Simply Peg's Place

L 'ame de la vie... 'The beautiful soul of life'

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

The greatest heartache, love, faith, prayers and a touch of pixie dust....

Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than
happiness ever can; and common sufferings are 
far stronger links than common joy's.
~Alphonse de Lamartine~


Our middle daughter is on the left...and her beautiful priceless
friend is on the right...
if you look close in this picture...you can see
that behind the smile of her beautiful friend...
is heartache and pain in her eyes...


This daughter got married right out of high school,
 her man was being deployed  to the Air force base in England.
Far from home, all young couples on base seem to bond.
and my daughter and her friend...and there husbands
did just that. So when my grandson was born (on the left) in England.
pictures came along with Raegan (on the right) her daughter.


They went place's together, the zoo, the beach, the pumpkin patch...
and there last trip was Germany early summer 2011.
My daughter and her husband were being sent to Alaska.


My daughter between her son and Raegan
these two little ones are 6 months apart in age.


This is one of my favorite pictures of 
Raegan with her mom, taken on the fourth of July 2011...
a beautiful healthy 2 1/2 year old baby girl...enjoying all
that is new in her world...
but a month later there world would be turned upside down...


This is by far one of my favorite pic's of these two wonderful little one's...
and I believe it was right here, on this playground...
that in August 2011 Raegan fell...
when she got up, she couldn't walk right...
So they brought her to the emergency room...
and from there things went in rapid fire motion...
the kind that leaves one breathless, in shock and denial
a parents worse nightmare..with no time to digest any of it...
Raegan had a brain tumor, a very aggressive one,
and it was cancerous. 

My daughter called me to tell me...
what was going on. She was in shock and tears. And
she was now stationed in Alaska.
The tumor  was the size of a adult fist!


Raegan was rushed to a hospital and they had surgery to remove this tumor.
But they new she needed more...
so this small family, this young mom and dad
with there one and only child
were sent state side to St Jude's...

The tumor had already grown back..I think there was now two of them
like the size of Golf balls.

They say when cancer enters your life...
its there to stay. I don't think any words have been truer.
My mom was diagnosed June 2011 and now
this sweet baby girl was in the fight of a lifetime.

I feel thing's in a way I can't explain to people...
it's very real, and grows stronger as I get older.
those very close to me, know of this gift...
that sometimes feels like a curse...
I cant pick or choose what I feel or why...
I don't have to be close to someone...to feel them.
But when I do...it's always very accurate...
sometimes I can't pin point the 'problem'
it's just a huge awareness that something is 'off'
It seems to be very strong in mental and physical well being.

so from the moment I heard about Raegan, this gift/curse
was at play...Feelings so strong they took my breath away
and I bonded, even tho I had not met this little family.

My daughter asked me in August, "mom what is your vibe on Raegan?"
i didn't answer her...because I didn't know how.
My mind, was in a turmoil. My mom had been given 3-9 months...
and yet i new she had more time!
how could I know she had more time...
when I also new, this precious, beautiful baby girl
was running out off time...
that didn't seem just or fair! 

'Without faith, we are as stained-glass windows in the dark'
~anonymous~

I have faith, and I hope and pray when I feel thing's that go against
what I want them to be... I pray even more, I want to be wrong
in every way possible...
But sometimes I wonder, if in the knowing...I can create a safety net of sort's
for those involved/ my daughter... 

My daughter kept asking what my 'vibe' was...
finally I said this to her, " I feel she is not going to make it,
that is why I haven't answered, and i pray I am wrong...
so be there in every way possible for her mom/parents "  

Because I 'feel' the way I do...there was not a day that went
by I didn't pray or think of this beautiful little girl and her parent's
grandparent's, all her family, and those that loved her.

I feel, the worry, the stress, the pain...as if it were me...
In some way's I am surprised I am posting this...because this part of 
me I share with very few people.
It doesn't make my life easier...
because I can be happy and just going along..
and then I will "feel someone"...

and yet this is "Who I am" who I have always been...
how can I deny what the good Lord created me to be?

Raegan's mom kept a carrying bridge page.
she updated everything that was going on at St. Jude's
the treatment's...the realities...
the good day's and bad day's
and at her young age...she did it with such honesty,
such reality..and with 
 such Faith!
(Allot like Vicky Westra who has a blog Westra World. She is fighting
stage 4 breast cancer... with the reality and faith and hopes and pains
of her journey..."All shall be well"  
you can visit Vicky's blog by following this link

I was pulled to this young woman,
her strength during what is a parents worse
nightmare...I grew to admire her,
respect her, and be a utter Fan!

Raegan celebrated her 3rd birthday in January 2012.
She was undergoing radiation and had been for several months
In  February 2012 they were looking forward
to taking her home, to have that down time...
and they did. Then they went back in March for a scan to see
how the radiation had done...  


And instead of everything they had hopped for and prayed for...
They were told, the tumors were now up and down her spine...in her
Brain stem...they were everywhere...
there was nothing more they could do...
they gave Raegan 3 weeks to 3 months.

Once again my daughter called in tears.
She booked  a flight..she had to see Raegan.
She wanted to make her a quilt...a quilt with pictures
of her and her parents...
a happy quilt in all the happy color's.

I was visiting my husband at this time in Port Angeles WA.
and this daughter was in Seattle WA.
I told her I would sew the top of the quilt together.
Then she could stitch on all the fabric piece's with picture's and do what she 
had pictured in her mind.


( The man who put all the pictures on the fabric, had tears
running down his face when i picked them up...A parent himself
and a grandparent...he was touched, knowing why this quilt was
being made and seeing each picture as he put them on the fabric) 

I have never forgotten that day of sewing...
I was in a 5th wheal camper...I was upset, I was pacing,
I text my daughter that I felt her flight was to far out...
that she may not make it in time to see Raegan..then as I am making
the top of this quilt..I am overwhelmed by the 'knowing' we are
running out of time. When I am working on a gift for someone...
I think about them...that is why I have so much joy in the homemade gift's
I make.
My poor husband had to listen to me..mumble...we are to late.
we are running out of time... He tolerates this side of me quiet well
half the time...other times it gets to him, he doesn't know what to think...
this was one of the times he did very well.
Because I kept telling him over and over
all day..we are to late, we are running out of time,
she is going very soon...
Again I text my daughter what I felt..and be there for her dear friends.
I got the top done, we were going to deliver it the next day.
My heart was heavy, I was sad, and prayed and prayed...
feeling all that I felt and hurting for all who loved this beautiful
beautiful lil baby girl...the urgency in me didn't go away.

The next day we are two blocks from my daughters apartment
when I get a Tex from my daughter...it was a forward from Raegan's
mom and  My daughter wrote: why would  she tease like this, it's not funny,
the Tex said something like this , "Raegan went to meet Jesus and got her wings"
   
I rapidly sent back a Tex..." Because Raegan is gone..it's a reality a truth".
At this point we are pulling into a parking spot..I jump out of the truck and run
to my daughters apartment door...she opens it and falls into my arm's
in utter grief and tear's...and then into her Dad's arm's.
The timing could not have been more perfect. For us to be there for our daughter.
This was my first experience of knowing someone who was loosing a child
and I was 48 years old. My daughter, Raegan's parents being in there early 20's!

You see My daughter was in denial there for a few minutes...
Raegan was given 3 weeks to 3 months...
Raegan only had 6 days!!!
But had I not text her the day before..had I not 'felt' Raegan 
leaving us...how much worse would it of been for her ???


The picture above is poignant in every way...
for it is the day, she was taken home.

My daughter still made her trip, but this blanket was now a gift to
Raegan's parents...


She and Raegan's mom also got matching tattoo's.
I think a tattoo like this is priceless..it says sometimes
what the heart can't put into words.


I think of Raegan often and her family...
below is a link to the tribute to Reagan's short life...
the music they picked, there faith, moving me to tears every time I watch it.
but I want you to know this beautiful lil girl, her parent's,
for I know without a doubt...the lord new what no one else could know
there is a bigger reason for Raegan...one that has yet to come full circle
but will be the lifetime of her parent's and all who new her...
and after you visit this link...
that is when Love, Faith, Prayers and a touch of pixie dust...
becomes a beautiful journey...


For the next year, the first year after Raegan is gone...
I sent things for all the Holiday's..I was attached, bonded
to this lil family in a way I can't explain...

For there First Christmas without Rae I made this wall banner...
and Yes, I used my favorite vintage card/ angel! When I saw this
Angel I new..she didn't  belong to me...









Something like this can tear couples apart...
they were wiser, the went to a group for parents
who have lost a child...
they understood even though the each grieved different
and at times this caused pain...
that there was one other person who new there grief...
OH yes, there were grandparents, siblings and cousin's friends and
so many people grieving with them...
but there was only one other person who NEW there grief at the same
level.
that was each other..for they and they alone
were Raegan's Parent's.

In 2013 they decided to have another child.  I think this is perfectly
normal...when you loose a child... your arms become very empty...
you want those arms full again...
one child can never replace another...and  I am sure they
had to work through many fears...like what if this was to happen again?
and realizing that if they have another one...as this baby grows...
all the first will remind them of there beautiful Raegan...
But, they have learned that there grief, there Raegan is now a part of
who they will always be...that this will never go away
and have learned to grow strong and live and cry and laugh
and incorporate this pain and loss into there very being's of
who they are!

      
But this journey of having another child...it should be easy...
They were High School sweetheart's and Raegan came into there lives
easily enough...
But months passed... and it just wasn't happening.
They also believed in God's timing...
But still nothing...what was up?


  December 2013 saw them at a fertility specialist... this is a picture of the
Christmas tree in that office...boy did this make me grin!

It was here that they found out...just what a miracle there little Raegan was!
because the odds of them getting pregnant were NOT there!
I know they came to that conclusion in there journey of grief...
that Raegan was a special soul..only gifted to them for a short time.
I felt very strongly that she was there's for them...
that God wants these two beautiful young people to be
together...

From a book on grief, " If God had come to you 3 years ago and said, :
 "I'll make you a bargain.
 I'll give you a beautiful wonderful, happy, healthy child for 3 years, and then
I'll take her home"...you would have made the deal in a second." That was the deal...
no one new the terms!
(In this book it was the father of a 17 yr old ~Michael Gartner)

My daughter called me to tell me, they did in vetro fertilization but no one was
suppose to know yet, but she was allowed to tell me. ( I am sure close family and friends new)
They also at this time had a chance to adopt..and decided to pursue both!
Then came the phone call from my daughter that through us once again
into a tail spin...the embryo was not viable..she was going to loss
the baby! And this is very expensive so this was there only chance.
My heart ached for them!
then I asked, did she miss carry yet? "No not yet", came my daughter's reply.
I said then Pray..but pray like you never have before...
he can still work a miracle for them.
I told my daughter that I had learned from a friend to pray more in a visual way
in some ways this visual way brings great peace to me..when I pray this way...
but it also takes great concentration and therefor makes the prayer
truly come from the depths of your being...
that when she prayed to picture a bright light...surrounding her friend...starting from
her friends heart...through her belly and all around her...a protective white light.
the light of our heavenly father...
I told my daughter to do it at least twice a day and I would do it as well...
of course there were many praying for them!
for they have a huge fan club...
several weeks went by...I had thought about asking my daughter how thing's
were going...but
we have been busy moving and doing...
and then I said to my husband..I wander what happened.
just then a text came from my daughter...
"She is pregnant, there is a heartbeat..there is not explanation why"

Is there anything more beautiful? any miracle more wonderful?
for that is Love, Faith, Prayers and a touch of pixie dust!

   
I share this story and them! because there is a reason for all they have gone through!
one that time and years will tell!
they are a wonderful young couple...God loves
them more!!!

Due to them being pregnant, they found out they could not adopt...
they tried everything...but they need to do a in home study..and because there is a child
on the way...they can't be studied in time to know how they would do
with a child already in there home...
Yet, Raegan's dad always new he could adopt..and Raegan's mom also knows this
soooo.... I believe there is one out there...just for them.
I believe any child that comes into there home...
will know  more about love, life, reality, loss and heartache then most...
for they will always have a big sister named Raegan...they will
always have parents that share who she was with them..that miss her
and grieve her...and yet! are stuck like glue...
through this beautiful, painful journey we call life!

As you can see...the baby is Due this Dec 2014!

and...

    
They are having a boy!!!
Raegan's little brother!

I share them, because I am amazed by there journey,
 there spirit, there courage, there love, laughter and joy  
there ability to embrace there grief and feel it...
and becoming now who they are..incorporating the 
greatest loss in there lives as a part of them!
I share...
To give other's hope...I never new, until Rae how prominent childhood cancer
is...I have been humbled by the parents who have gone through this...
because it is a parents worse fear! and a grandparents worse fear...  

I also will be meeting this beautiful young lady soon...
as she is coming to visit!
and I am so honored I have gotten to know them through my daughter...
and I can't wait to meet this strong young lady...
made stronger because of pain...
made stronger because of faith...
made stronger because she loves that much!

I will update on them and there painful/beautiful journey!

For a update. Please go to the link below :)

Update on: The greatest Heartache, love, faith. prayers and a touch of Pixie dust...

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Pippo the clown


As far back as my memory goes...
Pippo the clown was a part of it.
My grandparent's, my Opa and Oma
had Pippo in there living-room.

Later Pippo hung in the walls of our home
as my mother had him...
Always, always I loved him!
many people hate clowns, fear clowns...
not me!
Pippo had something about him that I gravitated towards...
it was the utter sadness in his eyes...


 This is a original painting...i have no clue the value...
My Opa collected only real painting's,
but they could have come from unknown artist...
all of this matters little to me...
what mattered to me was
'Pippo'


As I grew my mom new I wanted Pippo,
everyone new I wanted him...

I had spoken for years of my love for Pippo.
When our mother passed away July 21st 2013...
No one wanted Pippo, my brothers were like
freaky clown, nightmares...etc...
My sister didn't want him...
But I did. My mother had told me he was one of my
Oma's (grandma's) favorite piece's...
she related to him...
as i did..and then I got to hear the story...


we call him Pippo  his story is true...


This is the story as my mom heard it from my Opa (grandpa) and
how I heard it from my mom.
The Painting is called 'self portrait'
there was a famous Theater show about
this clown...
He lost his wife and soon to be first child...
in childbirth...and a hour later
he had to be on stage and perform...
not time to grieve or just be...
this was approx in the 1920's
so the portrait shows his deep sadness
as he became the clown everyone
wanted him to be...
and made others laugh...
while his own heart was in utter grief and sadness!

My  Oma I think related to him...the same
way i did... life isn't always what we assumed
it would be...
Life has it's pain,
life sometimes throws us into journey's and 
paths we never could have perceived...
and yet to me...
life is also so beautiful...
the pain as important as the joy's and laughter
Pippo reminds me of this...
a clown that brings laughter...and joy
and yet knows pain and sadness.

strength comes from facing the pain and sadness
it is those who walk the pain and sadness
and still smile...
still look up, still believe, still find joy, always,
despite everything...
it is those who's courage and strength emulate
all I want to aspire too and Be

true strength and courage doesn't come from
all being perfect...
true strength and courage comes
when all isn't perfect, 
but you find joy and reasons to smile
on a daily basis...
it is knowing that "you are loved"
in each and every precious moment...
and all you experience is to make you stronger
make you wiser and in the end...
make you more like him!
Our loving Heavenly Father  

And that then is my life's journey
to be more like him
to sparkle and shine
and emulate who 'God'
truly is...


Have a wonderful day...
know that you are loved...
know that everyone fights a battle of some kind
other's may not see...
you can be the gift, that someone needed today...
simply by being you... by sharing a smile, a positive word,
by being 'love' in this sometimes
chaotic world...
may your day be amazing in every way!

Saturday, August 16, 2014

A owl creek farm vintage photo shoot



Our middle daughter is here with her soon to be 5 yr. old son.
She graduated from Gene Juarez beauty school
and is doing her internship program.


I thought it would be fun for her to put on
some of the vintage dress's I have...
and with her hair styles
maybe we could pull off a certain look... and just so ya know..
I save my favorite pic's for last :) 


The above 3  pic's were in a 1960's short dress
and yes we had moments we laughed...


Sometimes I took a shoot, even if she wasn't like umm "ready'
this one in Sepia...


and this one in color :)


we got her smile....but were are her eyes...


Here's our girl :)


another off-guarded moment..but I loved the shoot...


and in Sepia...


She is very easy to photograph... because
she has such a natural smile


All these shoots with cowboy boots and cowboy hat are taken
in a 1980's dress :)


Her smerky smile :)


One of my favorites in this series...


In Sepia...and...


water color...
this next series..however is my favorite...


1970's dress, barefoot and carrying her sandals...


There is something about the dress, the hair, the soft look on her face...


In  paint....


Something about the fence...the path, the weeds and well...it just seemed
to work for this dress...


Its like she came right out of this Era....


so sweet!


and in paint...I am debating between this pic above...


and this one...for in my bathroom above my sink... 

and I am leaning more to this one...I love the feel of the picture...
and in paint it's more like a work of art...
and yet...yet...
It's someone I love...
what do you think?

Just fun, playing with the camera and the old
vintage dress's
Have a wonderful, wonderful weekend :)

Sunday, August 10, 2014

A little Cottage Guest Room


Welcome! It's a quiet Sunday at our Farm.
won't you take a walk with me...?
I will show you around our
lil Cottage Guest Room


In the Morning's this is what one See's when we walk outside
our side back door and onto the brick Patio.
the Lil Cottage guest Room is
separate, but close to the house.


I love the Morning sun, filtering through the tree's
and the scamper of squirrel's and the singing of birds
Our Grand kids love to take the little green path you see
to the right of the cottage.


This Lil cottage was used as a storage shed!
Before we bought the house, it was so full...
I had no clue that besides some major cleaning and bugging
it was ready to go!
I was so thrilled!
  
  
This gives you a view to see the layout better and how close
it is to our back door and the patio area that is between the House
and Cottage.


This is even further out...I am standing on our driveway :)
I love all the tree's and Vegetation...
I have been surprised by all the floral growth.


I love our 'wishing well'. (Yes there is a real well under there :)
These are more late afternoon evening pictures.


There is only a very short time that the sun
hits the front door to the Cottage.
with the tree's and being on a hill
we usually have a wonderful breeze coming through
to keep things cooler on warm summer days.


This is the back/side of the cottage looking
towards our home.


Morning Glories on the lil fence by the Cottage


An the pathway the grand kids love to take..leads to this area
of the yard.


We put up this reproduction Vintage Humming bird feeder
and now we have plenty of humming birds
enjoying the patio/ cottage as well.


I tucked a lil bench down here...why?
because as a child I was so into Little people...
I wanted them to be real..to exists..
we call this a fairy bench :)


And this Little Vintage Bunny is what you
saw in most the pic's
next to the green pathway the grand kids love to take
to the back of the cottage.


If you were to Join us for a evening and spend the night.
This is the View that would greet you in the Morning as 
you opened the Cottage Guest Room door.
So now we have seen the grounds around the lil
cottage...
Lets take a peak inside...


Morning time at Owl creek Farm Cottage
I love the way the morning lite shines
on the bed.


When I first envisioned this space I was going to take a single
bed and turn it into a day bed using a old door...
I wanted to have more space for creativity.
But with 5 siblings, 5 children and 5 grandchildren so far...
not counting spouses and nieces and nephew's
sometimes we have a crew surrounding us.


This curtain I made, using all my left over fabric's and vintage lace.
So far there is only One set of curtains in here.
I was trying to get this space up and running for the 
4th of July weekend
I had 3 siblings and kids here.
this was the only window that had no blind.


Can you see the 3 D fabric flowers? they make
these curtains unique and so cottage!


Love the Vintage pulls on the windows!
I don't think these windows had been scrubbed
in 20 plus years!


View looking back at the door. I will get the other curtains made and up
and also paint some of the furniture pieces at a later date.
in unpacking and moving
I have just wanted to get thing's clean and up
and running :)


The wicker chair, I have had for several years.
It sat on the front porch at one of our homes.
above it you can see a vintage Medicine cabinet. and
Vintage prints. The prints I got for only $4 a piece in there frames.


The vintage end table was given to me by a friend.
The solid crystal lamp was a find for only $10 at the
goodwill, the lil welcome sign was .50 and then I added
a basket with books. I use vintage Linen's all the time!
I wanted this space to be relaxing...


I love Vintage children's prints...
notice there are no I-pad's, phones,
or electronics in these pictures...ha ha ha
just a good ol book and snacks :)
The medicine cabinet
will have little lotions and soaps in it...toothpaste etc..
above it is a wooden rag doll friendship plate.


This gives the view showing the other side of the door...
we found a lil desk for $15 at a garage sale.


From the door looking to the left.
the only thing new we had to get...was a AC unit :)
a cottage clock hangs from the corner.
and a door shelf with some fun
little figurines
and a picture of 3 of our girls in there grandma's
garden's when they were small.


My pride and Joy is my towel hanger.
I am probably  not the first to think of this
but as of yet, had not seen this.
It's a old plow.. it's upside down
and I  scrubbed it up, it made a perfect hanging spot for towels 
and washrags! 


To the left side of the bed,
I found a very small table...
perfect for this spot
and perfect to hold a lamp. And in a space like 
this, everyone needs to have the light to relax and read.
I made this cottage lamp!
it was very simple and easy..
click the link below to see how :)


The bed holds meaning for me. It was bought over 15 years ago...
My biological grandmother had  passed away, on my biological dad's
 side of the family. Even though my Biological dad wasn't a part of my life
my grandma always stayed in touch...my dad passed away before his mother
and that meant there was a small inheritance to share with
my sister and 3 half sisters...just enough to get a solid pine Amish  made bed.
it is queen size. I didn't want the money just to go to Bill's
so this bed reminds me of her and the father I never truly new.


 The linens on this bed are all 100% cotton... Yes, I iron them.
they are miss-match of vintage linen's but there is nothing
cozier and softer then cotton! 
and I always love Vintage embroidered pillows!!


another view...the lamp on the little desk, is one i gave my Mom
it is like a old lantern and the shade says, Faith, Hope and Love...with tea-cups.


I hope you enjoyed our walk about and tour.
as things progress I will be posting up dates.
I would love to hear from you...
I love coming into this space...
a place to Read, Relax and Dream...
have a wonderful Sunday evening, and week :)