Angels Are Everywhere

Yesterday my children lost their father. There is no way I can take away their pain. If only I could, but I don’t know how.

Grief takes many forms, one of which is guilt. We ask ourselves, “Could I have said or done something differently? Could I have been more kind? Could I have said I love you more often?”

These are the kinds of questions that go through the mind right after the loss of someone you love. It happens.

At all times, but especially at a time of loss, angels step in, bringing us reminders that love is everywhere. They can take the form of friends, acquaintances, even strangers. Even in the form of grocery store clerks.

I went to pick up some food yesterday for us, in an attempt to make sure my kids kept their energy up. It’s a Mom thing I guess. While in one of the aisles, a young clerk came up to me and asked if he could help me find anything. When he saw the tears in my eyes, without hesitating he asked if I needed a hug. All I could do was nod my head. He hugged me.

At that moment, I was reminded that there are angels everywhere.

Rest in peace, Stephen. If you and I did nothing more, we brought two wonderful human beings into the world together. I know that you will find ways to look after them from the other side and I will do it from this one.

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Teach Them to Fail!

I couldn’t agree more. It seems these days everyone wants to be PC. Not me. I’m tired of it and I agree with Chad!

Throwback Thursday – This Redhead

When my daughter was born, I remember one of the nurses saying “look at that red hair!” Her grandmother on her father’s side was a redhead so I wasn’t too surprised.

As the doctor laid her on my belly, I looked at her and something told me it was going to be a wild ride. And it has been … in a good way.

We had our moments though, as mothers and daughters do. What mother hasn’t enforced a curfew and been told “I hate you!” Haha! Been there – done that. But I wouldn’t trade my life as her Mom for anything.

This image is one I took when she was fifteen. The year she thought she knew everything. It shows on her face, doesn’t it?

I know for sure that God is the one who got us through THOSE days. He has such a sense of humor!

She’s a lovely woman now with a sense of adventure that continues to inspire me and all who are lucky enough to know her.

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Be good to yourself and others. Namaste’

Good Times

This image came up today on my FB timeline and it took me right back to my years of being a single Mom. Wow!

There were some lean and lonely times but, looking back, I wouldn’t change anything.

I had a tribe of friends, family members and work associates who were all there when I needed them. We all grew together, supporting each other in every way we could. I truly believe there was divine guidance in play for all of us.

Many times there was too much month at the end of our money, so we would call each other and ask “what do you have in your pantry?” Then we would pool our food and get together for a meal with all the kids. Some of our meals were certainly creative, but it was a blast!

I’m very blessed to have these two children, Michele and Steve, who have grown into two fine adults. Even if they weren’t my children, I would choose them as my friends.

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Be good to yourself and each other. Namaste’

 

 

 

 

Comfortable In Her Own Skin

I hope all the Moms out there had the kind of Mother’s Day that you will cherish forever. As I reflected on the day and what it really means, I thought of all the wonderful things my Mom taught me. And there are many. But the one thing I’ve learned through her and because of her is to be comfortable in my own skin, to walk my own journey, leaving my mark but leaving no scars.

Another important thing I know is that every day is Mother’s Day. There hasn’t been a day in my life that I haven’t had thoughts of my children. I imagine that every mother feels the same. But our children don’t come out of the womb with a parenting manual and what mother hasn’t second-guessed her decisions and actions when it comes to raising them? That means we are human. We WILL leave our mark and yes, there WILL be scars, even though we try our best not to cause them.

This image is another double exposure of a floral image background (supplied by my daughter) and a wine label that I snapped in a grocery store. I could have named it “Siren Song” or something else just as provocative, but it spoke to me that this beautiful woman is comfortable in her own skin. Namaste’

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Regina (Reggie) is the co-author of the Art & Science of Recruiting, an award-winning photographic artist and photo blogger.

 

Throw Back Thursday – Blake

My grandson, Blake, is 18 today. It hardly seems possible.

BalloonsIt’s been said that anyone who takes pictures stops time. That’s exactly what this image does for me. I shot it on his second birthday; a day filled with cake, ice cream, games, balloons and lots of toys from adoring family members. I remember it like it was yesterday. (I’m pretty sure he had more fun with these balloons than anything else that day).

Blake made it a game for me to try to capture him in pictures. If he saw my camera, he would run and hide. So I learned to be rather stealth and sneak up on him … many times to the point of actually chasing him. We had such laughs when I would finally catch up to him and believe me, he was fast! But it was always an adventure and the kind of memories that I wouldn’t trade for anything.

Blake, you’re like your Mom in so many ways, especially your love of adventure. I hope you never lose that. And like she always says … “much love and adventure often.” Happy 18th Birthday.

Regina (Reggie) Arnold is a “flunked retirement” entrepreneur, co-author of The Art & Science of Recruiting, an award-winning photographic artist, and photo blogger.