Your gentle ways and touch heal & comfort. Your soft songs sooth any ache. Your tender care seeps into your garden, baking, & prayers on your knees each night. You sew my clothes though I can do it myself, make everything from scratch, and give me clothes off your shelves. You filled our home with joy, laughter, dancing and Radio FM. You pushed me to learn, stand up for what is right, and love. You stayed calm while you watched Tata throw me in a pool as baby, teach me to rip the motorcycles & go carts at 5, shoot guns at 8, hunt at 15, camp, climb trees, and hold onto peter doing donuts on the 4-Wheelers. You let daddy send us up in cherry pickers, hot air balloons, and helicopters when we should’ve been in school. You stayed home while I traveled the world.
You taught me to enjoy the sun, appreciate the great outdoors, catch butterflies, live natural, and take the trip. That the best place is almost always off the beaten path.
You’re playful in every way, love daddy boldly, and serve faithfully. You pour out everything you have, every day. You give selflessly. You serve others and quietly sit without request. You ensure everyone is taken care of. You are humble and downplay every skill & capability you have. You proudly love Tata and put him first, helping him in every way. Never once have I heard you complain. You somehow made a motel a home. You shy away from the spot light but somehow become it. You’re everything I want to be and more. If anyone wants to know what love is, all they have to do is watch you.
Thank God half of me is you. I pray one day I can hold a candle to the mother and wife you are.
Kocham cię mama.
7 years ago my roommate & I scheduled our sunset skydive jump. She rescheduled a few hours before, saying her manager wouldn’t let her out on time. Turns out that morning she felt there was tension between us (that I was oblivious to). 11 people died that night when our scheduled plane crashed.
I don’t know why God spared my life that night. I have to believe he has a plan for my life that is not through yet.
4 weeks later we jumped anyway. People thought we were crazy. Why would we jump when our lives were just spared from the fatal crash 4 weeks ago? I thought what better time to jump? The workers will be hypervigilant. That day, I felt no fear on my jump but was filled with joy.
“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.””
Joshua 1:9
I wasn’t sure I would jump again, though I had the time of my life. I didn’t want to push my luck. But I don’t believe in luck, I believe in God. In honor of 7 years on this beautiful island, and 7 years of a second shot at life. Praise God. Fear not. Jump. Enjoy the free fall. It’s worth it all.
A moment in time.
I love photography. I love that it captures moments that seem to be gone too quick. I’ve cherished this past year and am grateful for every moment captured on camera.
Thank you for the new stills @bendcstr
