“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.” – Alexander Graham Bell
Look Without Regret
Unfortunately I do not have Internet service as a result of Hurricane Sandy. This means that I cannot post my photography to the blog. I feel somewhat disconnected as blogging has become such a significant part of my routine in regards to my photography. With that said, tonight I am posting a poem in honor of all of those suffering loss or injury as a result of Hurricane Sandy.
copyright Robyn Graham
As 2011 comes to a close I must look back and be thankful for the many blessings bestowed on my family. I’m thankful for our health, our family, our many dear friendships, our faith, employment…the list goes on and on. I pray that 2012 will be filled with God’s richest blessings on each and everyone of you – health, happiness, peace, and much love in your life. Happy New Year!
This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind. – Gwendolyn Brooks
My oldest child had his 12th birthday yesterday. I cannot believe how quickly those 12 years flew by. I still remember the day he was born as though it were yesterday. John and I were so naive and absolutely clueless about how to raise children despite the volumes of books we read trying to prepare. The arrival was priceless as is any birth – miracles, each and every one. John was so nervous he dropped and broke the camera. When the baby arrived, the doctor let John state what the gender of the baby was. John said, “it’s a boy” with great pride. My response to that proud statement was “I don’t know what to do with a boy!”. The doctor very kindly responded, “well, I can’t put him back!” We still get a good laugh out of that morning.
My son is one of three of the greatest blessings God has granted me. He is strong, beautiful, intelligent, and mine! That fact amazes me. He is shy, though, and often gets anxious about life events. He doesn’t like to step outside of his box and his comfort zone. I’m afraid sometimes that people will think of him as not being nice because he is so shy and doesn’t speak out, but deep down inside him is a very sensitive and caring individual who hates to see others hurting or made fun of. I’m thankful each day for the bundle of joy given to me 12 years ago.
Happy birthday Big Fella (this nickname arrived when our second son was born)!
Awe, the wonder of a child. Isn’t life about learning when you are young? I love the wonder children have for every day life experiences. It reminds us to stay young at heart and never stop wondering, and hoping.
Six years ago I lost my father to cancer. I went through a period where it was hard to celebrate the day and focus on other fathers in my life. Although I still miss my father tremendously, and there will always be a vacancy on Father’s Day, I have my wonderful husband to be thankful for. He is a terrific father to my children; always there for them, encouraging them, supporting them, disciplining them, teaching them, coaching them, and loving them. We did not make any special plans today, just let Dad decide what we were doing. The choices were to go to church, ride bicycles to town for lunch, and then play golf. It was a beautiful day spent as a family. A day to remember.
Late one evening last week I looked out of my kitchen window to see an interesting sight. The luna moth in the images below was resting on my window screen. Adult luna moths such as this one only live for approximately one week. Their sole purpose it to hatch from a cocoon, mate, lay eggs, and then die. Two generations of luna moths are born per year. In some areas they are considered endangered. This particular luna moth is female – her antennae are not feathered. I’m guessing that she must have laid her eggs and was ready to die – as sad as that sounds. She was weak. As I was taking photographs of her she began to slide down the window screen. She didn’t appear to have much strength. Eventually she fell to the ground and I assumed she had died. My imagine, as wild as is it, began wondering if this was some sort of omen….but alas, she was still alive in the morning, which is when I was able to get some fabulous, up close images of her.
To learn more about the Luna Moth, check out this website:
TEAM: Together Everyone Achieves More. This is the mantra of my sons’ lacrosse teams. Each stick in this image touched the ball, or defended the ball, or was part of making a play in their tournament games today. It took ALL to win.