Robe De Mariée festklänningar Balklänning Robe De Mariée Robe De Mariée Balklänning

no fear in death:

graveyard-photo-shoot (22)graveyard-photo-shoot (20)graveyard-photo-shoot (19)graveyard-photo-shoot (18)graveyard-photo-shoot (17)graveyard-photo-shoot (16)graveyard-photo-shoot (3)graveyard-photo-shoot (15)graveyard-photo-shoot (14)graveyard-photo-shoot (13)graveyard-photo-shoot (12)graveyard-photo-shoot (11)graveyard-photo-shoot (10)graveyard-photo-shoot (18)graveyard-photo-shoot (19)graveyard-photo-shoot (2)graveyard-photo-shoot (1)graveyard-photo-shoot (3)graveyard-photo-shoot (2)graveyard-photo-shoot (1)

i was driving down i-81 singing In Christ Alone and began thinking about what that song might look like portrayed through the medium of photography. of course, this is my representation, but it’s quite significant to me. most of the inspiration came from these particular verses…

And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny.

virginia-beach-family-session (7)virginia-beach-family-session (8)virginia-beach-family-session (1)virginia-beach-family-session (2)virginia-beach-family-session (6)virginia-beach-family-session (5)virginia-beach-family-session (4)virginia-beach-family-session (3)

this past summer i took a virginia road trip to see a few of the people who make my life happy. this was the second stop of my mini vaca… a day with my cousins and their beyond precious twins. we were at the zoo the day of the DC earthquake. crazy, right? the weirdest part, we didn’t feel it (i was secretly bummed about that). after coming home, we played hide and seek for about 6 hours (give or take) and then i snapped these few images of my cousin teaching his kids how to ride a bike. this is one of those small moments in time that make up this crazy, beautiful life. once you learn to ride a bike, you don’t really unlearn to ride a bike. it’s a rite of passage. precious little Ava riding down their neighborhood street with her dad and brother running next to her cheering her on. i look at these pictures and think how amazing children are, how we grow up too fast, how i wish i could freeze time and how proud i am that these people call me family. xo.

johnson-city-family-photorapher (6)johnson-city-family-photorapher (2)johnson-city-family-photorapher (3)johnson-city-family-photorapher (5)johnson-city-family-photorapher (4)johnson-city-family-photorapher (1)

i love how this family loves each other. so so precious. xo.

see ya soon, mamaw:

gladys-macfadden (1)

these two pictures make me feel a lot of things. they’re the last two pictures i will ever take of my Mamaw. funny how TomTom knew something was happening. doesn’t that say so much about our God though? even animals like to be comforted and to comfort those they adore. as i sat and held Mamaw’s hand, no words were spoken. nothing was heard except the noisy oxygen machine helping her breathe. periodically, she would squeeze my hand. she didn’t have to tell me she loved me. i knew. i’ve always known.

my Mamaw and Papaw are the textbook definition of supercrazyawesome grandparents. one of the things i’m most grateful for is the predictability, familiarity and security that they provided throughout my life. i knew upon arriving in the driveway of their one level, brick ranch i would be greeted with huge hugs in the breezeway of their home. i knew there would be a clear, glass cookie jar full of double-stuffed Oreos. i knew i would find the same old furniture that they have had since before i was born. don’t get me wrong, i like change. i love fast-paced. but oh the wonderful comfort and stability i have always felt in their home. it was a treasure to walk with Mamaw the last few days of her life here. she passed away in her bedroom at home. peacefully.

as i sit and write this, she’s dancing with Jesus and has a fabulous new body. no more sickness. she’s the happiest she’s ever been. how can i be sad knowing that? sure, i will miss her selfishly. there’s a void in my life as i’ve known it so far. but death is a part of life. it’s really a beautiful thing. as Christians, it’s what we live for – to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord {2 cor. 5:6-8}. oh, the rejoicing!

Gladys O’dell McFadden 12/08/1929 – 12/28/2011