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Veuillez excuser mon absence en ce moment sur Flickr, déménagement oblige. Je compte me rattraper début octobre et avoir le plaisir de regarder l'ensemble de vos photos. Bon week-end à tous et à très bientôt.
LACPIXEL - 2022
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- Em biết làm gì đây - khóc cũng khóc rồi .
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- Hẹn gặp các anh , lần sau vậy !
Let us all strive to bring a smile to another's face and warmth and hope to their heart. Happy new year, a year of hope...
Author Unknown.
(por cierto, me encanta esta frase! By the way, i really love this quote).
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These birds normally live in Africa. However, in Southern California there is a small population that escaped from various aviaries.
haha... I took so many these kind of silly photos at that time.
tonight is the final night in ikebukuro, and we'll leave here to the hotel near summer sonic tomorrow.
ciao ciao fuji rock, echigo yuzawa, naeba, tokyo, ikebukuro, muji in the east exit, manju cafe and neko, kamakura, 湘南beach, pola exhibition, beach boys and bikini girls, tsukiji and sushi, nakano and natura films, ebisu and old cameras and 餃子, tea time, 戶田公園 and yukata and fireworks, bic camera....., kimie, tae, mika, shereen, nana, may, jonathan, mario, aya, daisuke, 涼子nana, samzo, yuko, kayo, oki, 関口, masa. ;)))
we will miss you soooooooooooooooooooooooo much!!!!! *daisuki*
Disclaimer: I was asked to do a hard task. The grandmother pulled me aside and asked me to film some shots of the baby so they could make some necklaces to remember her. To have her photo, all dolled up. I am going to post some of them because I am proud to have had her in my life as long as I did. Some might find it "morbid" that I was asked to do this, or that I'm even posting shots of her and other random things from the day (a cross, the setup), but this is my way of coping. There is nothing bad about them really but I know some might not want to see her. Later as everyone was leaving Marla knew something was up because I was still there cleaning up with her mom and she said "You're going to take photos aren't you?". I told her yes that Anne Marie had asked me and as she went to hug me she said, I'd never want any other photographer on this entire earth to photograph my baby than my best friend, thank you and i love you". She walked out and that was that. There I sat all alone to photograph this angel. In my life I separate my art time from my pain and struggle it is my release. This was the first time I truly had my art and lens cause pain. I cried the entire time I was taking these photos. I've not stopped crying almost all day.
How the day went:
Stumbled to the phone stubbing my toe, I had finally fallen into an almost impermeable slubmer. Faces of angels and cries alike flowing through my lobes and I felt sullen. Sullen girl, still looking back and living in the now like you strive to. Running from now. I could not scope the gravity of my sadness. My daughter was everywhere, my best friend was in pain and there was energy from her angel to. Saying works in a foreign language to stop the pain in my toe I was told "The viewing/funeral is at 4-9pm today. I was also given the OK to come regardless of exposure more every single person had the chicken pox and from what we have gathered last night not two days from now is the last day of worry for exposure. My mom looked in her diary to when she first saw bumps appear to when the pain actually started. Maybe she said that but Marla and family said they didn't care if I was doused in them they wanted me there. My mom was in to much pain to go and very sick. Big man was left home with her to get her drinks and stuff when she needed. Only thing she had to do was get her own medicine.
Little man dressed in his best outfit, pressed khakis and a dress shirt, we got his hair cut yesterday (free woo!) and he looked sharp. I remember fixing the knot on his tie and thinking. One day I will do this for his wedding, fix his tie already done and he will say "AWW MAH STOP IT"S FINE" and smile large. Next to him I pictured a little girl dancing in a beautiful pink dress, bow tie in the back at her waist, a sun hat atop her head. And I perched my ear real big to try to hear the laughter that was not there. My heart was already breaking. In the car we go and on the way there I try to explain to him the severity of what he is about to see, feel, hear. How do you tell your child about these things without crying? I wiped tears and told him my heart was bursting with sadness and that I loved him. Tears welled up in his eyes as I spoke of the little angel departed. I told him to not be afraid of what he sees and while she might not look like a "normal" baby, normal is overrated and that she is a precious being. Beautiful no matter what. That he not say the words "I'm sorry the baby died, instead to say I'm sorry Ms. Marla and I love you". Pull into the LOVE funeral home; I see Marla's Expedition and grandpas car (her dads). For a while my brain wanted to believe I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, that I was making this all up in my head and I'd wake up soon. Seeing their cars made it real. It took me four tries to actually park the car right. Two tries to lock the car and one try to get little man out of his car seat. In order though, my brain was the one rattled.
Fifteen steps to the brass doors, and the violent red/green rug that just screamed funeral home. It took me to memories of the day we had my daughter's memorial, the day my grand mom died. The hushed dreary music flowing through the halls. Hallway was so long I wanted to run in the opposite direction no matter how hard it was to push my marshmallow feet to find the right room. Anne Marie (Marla's mom) walked out and gave me a huge hug, Marla was walking to the bathroom in the background and had not seen us yet. I asked how she was doing and she replied "I'm being the strong one, but Marla has not spoke a word to anyone". Little man hugged her tight and said he was sorry and loved her. Just like i said, and he meant it. She picked him up and walked him into another room and I went to find the bathroom. Turn the corner and Marla is sitting on a bench staring at a wall. For a split second she was me I was looking at and I was about 8 years younger than now. I knew that look. She saw me and ran right up to me gave me the biggest bear hug and burst into uncontrollable tears, I did to. We sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. My shoulder wet with tears and i told her I loved her and that I was happy she was alive and OK in that way. That I was there for her and to hold her and that no matter what I understood. That it hurt me to hear her cry and go through this, but I was there to go through this together. About five minutes later her mom came in a broke up our sobbing huggy mess so we could spend some time with the angel before others started to arrive. I went into the other room set up for friends to give them some time. Marla found me shortly afterward and escorted me to the front. She said as far as they were all concerned we ARE family and that I was to sit with them in the front the entire time.
Soon my eyes came upon a beautiful bassinet equipped with some small toys and a mobile with stars on them. A little pink hat on the middle. And there she lay. Honestly you are a bit afraid it is normal when you first see a corpse of any type. Natural reaction, it is also normal to fear what she might look like with all the abnormalities and such. Tiny fingers clutched around a rosary and to me she looked like an angel. Not a monster or a child who died due to numerous deformities of internal and external things. There laid a real life angel. One I will call my godchild still. I kneeled at the transportable alter in front of her and said my bit, not so much to god as the day my Paige died so did my religion, but more to her and Georgie. Georgie is Marla's brother who killed himself this past year. I told him and Paige and everyone to look over her. I do believe our love ones look over us once they passed. Went back to sit with Marla and hugged Greg and grandpa and grand mom (Anne Marie) held my hand. We all tried to talk of other things in the world but the stare Marla would get sometimes I knew she was thinking about everything that could have been different.
Pregnant friends and family came to the viewing and every one of them it was like Marla was shooting lasers. I couldn't be in the room with a pregnant woman for ages after I lost Paige. My mom and law was pregnant so it was a hard feet. Many people showed up about two hours after I got there. We talked and she told me the nightmare she dredged through the past few days. Told me she thought it best she went when she did because she didn't want her to be in pain, and that is the solace she has that her baby girl is not suffering. How the moment she passed in her fathers arms this look of peace came over her. We cried and cried and hugged and then BS'd and I made her laugh a little. Her finally talking about this, the first time she did she described all the gruesome details and in that moment i knew she is going to be OK soon. She is open about it, she's not running. She is devastated, who is not?
Her boys and little man where getting a bit out of hand so I opted to bring little man home, given my mom could watch him. I drove back here dropped him off after I set them up with a movie and some dinner. Went to drive back and as soon as I sat in the car torrential downpour. I drove anyway. Stuff flying past me there were some wicked winds, blurry eyes, tear-strewn face. I was a mess .By the time I got back I had enough time to hug her boys and they were off to play at a friends house to just get away.
I missed the sermon, that is Ok though I'm' not religious.
Then HIS family started to arrive some very respectful, one of them kept getting calls on her cell phone and I just saw Marla getting more and more pissed off. I marched right up to her (don't know what got in to me!) and told her to either shut it off or get the hell out of the building. She turned it off, and didn't say a word. Marla gave me a wink and a thank you on that one. Eventually we talked about the things she is going to hear "everyone is going to tell you, you can have another. Or that it was gods will, or that things happen for a reason. She said "nothing will ever make this right, I'll just have to learn to deal with it but there is no God-given or any type of true right of this wrong. I told her 8 years later I agree with her. I still can't shop for little girl outfits, my mom shopped for the baby shower. When I see a little girl I think looks like what Paige would have, i burst into tears.
No parent should bury his or her child.
We are so much alike and she told me she felt comfort in my being there because she knows I was there for her and that she could say and talk about anything with me, but mostly because she knows I have been right where she is. In so many words, that I really understood.
Everyone paid their respects, Marla finally had to leave because her feet and legs were so swollen she couldn't bend them! She delivered not so long ago and has been on her feet since pretty much, Greg and her waked up to the bassinet and lifted the hood back. At the same time they bent down and gave the baby a kiss on each cheek and I lost it I had to walk out of the room. They gathered some of the roses and random flowers that had been sent. One last goodbye I witnessed and then the discussion about the photography came in. Anne Marie stayed behind to get the rest of the other things and left me for the most part alone in this large room with the baby to shoot what I thought would look good on the necklace and just some photos for the family.
I was crying so hard I could barely turn on my camera but I did, for them. I was the last in the room with the baby; she is to be cremated tonight. I gave her a tiny kiss on her cheek and told her to kiss angel wings. That we all loved her even though she only stayed here on earth 23 and half hours. That we will all see her soon and that she is so loved more loved than any could imagine and that I was happy she wasn't in pain. To give Paige a hug from mommy.
Looked back over my shoulder while I was walking away trying to get out of my mind that it was the last and first time I had ever seen my goddaughter.
Slowly I shut the French doors behind me right after I took a final shot.
Fell out in the hallway and finally gathered myself up enough to drive back to Marla's'. Stayed a few minutes they put Marla to bed, drove home and here I am.
I'm a mess and in photo post, these were the hardest set of photos I have ever taken.
Today was beautiful and horrible and wonderful and sad, and closure.
Rest in Peace dear Angel, rest in peace.
Cry -- Godley & Creme
You don't know how to ease my pain
You don't know
You don't know how to ease my pain
You don't know what the sound is darlin'
It's the sound of my tears fallin'
Or is it the rain?
You don't know how to play the game
You cheat
You lie
You make me wanna cry
You make me wanna cry
Cry...
You make me wanna cry
You don't know how to ease my pain
You don't know
You don't know how to ease my pain
Don't you hear any voices cryin'?
That's the sound of my love dyin'
Here comes the rain
You don't know how to play the game
You cheat
You lie
You don't even know how to say goodbye
You make me wanna cry
You don't know
You don't even know how to say goodbye
You make me wanna cry
You don't even know how to say goodbye
You make me wanna cry
Cry...
For you my darlin..... this song's stuck in my head....
Say Goodbye
So here we are tonight, you and me together
The storm outside, the fire is bright
And in your eyes I see whats on my mind
Youve got me wild, turned around inside
And then desire, see, is creeping up heavy inside here
And do you feel the same way as I do now
Now lets make this an evening
Lovers for a night, lovers for tonight
Stay here with me, love, tonight
Just for an evening
When we make our passion pictures
You and me twist up as secret creatures
And well stay here
Tommorrow go back to being friends
Go back to being friends, but tonight lets be lovers, we kiss and sweat
Well turn this better thing
To the best
Of all we can offer, just a rogue kiss
Tangled tongues and lips,
See me this way
Im turning and turning for you
Girl, just tonight
Float away here with me
An evening just wait and see
But tommorrow go back to your man
Im back to my world
And were back to being friends
Wait and see me,
Tonight lets do this thing
All we are is waisting hours until the
Sun comes up its all ours
On our way here
Tommorrow go back to being friends
Go back to being friends
Tonight lets be lovers, say you will
And hear me call, soft-spooken
Whispering love
A thing or two I have to say here
Tonight lets go all the way then
Love Ill see you
Just for this evening
Lets strip down, trip out at this
One evening starts with a kiss
Run away
And tommorrow
Back to being friends
Lovers...love...lovers
Just for tonight, one night...love you
And tommorrow say goodbye
Say Goodbye :x đúng like bài nài :x .
EmYêuChị^^~
Sarang ton now a nei ton now : )
Sao chị khôg chờ e ?
Đến cuối cùng người như chị đối w e qá xấu xa !
Chị đã là một phần trong cuộc sống của e : )
Em yêu chị . em đã nuôi hy vọng !
Say goodbye ! Oh saygoodbye ..
Cmt cho Fu đi :* No chùa nhé :x Chùa 3 má chết chùm :-q =))
he'll be thirteen next week. i'm not sure when it happened......when he switched from harry potter at bedtime to george carlin. but i know this. there's no turning back.
Full set: www.flickr.com/photos/d_saygoodbye/sets/72057594065810552/
Last night for my Rock and Roll History class we were required to attend the final dress rehearsal for the play "Jesus Christ Super Star". It was interesting to photograph sitting in a center seat pretty far back from the stage. I wasn't aware we were going so i only had my camera with basic lens and such but still had fun with the shots!
It was so cute, I was doing some photo post from the In-V show (galleries can be seen here and here), and I look out my window just looking for anything to distract me for five minutes. See this trail of little men walking in a row and I see their mouths moving. Open my window and there are my boys and their best friend strumming and singing walking along the road from their friends house to ours. Grabbed up my camera and tried to get a shot off before they got to the house but I have A.D.D and got distracted with my new kitten. Still got a few shots of them and one of them is right here. They are all pretty decent with a guitar but one of them I'll not name who has an outstanding voice but feels he's too small to out sing the others. One of them is amazing on the guitar because he has played most of his life and later once I got the last on some drums sets in the house, they had a really cute little thing going on.
I thought deep down I hope this is not my sons attempt at getting my attention since mainly they see I shoot bands all the time, LOL but that is just me being the overthinking mother that I am. The boys and I are having some time together tonight before my "date" or whatever it can be classified as. I think I'm going to leave my camera at home? *gasp* ok ok maybe not.
:)
Man..ich werde dich soo vermissen :(
was mach ich da nur ohne dich? ich brauch doch jmd zum kuscheln da! :D :P
naya, wir schaffen das <3
Liebe Dich, Maus :*
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Chĩ 6 ngày nữa thôi đc. tung hoành tại nhà trị Gấu thăn yêu :x sắp đc. tắm bồn r ố yeh :)) và Gia đình FKCZ sẽ đc. đoàn tụ :x còn ai có tâm hồn đầy tâm xà thì saygoodbye nhé :-h
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