Triple digits

Seems like no matter where I turn, I end up in the land of the triple digits.


Evolution of the glyph – 3 number by Wikipedia.

I wrote about the three flames of love back in April.

I (almost) have three daughters.

Sydney, Molly, and Bridget at the Japanese gardens.

I have three dogs.

Salem first, Anna middle, Brownie last.

I have changed my last name three times. Married name #1. Married name #2. Back to maiden name #3. I actually don’t plan on changing it again. That means it stays at three.

My friend Luisa Doraz at Believe in yourself, represents my blog on her blog roll with a picture of three smiling daisies (I did not pick it out).

I adore them.

I am getting married on three tens….at three ten.

I can cook three things well; chicken with noodles in the steamer, mac and cheese casserole, and spaghetti.

There are three chores, I actually like doing; laundry, dishes, and cleaning.

Texas has more triple digits temps in the summer than Arizona (okay, maybe not, but it feels that way some years).

And finally, the month of July, which is not a three, but does remind me of three very special little boys who live in heaven.

My two nephews, and my friend, and photographer extraordinaire, Kellene, from Bella Lucia photography’s son Leo. They lived long enough to capture our hearts, and they died way to soon – leaving a wake of hearts in their ascension.

Kellene’s story of Leo is a moving one. It touched me to the core the first time I read her blog about him. Kellene is not just gifted in intimate portraits of life, but also in capturing intimate moments of life. Precious moments that live forever. I have those with my nephews and she has those with her son. I feel that is part of what connects us.

She is amazing, not only does she praise God for her day with him, but she continues to shine light and love to all who meet her. She illuminates life through her lens and her memories.

I wish I could describe what I feel for her, and what I felt for her immediately upon “blog meeting” her. I guess I just knew how special she was. And talented. And giving. And loving.

This is someone who deserves to be lifted up and praised, not just for her work, but for the sheer will and effort, she put forth to survive the death of her baby.

When she posted on her blog a remembrance memorial request in Leo’s honor, to celebrate his life. His one day. The day that changed her life forever. I was honored to accept, because it’s such a small thing for me to do, but a HUGE thing to her, and her family.

From Kellene’s blog , here is her request:

This month marks the one-year anniversary since our son Leo passed away after being born at 30 weeks due to a placental rupture. The past year has been a rough journey of both sorrow and faith. As we approach this season of remembering, many of you have asked what we were planning to do to remember Leo. After thinking long and hard, and asking other’s their ideas, I have come up with something everyone can participate in to celebrate his life!!

So, if you’d like to participate, here are the details…. I would like to start a Name Memorial for Leo. Find a creative way to write his name and capture it. You can write it in sand, in a letter, on an object, etc. You can incorporate anything you’d like… flowers, balloons, stuffed animals… be creative and have fun with it! The images will be featured on my blogs in a slideshow for everyone to enjoy.

Email your images to: kellene.maynard[at]gmail[dot]com Please be sure to include you name and where you are from with your submission!!!

Thank you ALL for participating in remembering our little man with us. Your love and support has brought us through the darkest time in our lives. We love you!!

If you read her story – Leo’s story. You will want to honor his beautiful life too.

Click here for her journal entry describing her day with him, Remembering Leo.

    Kellene,

    Your walk of faith. Your strength. Your deep well of love is so precious to me. I can’t think of anything more endearing and heartfelt than sharing the celebration of his life with you.

    Love and joy to you always…

Readers, commenters, friends, and family would you join me? Would you join Kellene? Will you take a picture of his name and email it to her for his memorial? It would mean so much to us all, if you could share this time of poignant joy on his first birthday. I look forward to seeing your submissions on her upcoming slideshow.

I also look forward to meeting Kellene in person on my three tens – 10-10-10. She is my wedding photographer, coming all the way from Washington state. Funny thing……the town she lives in? The only town in Washington I have EVER visited. I visited a good friend, and former co-worker, who had a son the same age as Sydney, we were pregnant at the same time. She had moved before the baby was born and I flew out the first chance I got to meet him. Small world, huh?

And by the way……… today?

Marks three months until the wedding (at posting). Three!

Memorial Weekend Memories

Pedaling two miles behind this six-year old child.

She would stop, grab her water bottle take a big drink, and say, “We gotta hurry. We can’t waste any time.”

Of course being who I am, the fact that’s it’s Saturday with absolutely no plans – I can’t resist, “Of course we can. We have all the time in the world.”

She snaps the cap closed on her water, attaches it firmly to her bike, saddles up like she is riding a hog, and even grips the handlebars. With a look back at me, in all seriousness, she shakes her head, “I don’t.” She takes off on her little Harley bike with training wheels spinning as fast as her little legs will go. I guess that’s how she made it over two miles – with guts and drive. What a kid!

After our bike ride, I told her she could be my riding partner anytime. Her face lights up with joy, but she immediately gets cool, and sticks her fist out for a bump. Adorable.

Another memorial moment – Japanese Gardens. This time no one fell in the Koi pond. Didn’t matter since we got drenched from the humid heat. Jason said it felt just like Okinawa when he was stationed there. Hot. Probably as beautiful too.

Hot dogs, pizza, Purple Cow ice cream and the next day, a first swim of the summer, at our local public pool. All part of our memorable weekend that wouldn’t be possible without our countrymen and women.

I would like to pay tribute to the fallen heros of our great nation. May we remember their service and honor them with the recognition they deserve.

Let us, also, support our troops in current service. Pray for our brave defenders of freedom and the families that love them.

Lastly, I’d like to remember those lost in the last few years.

They are still shining brightly from the hearts of those who miss them.

In Loving Memory,

Daddy Gary – Dec. 2009Uncle Bub – May 2007Poppy Carl – August 2008Grandma Owens- December 2008

I will always remember you.

Happy Memorial Day!