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I saw this on Christy Tomlinson's blog and had to share. Plan B Life is all about how you handle Plan B. Plan A is always my first choice. You know, the one where everything works out to be happily every after. But more often than not, I find myself dealing with the upside-down, inside-out version.  Where nothing goes as it should. It's the point that the real test of my character comes in.. Do I sink, or do I swim?  do I wallow in self pity and play the victim, or simply shift gears and make the best of my situation?  The choice is all mine... life is all about how you handle Plan B. (Suzy Toronto)    This reminds me of my life and probably everyone else's. We all have an idea of what we think life should be, what we think will make us happy. The truth is, Plan A rarely happens and we can let it destroy us or embrace what is probably our true path. When I was a child, teenager or young adult I never dreamed I would have gone through what I have in my li...

I had so much fun with this group of ladies. Thank you so much for coming! Your pieces all looked amazing. Fran, Mary, Lisa and Amy working hard on their projects ( and talking a little.) Beth multi tasking, Barbara concentrating and Tiffany is there you just can't see her beautiful face. Mom and daughter - makes me smile Everyone except Tiffany, I don't know where she went. Sorry Tiffany. I can't wait to see you girls again! I am going to try and link the brownie recipe here. Man they were good if I do say so myself! http://www.browneyedbaker.com/2012/02/22/salted-caramel-chocolate-chip-cookie-bars/

We will be making this mixed media canvas at Paper Crown, Thursday, March 8th at 5:30. There are just a few spots left in this class. Cost is 45.00. Call Cindy at Paper Crown to reserve your spot. 405.848.8329

This is a picture I took last weekend while shooting a wedding for a friend. I love the simple image of a heart and the saying love hopes is so true. This particular friend has lost so much in the past several years and yet on this day her heart was full of hope. You could see it in her face, in her eyes when she looked up at the man she was marrying. So many losses and yet the hope of a future filled with love was there staring grief in the face. I don't know if it is appropriate for the photographer to have tears stream down their face during a wedding, but I couldn't help it. It was a spiritual experience for me. I'm sure the wedding didn't look exactly like the bride had envisioned it. There were people very dear to her that were not physically there, not by their choice, but by fate. And yet there was still joy, bittersweet tears, and hope. Hope for happiness and healing. Congratulations sweet friend.

There are so many reasons, but I will only share a few. First, there are children in this country and all over the world that will go to sleep tonight without a true home. They don't know what it is like to have a Mom to cradle them in their arms as only a Mom can. They don't have a Dad to kiss them on the forehead and say "Everything will be okay." There are some who will have enough to eat and many many more who are hungry right now. I'm not talking about what we consider hungry. The "I think I need a snack hungry." I don't even know if I can describe it because I haven't ever felt it. They will cry, but many have given up the act of crying because it didn't do any good. It didn't change anything. No one came. No one came and patted their backs with reassurance that they were not alone. This is happening right now in every country. My heart aches for them. There are so many people who feel that tug at their heart to help these children ...

I have been thinking a lot lately about getting into shape, eating healthy, exercising, etc. etc. etc. You get my drift. Every year about this time I think okay I am going to start now, so I can look great by summer. I will then start a program, lose a few lbs. and slowly (or sometimes not so slowly) go right back to those same unhealthy habits. I want this year to be different. I choose to be different. I want to do right by my body. My Mom had diabetes, high blood pressure, heart disease, arthritis and died from kidney failure. She didn't die young. She was 82, but her quality of life could have been so much better if she would have taken better care of herself. Maybe she did the best she could. I don't know. My sister died of lung cancer. She was 46 years old. She had met and married the man of her dreams just a few years before the diagnosis and only lived 3 weeks after receiving the news. It was horrible. I cannot describe the fear that ripped through my body after he...