Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Fatimah&Adam Wedding

At West Peachtree and 5th street, under high golden ceilings and through waves of warm light, love was celebrated.

It bloomed on tabletop pearled flowers and swirled across ripples of rich cake icing. It peeked through the playful eyes of a child and kindled in a mother's proud tears. It paraded across beads, jewels, and creases of fine fabrics. It graciously greeted with "how you been's" and "pleasure to see/meet you's". It laughed loud and sincere, hugged deep, and danced all through the night.

How beautiful the celebration, how amazing the love-Fatimah and Adam + family, friends, and community.


































































































Saturday, April 3, 2010

Sun in my Belly

Every other once-in-a-while, we loved ones get together and indulge in good food + good conversation.

It's nice to be in touch :)










Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Friday, March 26, 2010

Ode to Chocolat



Go ahead, it's Friday ;)

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Tuesday Nite Phone Call

It's my niece Kennedy on the line, and she is reading me a story for the first time.

She went from not being able to sit up on her own to a five-year old little girl who reads to aunty.



I'm so proud [big grin, teary eye]

My Homeo: Private Party

The middle of a Sunday afternoon, about an hour and a half south of Atlanta, he and I are rolling on the freeway - rocking like we usually do. I'm fighting sleep in the passenger seat when my phone rings - my foto session has to reschedule. Ah, no biggie, I still have another. Fast forward 15 minutes or so and the next session cancels. I'm pouting now because the light is oh-so-sweet and I rented camera equipment for those sessions....that have been cancelled. He doesn't even have to look over to see the disappointment on my face...he knows it. And before the words - the one that are stuck in my throat and wrapped around a tear ball in the middle - shatter out all over the sunny day and smooth ride we are having, he says..."it will be okay, it happens sometimes".

And I don't know why when he says it, I always believe him. Whether it's the little scratch that I really thought was a laceration in need of surgery or the extra $10 to have lunch the rest of the week - "it will be okay, it happens sometimes".

That and more is why he is my homeo - my father, my dad, my Daddy O.

He so graciously took the place of my cancellations that day, and this is what happened when "it happens sometimes"......