Stunning.
A Split Second
This last Saturday a co-worker was ‘taken’ from his wife and family. In a motorcycle accident with his wife he was given a split second to decide what he valued more the life of his wife or his own. Investigators say the way he landed the bike virtually saved her life.
A split second.
I briefly knew Steve, however, I respected him and the way he treated everybody he worked with. All day Sunday Anthony and I talked about just two days before seeing him in the office grabbing a cup of coffee.
A split second.
If given a split second I fear I would beg to not be ripped from the embrace of my family, to make the reality of how precious our lives are not so harsh. Have I done everything I needed, said everything that should have been said, will everyone in my life know exactly what they mean to me and how blessed I am to know them
A split second.
If we lived our lives for every ‘split second’ would things be different, or would fear engulf and keep us from actually living?
There is a story behind this, if you can believe it - this is how it goes dont mind the low end photography it just adds to the beauty of the story. My best friend and I share the most comical stories and when we try to relate them we get the same blank stares one would get talking pig latin to a 5 year old, so most times we keep them as inside jokes and refer back to them often. But because this picture is saved to my desktop I figured what the hell might as well share it, someone is bound to understand, right? One day while driving down the street we pull up behind a big black SUV with an old English font sticker on the back of their window, it was obviously an advertisement for a business but the calligraphy was so elaborate and fancy that the title looked like "Street Life Photography" we both laughed til we cried each of us stepping all over the other to come up with a funny scenario that would inspire you to call "Street Life Photography" : Your boyfriend finally gets parole in time for your sons baptism who you gonna call . . . . . "Street Life Photography"! ; Your baby momma just got employee of the month at Del Taco who you gonna call . . . . . "Street life Photography"! Your uncle just graduated from the community college tech program who you gonna call . . . . "Street life Photography"! Oh yeah we went on like that for a minute, then as we get closer we read it said "Sweet life Photography" which made the 15 minutes we spent on that scenario that much better. We live in Utah for hell's sake does anyone here know the meaning of STREET LIFE? So this became an ongoing joke between Anthony and I only giving further proof to the waive of communication 2 people can have. So what does the above picture mean to this story well,
Your girlfriends first trip on a city bus, who you gonna call........ "Street Life Photography"!
The life of a Pitbull - Ty
Mi Amore Bella
.jpg)
Who says pitbulls are vicious -
ok ok she is pretty tough but she is my sweet princess Bella
My hips have found a sway to them I thought Id lost
I try to stay focused on things I thought were goals
But I find silly adventures with him more enticing
I can see in his eyes he loves to hear me read
He watches me in the bath like every time is the first time seeing me
He still kisses me like he misses me
He refuses to let his scars affect our joy
He patiently waits for my storms to pass
Every day I wonder if I could possibly love him more tomorrow
And every day I answer “apparently I can”
Ive found passion in the most random accomplishments
We giggle in the mornings and hold each other at night
Ive embraced my bipolar existence as long as he rides shotgun
He tells me we’re getting there and I think “it gets better?”
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
.jpg){kind=link}