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Wednesday, April 20, 2011

In the Blink of an Eye

My daughter, Sarah, posted these pictures on Facebook.  Pictures that I haven't glanced at in years and I got all choked up because time goes by in the blink of an eye. 

My babies

I think Matthew tooted in this picture - look at Sarah's face.

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Matthew feels better and Sarah backed off.  Look at those chubby cheeks.  I miss those chubby, pinchable, cheeks and that adorable baby boy who cuddled up to me every day.  And that precious baby girl!  Sarah had (and still has) the most beautiful head of hair and the funniest expressions.  She loves her baby brother and has always been the best big sister ever. 

My babies3

Easter 1998.  Matthew was 16 months old.  Sarah was 4 y/o.  Oh how time flies!!

If you have a baby (or babies) - savor every minute, even the exhausting moments, because there will come a day when you are looking back on the memories and wish you had that sweet baby cuddling up to you and saying "I love you Mommy" once again.  Sure, they grow up and still say it, and yes, I still get the daily hugs, but there is just something so special about a baby's innocence that melts my heart.

Now I have this adorable baby to virtually hug every day ...


I can't believe it, but that's my granddaughter!  My daughter, Kimberly, is so very blessed to have such an angel.


And she's all dressed up for Easter!!  I wish there was a way to slow Father Time.  My maternal instincts are setting off sparks right now.



Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Mozart Requiem


This past Sunday was Palm Sunday, celebrating Jesus' triumphal entry into Jeruselem several days before his death and resurrection.  Our church service was magnificent.  That evening, we went back to our church to enjoy the Concert - Mozart Requiem - performed by the MUMC Sanctuary Choir, the Charlotte Latin School Concert Choir, and members of the Charlotte Symphony Orchestra.

If you love Mozart as I do, you will appreciate this bit of historical background on the Requiem:

Mozart Mozart was a busy man during the late summer and fall of 1791, racing to fulfill a stack of commissions.  La Clemenza di Tito premiered in Prague on September 6, and three weeks later The Magic Flute debuted in Vienna.  In October he finished his Clarinet Concerto, and on November 18, in probably his last public appearance, he conducted a new cantata for his Masonic lodge.  He died on December 5.

After all this activity, only one major work lay on his desk unfinished at the time of his death: the Requiem.  Much romance and mystery have surrounded this work and its supposed connection with the composer's own death; but they largely dissipate when we concentrate on the facts that we know.

Mozart set to work on the Requiem in October.  his many letters from this period to his wife Constanze are teasing, full of high spirits, love and affection -- not, as some tales imply, those of a man paralyzed with fear over his own impending death.  He was actively planning trips to England and Russia, negotiating commissions, and more.  Nothing even suggests teh onset of a serious illness until the middle of November.


In that month, a viral epidemic swept through Vienna.  On November 20, Mozart took to his bed and survived only two more weeks.  The Requiem remained unfinished simply because among Mozart's many commissions all due on top of one another, it was the next on the list to complete.  The autograph manuscripts show no signs of haste or fatigue in what we know Mozart completed himself. Right to the end, it seems, Mozart had no idea that he was soon to die.

Before he died, Mozart was able to finish only the Requiem's opening movement, the Requiem aeternam, and a bit of the middle sections.  After his death, Mozart's wife, Constanze pleaded with Mozart's pupil, Franz Xaver Sussmayr to complete the work.  He completed the Requiem in February 1792.

In the end, we are mistaken to believe that Mozart's Requiem is incomplete because of foul play or Mozart's fear of impending death.  To him the Requiem was simply the next work, the next commission.  He could not have known that it would be his last and that he would not live to bring it to completion.  All Mozart or only snippets of Mozart, it truly matters not, for this Requiem is without a doubt a masterpiece of sublime choral and instrumental brilliance.

This concert experience brought me to tears.  I am proud to be a member of a church that brings us all closer to the Lord through its services, music, and choral experience.  I hope you have time to sit back and listen to and enjoy Mozart's Requiem as performed by the MUMC Sanctuary Choir, the Charlotte Latin School Concert Choir, and members of the Charlotte Symphony Orchestra.

I just wanted to share ... May the Lord bless all during this Holy Week.


A wonderful concert at my church! Featuring the Matthews United Methodist Church Sanctuary Choir, the Charlotte Latin School Concert Choir, and members of the Charlotte Symphony Orchestra. Peter Leo, conductor.

This performance took place at the MUMC on the evening of April 17, 2011 for the beginning of Holy Week. Enjoy!


Note: Big Bear did the videotaping. Just thought I would throw that in there.

Do You Know How To Play?


(Robert Genn & his precious dog, Emily out for a ride in his classic car)

I think I have forgotten how to play.  I used to be good at it.  As a matter of fact, I wanted to do it all the time!  But, as I've gotten older, and with all the children I've had the honor of being "mother" to, I've become an old fuddy-duddy.  My favorite activity at the age of 52 is sleep, and to admit that I've turned into my mother is quite obvious.

I will say this, though, I love being creative, and yes, I suppose that is a grand form of "play."  But when I sew, paint, or quilt, I keep to the pattern or the instructions so precisely as if any deviation would result in a tragic bungle of mass proportions.  Experimentation is not my strong suit.

The one time I dared to experiment with painting ended up being a disaster and finding an appropriate way to destroy the mess became my creative and playful adventure of the day.  I suppose I view play as wasteful of paint, canvas, fabric, thread, and time, and that is why I don't play much.  Unfortunate I know.  I think it is time I throw all caution to the wind and play - play to my heart's content and see what happens.


Now take artist Robert Genn, for instance - he admits to the following deviations:

"Anyone familiar with the miracle of acrylic has tried throwing in texture-enhancing items like muslin, doilies and leaves. Things I haven't resisted include confetti, streamers and sparkle. My sparkle period lasted a full summer. While it added body and a crumbly texture and seemed like a good idea at the time, it also added an undesirable tartiness, like a girl with "George" tattooed across her front, especially when your name isn't George. I didn't feel guilty. The misguided nature of my sorties is not to be disparaged. For an artist, play is both necessary and unavoidable. Unlike the girl's tattoo, creative play doesn't have to be permanent.

Other items I've added to my acrylics include spaghetti, tortellini, vermicelli, the internal workings of clocks, radios, cameras, toys, nuts, screws, nails, bones, shells, pebbles, sand, bark mulch, crockery, springs, bathroom and toilet implements, human prosthetics, cellphone parts, computer motherboards, old automobile accessories and vintage engine parts. It's inexcusable, I know, but I can't help it. Maybe I've got a bad gene.

FYI, acrylics lock down this sort of stuff in perpetuity and seal away the bugs that eat the biodegradable bits."

Now that's what I call "Play!"  Why don't I have that kind of gumption?  Heck, that kind of play takes exuberance!  I want some of that! 


Do you play? Or, do you stick to the recipe - the pattern - the instructions - with such precision as to not want to screw up what's already been tested?  I'm definitely the latter, but think I might just deviate from the familiar and try something new this week and not worry about the waste.  And, although I can't attest to ever being playful enough to use the sort of things that Robert admitted to, I do admit to being a "stick in the mud" if that counts.



Tuesday, April 05, 2011

Reagan - Before & After

I thought I would share some before and after shots with you.  Reagan, my dear, sweet granddaughter, is the star of these shots.  Enjoy ...

































A Picture is worth a thousand words, right?  Well, there's nothing more to say, our little Reagan is a cutie - patootie.


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