Thursday, December 24, 2009

...o holy night...

my jeep is packed up ready to head off to my mum & dad's house.  we have bags and bags of presents, pies & bottles of coke (would i celebrate any holiday without it?) 

however, none of what i listed above truly matters.  it's fun and exciting, the act of giving and receiving, but may we all take this Christmas to focus on what really matters.

that on this night a sweet little was born into the world and He would redeem us all. 


yes, this is who we have waited for.


may these lyrics that sensei posted on her blog offer some insight and help you think about the true meaning of this season.


How many kings stepped down from their thrones?
How many lords have abandoned their homes?
How many greats have become the least for me?
How many Gods have poured out their hearts
To romance a world that has torn all apart?
How many fathers gave up their sons for me?
 
Only one did that for me.



i pray you all have a calm & peaceful holiday.

all our love to all of you.





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Monday, December 21, 2009

...famous...

who is famous?

my mom, naturally.

jenny introduced me to this website and i love it.  i have submitted a few things from my mom because she is hilarious.  my latest submission finally made it on the site.





happy christmas.
i hope you all enjoy some good shiz this holiday.


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Thursday, December 17, 2009

...warrior...


I have never thought of myself as a warrior.  In fact, most of the time I consider myself the exact opposite.  Turns out I'm kind of a pansy.  I'm all talk.  Seriously, ask anyone.  So whenever anyone says, 'You are brave, you have courage, you are a warrior.' I kind of get all weird inside because I wonder if it's bad of me to have lead them on like that.  Mmk, so sometimes I think I must be resilient to have made it this far in life with what's been going down, but still, there is a huge difference between resilient and being a warrior.  The first thing that pops into my head when I think, 'resilient' is cockroaches.

You know, because they can basically survive under any circumstance.

Kinda like me.  No, really.  It's been documented.  (my medical file is thicker than all the twlight books put together, and that is not even an exaggeration.)  ((mmk, maybe it was, but it's a great visual, eh?))

So imagine my surprise when I received a package in the mail the other day with a necklace bearing the word, 'warrior' on it.   Confession: I cried.  Yes, the ice queen broke down and cried.  Probably because it couldn't have come at a better time.  Probably because it feels so good to know someone was thinking about me enough to send something so meaningful.

Probably because I needed strength to be a warrior and survive the next month or so.

Or the next however long it takes.

I wish I had a camera capable of taking a good picture of said necklace.  (I will in a week or so, don't you worry)  My dear reader and friend Mandy had my other dear friend Lindsey make this necklace for me.  Lindsey, Kim and Leisha, you are sneaky.  You know how I love your etsy shop, and I check it often.  I didn't even see this one coming.

It is nothing short of perfect.

Mandy, you are a doll.  Thank you for being so kind and generous.  You are a wonderful person and I count myself lucky to know you.  Honestly & truly.

I hope I can live up to this necklace. 


“To be a warrior is not a simple matter of wishing to be one. It is rather an endless struggle that will go on to the very last moment of our lives. Nobody is born a warrior, in exactly the same way that nobody is born an average man. We make ourselves into one or the other.”



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Friday, December 11, 2009

...MY little...



eventually.




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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

...sensei has done it again...

Meet my awesome family...



Classic...




See more of our preview on Jenny's website here.

Do you want to freeze you face in time?
Shoot Jenny an email from her website.  She is oh so talented, obviously.

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Saturday, December 5, 2009

...impact...

I'm about to wax all philosophical or whatever on you, sooooo don't say I didn't give you fair warning.

There has been a lot on my mind lately.  I blame it on the holidays.  They tend to cause one to reflect on the year gone by.  Goals accomplished, desires unrealized, you know, all that deep stuff that normally is far too complicated for my brain to process.  Usually I wade in the pond of my thoughts because I know if I go out any further I'm gonna need a life raft and army flares, some perc.ocet and a 32 oz Coke to get me outta there alive. 

Those of you who have seen this process, well, I'm just gonna ask you now not to blackmail me with it, mmk?

Oh goll, I just gave you ideas.

I have been ruminating on something for a while now.  While it seems simple enough in my mind, I am finding it a little bit harder to express in writing.  Basically I've been wondering what kind of legacy I'm going to leave behind when I move on from this life.  Or maybe not so much what kind of legacy, but just what in general.  Will I leave this world a little bit of a better place?  Will people think of me as a kind person who tried to be a genuinely good person?  Will I have inspired some good in a world that is turning increasingly selfish and cold?

Hmmm.  You may ask, 'Kenna, what brought this on?'  Well, I'm not dying, don't worry, but lately I have become more aware of the small impact I may have on someone or something in this life.  I read a quote the other day that sparked this train of thought.  As with most of my quotes lately, I read it on Jenny's old photography blog.  (the post that inspired me can be found here)  Allow me to share it with you.

"To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one's self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived - this is to have succeeded."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

That quote, my friends, is the definition of true success.


As most of you know, I am not capable of having a biological child.  I think somewhere in my mind I figured that is what I'd be leaving behind.  I would have a child, raise it to be a good and kind adult, and that is how I would leave the world a better place.  While of course I still plan on doing this through the miracle of adoption, I'm not going to lie and say that I haven't thought to myself, 'What if I am not given the opportunity to be a mother in this life.  What am I going to leave this world?'  I know that the Lord's will is not my own, and while there are things I desire that are good and noble things, that doesn't mean I will automatically be given them.  I don't say that to be negative, I say that because I have seen the Lord work miracles in my life via the struggles I've had attempting to gain that which I desire.  I know that good things will come and I will be compensated in the end if this be the case.

I don't need to be a mother to have accomplished something wonderful and noble in this life.

So with that being said, allow me to share an experience I had recently that has made me more aware of the impact I could possibly have on someone in this life.  We all will impact someone or something in this life.  I dare say we will impact more than one person, one situation, etc.  It's our choice whether or not it's for good, or for, well, not so good.

I attended Thanksgiving at Studly's parent's house and as well as his big family Christmas party a week ago.  For those of you who know me know that I am actually not much of a social butterfly.  It's just not my style.  Along with that, I tend to distance myself from little people.  I have 8 nieces and nephews on my husbands side, and I admit I don't have much of a relationship with any of them.  I don't necessarily have a desire right now anyway, although that is a very horrible excuse.  (it's not the little's trust me, this is a whole notha post)  Most of them are under the age of 2, so that makes me feel less of a jerk about it. Then again, I know when I need to protect myself and this is one way I do it.  One day it'll change, but for now, it's just something that is happening and it needs to be accepted.

However, as soon as I walked in the door to have Thanksgiving dinner, I was drawn to my little 6 month old niece A.  Again, for those of you who know me should be completely shocked.  The only babies I've ever been drawn to are Andrew, Hanna, and my Maya baby.  (who, might I add, is turning one and is no longer a baby.  she talks, she walks, she's growing up.  i admit i will probably shed a tear about this.  i have loved this little one since i knew she was coming, and for both studly and i it was love at first sight when we first held her.)  Plus, it takes a lot of time and effort on my part to just pick up a baby.  I was actually completely shocked when I took her from my sister in law, L.  I kinda wonder if she was surprised too.  It took a minute for her to warm up to me (the last time i held her was right after she was born) but we became friends.  In fact, I got little A to take a post Thanksgiving dinner nap with me.  (it has been said i have, 'the touch' but i really just think i get them when they are sleepy.)  I was actually sad when we left because I wanted to spend more time with her.  (drop your jaws in shock people, it's okay)

I was happy when I got to see her a couple days later at the next party.  In fact, we took another nap and I have to share this picture with you because she fell asleep is such a funny way.  It was too adorable not to snap a shot.




Yup, that kid is totally folded in half.  Too funny.

So, the point of all this rambling is this: Little A made me think of something I could leave behind.  I could be the coolest aunt this kid has ever had.  (sorry other aunts, ya'll know it's true!)  If I'm not able to raise my own kids, I can leave this little with great memories, and I don't know, maybe teach her something or whatever.  There are so many different 'motherly capacities' I can fill.  Yes, it's hard sometimes because I feel like I am getting some kind of consolation prize, but with having Little A in my life, along with so many other little's that I adore, (Carter, India, Hanna, Maya, Jack, Griff, etc) I realized maybe I can make a difference. 

Mmk, maybe that seems like a way lame epiphany to you, but this is huge for me!

No, like so huge.

There is so much we can do now, instead of waiting for the perfect circumstance.  In fact, there is no such thing as the perfect circumstance.  This is how I'm trying to live in the now.  I admonish all of you to think about how you impact people's lives, and become more aware of it.  

I promise it will open your eyes to so many opportunities.

I promise.

Can I leave you with a quote from Jenny herself?  She said is so much better than I ever could in one of her posts.

'Everyone has something that they can create out of their reality that is of benefit to the world.'

Even a reality that may seem harsh and abrasive.


Think about it, mmk?


Then act on it.





***sorry if this post is not super coherent. you know how it goes when i try to be all deep and serious***

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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

...the countdown begins...



i just booked a condo 30 seconds from the beach in Oceanside.

for a week.  a WHOLE week.

7 months and counting.

i.  can't.  wait.

look at how happy studly is.

this is what the beach does to you.

did i say i can't wait?

cause i can't!

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Friday, November 27, 2009

...fail...






I try to remember this daily.

Sigh, lately I am not doing so well at recognizing it.

It's time to stop hanging on to the past.  Time to quit living for future events that are unstable.

It's time to live for now.  

Any ideas on how?

Seriously, I'm begging you.

Sound off.


***I know I have readers.  Seriously, tell me what you think people.  Don't be shy.***


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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

...spots...

Before you proceed reading this post, please read this wonderful piece of writing from Sensei. In fact, it is required. 

I'll wait...







I love this post, the way she wrote it, and most of all the tender meaning within it.  It's beautiful.  I asked if I could take her idea and write about the spot I'm most thankful for.  She kindly obliged.  So, my friends, let me introduce you to my favorite spot.  The spot where I feel most free, calm and uninhibited.  The spot where my soul can rest.  The spot where I can breathe.


Oceanside Beach, CA



Every summer my family takes a week and spends it here.  It is always the highlight of my summer.  This past year, after missing a few summer vacations, I was able to visit my spot three times.  It's been beautiful.

The first occasion we were with some dear friends.  It was wonderful to take them to my spot.  I even have a picture of Hanna playing in the sand, well eating the sand, in my spot.  We relaxed, we played, we enjoyed the warm air, the ocean breeze, and the waves crashing onto the shore.

Our second trip was quick, for a wedding, but we got to spend a few hours enjoying this spot.

Ah, but the third trip, sigh, it was perfect.  There is nothing more dear to me than time with my family, in my spot.  This is where my soul lives.  It's always a joy to go reunite with it from time to time.  It reminds me who I really am, my place in the world. 



Take a peek at my spot...

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what spot are you thankful for?  do tell.

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