Why is it, do you think, the things that are good for us are not the things we want? In the"good for us" column, there would be a complacency. We would be settling, maybe, for something that is safe, predictable. In the "things we want" column, there is fire, passion, and with it comes pain, tears, and confusion.
Which would you choose?
The good without the passion, always wondering, with sadness what it could have been? The wanting, with the tears and pain.....
Today is Mitzi's birthday. I would give anything if I could call her and tell her happy birthday. Last year, when I called her on her birthday, she was very sick. She tried to talk, but she just couldn't. I miss her so much.
Baz did this photo for the family, when Mitzi passed away. It was a very kind and heart felt act that was loved and appreciated by all of us.
There were so many of you that made her last days a bit better. All the cards brought a little light into the darkness of the disease she was fighting. I was there and saw the smiles and heard the happiness in her voice, as she talked about the cards.
Those of you who knew her, know what a special person she was. She wasn't just my sister-in-law, she was one of the best friends I ever had. She knew me better than most.
Happy Birthday Mitzi Lynn...I love you and I miss you so much.........
Let me begin by saying, NEVER take your daughter on an adventure. They always have to pee or have something to whine about, which always cuts the adventure short. I was hoping Morticia could go with me, but she was otherwised engaged. We're planning on going back together.
When I saw todays theme, I knew where I wanted to go. There's an old school here...Fletcher Memorial School. It's been closed for many years. It's said to be haunted by a teacher that was pushed down the stairs by a student. There are also reports of a man who hung himself here years ago.
It has become a pasttime for teenagers to visit the old school at night. They're looking for the ghost. There have been a few of the young ones in my family that have made this little trip.
The school has been unoccupied since the early 70's. I think it was built in the early 1900's, but I haven't been able to verify that yet. It just sits there now...falling apart bit by bit.
I took this photo, of my daughter, for a workshop that my friend, Baz, hosted. I, literally, threw my daughter in the azaleas to get a "framed" shot. I was a little pressed for time. LOL But, I love this shot of my daughter.
It's been some time since I've been able to participate in "Images and Words". My life stays very busy with work and school, but I have missed it.
When I saw this weeks theme, a photo I had taken came to mind. I shot this picture on my way to Ga. when my Sister-in-law had passed away. We came into this small place in the early hours of the morning. It's called "Banks Lake". The fog was thick over the lake, and to me, the cypress trees seemed to be posed in an elegant and mystical dance, all their own. It was hauntingly beautiful, and so very peaceful.
Banks Lake is also a wild life refuge, and I hope to one day go back, and spend a day there, just taking pictures.
All that said, here's my entry for this weeks theme.... For more "Images and Words"...click here.