March 2013 in Photo’s

Dear Lincoln,

Sorry I haven’t wrote in a while little buddy, but it’s been quite busy this month.  Between Grandma Boo and her cancer treatments and Aunt Carlee and Uncle Jesse welcoming their little baby girl into the world (your cousin Huxlee), work and spending time with you I just haven’t had the time to write.  But on the upside, we have spent a ton of time together and truth be told thats a lot more fun than writing.

I don’t have much time right now but I thought I would post some photo’s from March and as soon as I can I will write.  There is still so much to tell you, and so many photo’s to share from St. Patty’s Day, our trip to Georgia to see your new cousin Huxlee, Easter with Grandma Boo, and so much more.  But for now here’s a little of March.

I love you little man, Puppa

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It’s a Good Thing to Give Thanks

Lincoln and Momma learning about monkeys.

Dear Lincoln

It’s been so busy around here lately that I have barely enough time to do any writing or photo editing.  But, I’m in retail and this time of year gets pretty hectic.  I’m fortunate that I work for a christian based company that is closed on Thanksgiving and we were able to travel north to be with family on Thanksgiving with family at the Kirsch farm.

The weather couldn’t have been any better, sunny and warm, an absolutely beautiful day to explore the farm with your cousin Luke.  What an explorer you were, climbing around log piles, into the chicken coop, wandering the barn to feed the cows and sheep, and you even wanted to take one of the tractors for a ride.

Spending the day with family was amazing.  Everyone was so excited to see you, your loved a whole lot!

Thanksgiving is a day for spending time with family, stuffing oneself with food, football, and even an afternoon nap.  But its also a day that we give thanks for what we have, something I believe we should do more often then just once a year.

The Psalmist tells us, “It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High:” (Psalms 92:1)

Do any of us have a need in our lives? Do any of us have something we need God’s help with? I feel pretty confident in answering yes to both questions. Many times I’ve heard people say, “What do I have to be thankful for?” And my heart breaks  a little for them because I know they are having a rough time. I know they are hurting, and the needs they have are real and overwhelming. I know that without God stepping in, things will only get worse.

At some point in your life little man this might be describing you.  You might find yourself saying, “What do I have to be thankful for?” Well I pray that at those times that you feel overwhelmed and you start to question what is good in your life that you will just whisper a prayer of thanksgiving as I did on this Thanksgiving Day.  “Thank You Lord for the food you have given me today. There are things going on in my life that I need help with, but right now I just want to say thank you for what you have provided.”  Just offering thanks to God before a meal should remind us that God is the Great Provider. Who knows? It may not be long before you have a whole list of new things to thank God for!

This year has been full of trials and tribulations, but it has also brought hope, love, and great joy into our lives.  Great Grandpa Buck lost his battle with cancer on June 28th, Nana and mine wedding anniversary.  We were all there to say our goodbyes, and he passed gently with Nana by his side.  It was 2 days later that Aunt Carlee and Uncle Jesse told us that they were pregnant, she is due March 1st 2013 (it’s a girl).  We then found out that Great Grandpa Jim has cancer and was starting treatments soon.  Then suddenly Great Great Grandma Laurel passed away, Great Grandpa Jim was holding her hand when she told him she loved him and then passed away.  Our next trial was finding out that Great Grandma Boo has advanced cancer and for the last few months she has been going through chemotherapy and radiation.  These treatments have taken their toll on Boo but she is a fighter.  The toll has been great on the family as well, some question why us?  Haven’t we been tested enough God?

“What do I have to be thankful for?”  Great Grandpa Jim recently had surgery for his cancer, the results…it’s gone.  Now he just goes for checkups every 6 months.  Great Grandma Boo?  We were told at the beginning that the outlook was bleak, she may not make it to Christmas and that the treatments were only being done to make her comfortable, reduce the pain.  The cancer was too advanced.  Treatments are over and her checkup revealed that we don’t have all the answers but God does, her cancer had shrunk by 50%.  Even the doctors were surprised.  My first granddaughter is due next March!  I see you almost everyday.  I have amazing, loving daughters and sons (I can’t stand the term in-laws).  I get to start and end each day with the woman of my dreams, your Nana.  I could go on, I’m blessed and I know it.  I have found that I’m a simple man that finds great joy in the simple pleasures of life, a gift given to me by God.

“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.” (James 1:17)

I pray little man that you grow to be a simple man, enjoying the simple pleasures that life bestows upon you.  Learn to express your gratitude, do not dwell on what you don’t have but rather be grateful for all the blessings in your life.

I know that God has blessed me, and I know that I love you, Puppa

Exploring the farm

You are You-Nique

Dear Lincoln,

On Sundays I enjoy the early mornings with a nice cup of hot coffee, reflecting on the weeks activities and a little bible reading.  Today I want to share with you what I read this morning.

“Let us not become boastful, challenging one another, envying one another.”  Galatians 5:26

As a whole, secular thinking doesn’t believe that God made you you-nique.  What secular thinking does believe simply is that “You can be anything you want to be.”

Be a writer if you want to, a photographer if you please.  Be President of the United States if you really want.  You can be anything you want to be.  But can you really?  If God didn’t give you the gift of words of a writer, the eye and patience of a photographer, or the world vision of a president, can you really be one?  Perhaps an unhappy and dissatisfied one.  But a happy, fulfilled one? No.  An acorn cannot become a daisy, a mayfly cannot become a eagle, and lead cannot become gold.  You cannot be anything you want to be.

But you can be everything God wants you to be.

The message here Lincoln is that each of us is an original.

I love you, Puppa

I’m like an onion, let’s peel back a few layers

Dear Lincoln,

Looking back at the letters I have written you I realized that I had promised to tell you about me and so far I haven’t. I intend to fix that now. Bear with me as some of the things that I will tell you now will need further expanlation but for right now let’s keep it to brief snippits.

I was born in Saginaw Michigan

I am the oldest of three boys, my middle brother is Jack and youngest is Jeff

My parents divorced when I was 17

I held several jobs during my senior year in high school to help support the family. I drove a delivery van at 4 in the morning before school for a bakery. After school I worked on a dairy farm for a few hours, then to a little corner pharmacy as a janitor and then ended my night as a dishwasher-bus boy at a family owned restaurant, home after midnight.

My family comes first!

In school I played football, basketball, baseball, track and golf.

I had severe asthma when I was young and spent way too many nights each fall-winter in the hospital in an oxygen tent. I eventually grew out of it.

I was turned down for military service due to my medical record of asthma.

I don’t like being told I can’t do something

I pray daily

I read the bible and find comfort in it’s pages

I believe that its more important to count the life in your years and not the years in your life. Like Fluffy Guy always says, “I don’t want to die tomorrow knowing I could of had cake tonight”

I love you more than anything!

Your Nana was my high school sweetheart and still is!

I had a photography studio for 20 years

I am the family photographer, the keeper of memories through a camera lens

Over the years your momma has claimed that I have become “sappy”

I don’t hide my emotions

I make sure that the people that matter know it.

It is not uncommon for me to read 6 books at one time, I enjoy reading

Every year, when asked what I want for my birthday or Christmas, everyone knows the answer… a hot cup of coffee, a good book and a warm bosom. You’ll understand later

Integrity means a lot to me, it’s not what you do when someone is watching, it’s what you do when no ones watching.

I learned the definition of being a man from my Papa and Great Great Grandpa Buck

I know that it’s harder to do whats right then what is easy. I’ll always chose whats right

I write poetry

I have been a retail manager for over 30 years

I listen to all types of music

My favorite movie is Shawshank Redemption

I have read every Harry Potter book more than once and loved them

My favorite author is Mitch Albom

I support mom and pop establishments

I was baptized Presbyterian but changed religions when I was in 6 grade to Catholic because I wanted more out of my church. At the time my church did not allow me to attend mass because they said I was too young to understand, so I started attending St George Catholic Church in Saginaw with a friend.

I attended 3rd grade catechism while I was in 6th grade so that I could become Catholic

I can’t sing but love to, and you seem to enjoy it

I played the violin, drums and guitar when I was younger

I still play the guitar

Words are important to me, always watch how you say things, words can heal as well as hurt.

I have never smoked. My mom, your Great Grandma Luna, told me when I was entering junior high that peer pressure would force me to try smoking and she understood if I did. Like I said before I don’t like being told I can’t do something, I said I wouldn’t smoke and I never have.

I believe we all have the ability to chose, so chose wisely.

I miss Smokey the Bear commercials “Only you can prevent forest fires”

My first job was being a paperboy for the Saginaw News when I was 11 years old. 7 days a week, 300 papers a day.

During the summer I pushed an ice-cream cart around the neighborhood to earn extra money. I haven’t seen an ice-cream cart in years.

I think this is a good start. I don’t want to reveal too much at one time, mystery and suspense is sometimes a good thing and you always want to leave them wanting more.

I love you little man, Puppa

“Into the Mystic”

Dear Lincoln,

Let’s talk about music today. Just like your momma and everyone else in our family, you truly love all types of music. When your momma was growing up Nana and I exposed her to all types of music, pop, rock, country, jazz, blues, gospel, classical, pretty much everything. You love to listen to music and when a song comes on that resonates in you you direct all your attention to the direction of where the music is coming from. Depending on the song you will get quiet, mellow, or start to dance, but always a smile appears on your face.

Now I can say that you do enjoy all types of music like your momma. Your momma has made sure that you hear a variety of music, but today I wanna talk about one particular song, “Into the Mystic”. I played this song the first time I rocked you to sleep. You were a little fussy, but as soon as you heard this song you quieted right down, snuggled your head into my neck and soon were fast asleep. Ever since then when I lay you down for a nap I play this song and you become very peaceful with a small smile on your face. I guess you could say this is our song. I think your drawn to this song for the same reason I am, it has a soothing, calm, medium-paced tempo.

“Into the Mystic” was written by Northern Irish singer-songwriter Van Morrison and featured on his 1970 album Moondance and is among the most popular songs doctors listen to while operating. The song was recorded during the Moondance sessions at A&R Recording Studios in New York City between September and November 1969.
The lyrics are about a spiritual quest, typical of Morrison’s work. Bass thrums like a boat in motion, and the song comes back to water as a means of magical transformation. Compared to “Yesterday” by The Beatles, It has been described as “another song where the music and the words seem to have been born together, at the same time, to make one perfectly formed, complete artistic element.“

In an interview Morrison said this about the song: “Originally I wrote it as ‘Into the Misty’. But later I thought that it had something of an ethereal feeling to it so I called it ‘Into the Mystic’. That song is kind of funny because when it came time to send the lyrics in WB Music, I couldn’t figure out what to send them. Because really the song has two sets of lyrics. For example, there’s ‘I was born before the wind’ and ‘I was borne before the wind’, and also ‘Also younger than the son, Ere the bonny boat was one’ and ‘All so younger than the son, Ere the bonny boat was won’ … I guess the song is just about being part of the universe.”

Here are the lyrics to the song that I have sung to you more times than I can count.

We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when that fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don’t have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificently we will float into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don’t have to fear it
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will float into the mystic
Come on girl…

As always Lincoln, I love you all the way to the moon and back, Puppa

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