the words of this song have always captured me...and I think the thing in this video is if you watch Jake...he does not take his eyes off of Michelle...I think of how Jake has shared his smile and Michelle has shared her song...may you continue smiling and singing through the stories that await you..  I am excited to hear the songs that will come (I think Michelle will be singing soon in LaPorte...and I believe is continuing to work on her recordings).  But for now...listen to this one...



I found a little carving that I gave the couple...Love......when each thinks they are the lucky one....and I really feel that each of these two think they are the lucky one...May God continue to bless this union to such an awesome couple!

Love and God bless!
lyp  




Thursday, September 29, 2016

Summer's Over...

And just like that...in the blink of an eye...summer has came and gone.   As the shepherd and I walked to pick up a school girl the other day...Oppy says...Summer is over...and just like that our life much like the seasons we begin another...change...ready or not...it comes...

Today I got an amazing call.   You know one of those calls that you know that the Good LORD directed just for you.   One in which I took it standing out in the beautiful sunlight of an amazing fall day...A call that though part of it was hard...someone you love calls to let you know that they are beginning Hospice...but it was a call I will cherish forever.  We talked of the little things really being the big blessings...of family bonds...of what an awesome God we love...of writing our stories...of old souls...of purpose...mine...hers...of love...of life and death...how one when told they have something such as cancer...lives with the thought we don't have much longer...when really none of us really know...and as we spoke I watched a dragonfly dance...and it was a reminder to hold on to times as these...to listen...

Yesterday I had the song People get ready there's a train a coming...and I come across this song...and it makes me think more of our conversation today...of one who is ready to go...but perhaps it not her time just yet...I always wonder...what is it that is unfinished...PURPOSE comes to mind again.   I think of losing some of my people...Dad and Grandma...slowly with time for conversations...Mom and Jay without much notice...The thing of life is...we don't know when our season will end and winter will come...but it comes...

 
 
I had found this verse while going to search for this song...
 
"But seek first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things will be added to you." Matthew 6:33
 
And as I wrote this I was given thoughts...perhaps words out loud Katie...but thoughts all the same...
 
Seek...Oh little child...why do you make it so difficult?   Why must you go kicking and screaming instead of with skipping and awaited anticipation knowing the best is yet to come...the Best ultimately being our heavenly Home.  This Jesus of Nazareth--He came for me...for me and sinners just like me...He abounding in Grace--filling me with a Love beyond compare.
 
Our conversation had went of those that we have loved and lost...of those we love that are near and dear to us...of generations before and generations after...and I come across a picture from a recent time at the ranch...a reminder of all of the seasons all in one...the color of fall...the green of life of spring and summer...and then those trees that have died...all aware that winter is coming.   I think of how sometimes though we have not left this earth...we can live as though not living...and I think let me be color and light even while dying...let me choose life while I live...
 
 
When writing the other day...as sometimes happens I get a collection of words...some words I never use...
 
Solace companionships filters and relays a Light that permeates my very existence deep within the soul that can't always be seen from the exterior but it is there all the same.  Unpronounced as if a small flicker of an ember awaiting to catch a fire that the glow will ultimately give Light to another...but for now it simmers...
 
And the word here...Solace...where did that come from but when I look it up it says "comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness"...and I think how it fit today...a prayer for not only this woman I love who seems to have a Peace (the Philippians 4:7 kind of peace...the kind that passeth all understanding...the kind that keeps our hearts and minds through Christ Jesus kind of peace)...for others who seek comfort and consolation...for others whose paths I crossed today hoping to give a little light to them as they gave to me...
 
So in thinking of summer being over...I know there is much I could talk of...but today I give thanks for this life...for those in my life that I am so blessed to have there...Thanks...and thank you Aunt Vi...you have and continue to touch my heart and soul...
 
lyp