I heart Julie. (Luke and Julie Engagements)
Julie was even more then I could have hoped for. She is beautiful, funny, down to earth, kind and oh so easy to be around. I hugged her right away and could hardly contain my excitement. You see, one day, long a ago, I met Luke Drake. I think one of the first times I met him he came up behind me with some wolverine claws, and later brought out his Lord of the Rings sword. You can understand why I would be friends with him quickly. Luke then introduced me to his sister (she was looking for a roomie) who is now one of my very favorite people/closest, ever, friends. In the duration of time I have known Luke, I have never, ever, ever, heard him talk about a girl, let alone met one he liked. So you can imagine my excitement knowing I was going to meet this very special girl.
This is my confession. After our shoot, I texted Luke to tell him that Julie was wonderful and I was so happy for him. I was ecstatic to hear that Julie had just told him that she thinks her and I will be great friends.
I was happy to hear the spark was mutually felt. Thank you Luke for introducing me to Julie. And oh yeah, I am happy for you two. Your pretty much perfect together. I am sure your wolverine claws were what won her.
A Girl Named 'Chuck'. 1.11.11.
I counted sixteen balloons as they rose into the solemn sky. They stood out plainly against the gray clouds as the balloons were a light-baby-girl-pink. That is, save one deep pinkish-fuchsia balloon that drifted higher then the others, leading the way for the other balloons to follow. We all laughed when Shannon, 2 year old cousin of Charlotte, mourned the loss of her balloon while we were mourning the loss of sweet baby Charlotte AKA Chuck. I watch as a few of the children run to Whitney and Matt (Chuck's parents) to hug them. Behind me I could hear the sweet impromptu of a hymn sang by a loving Grandfather and two adoring uncles. Silence fell upon everyone present as we relished in our thoughts and the reverence of the moment at hand.
Eventually, little by little, we all left to give Whitney and Matt some time alone with their daughter. As me and my dad walked back to our car, I focused on the crunching snow under my feet as I reflected on the week I just watched my family endure. I look to Chuck's parents with admiration, love and respect. I thought about the strength they had, the positivity, and gratitude they exemplified through out this time. They looked for their "big fish" and saw the blessings the darkest of times. Just like the deep-pinkish-fuchsia balloon, they have lead the way for the rest of us to follow.
