Only Wonder

Tiny fingers curl
tight around anything
that stays still
long enough to
find security.

Infancy is beautiful
in its trust.

Trust in motherhood
fatherhood and the
fears of new parents hidden
behind warm smiles.

Infancy is beautiful,
because the world
brings only wonder.

My Grandpa Passed Away Today

He had lung cancer. We knew that today was inevitable.

It doesn't hurt any less and I'm heartbroken.

I'm just happy that he got to meet Raine, his first Great Grandchild. 

I miss you, Grandpa.

You've found your way back home.

My Daughter is Cute!! Vote for Her!! (please)

So, Corey and I entered a picture of Raine into a contest to be on the cover of Canadian Family Magazine. We think she's pretty damn cute, and the rest of Canada should know it.

The thing is, the kid in first place has just over 1,000 votes >_<

Raine needs some uber support, in other words. So any help you lovely xangans could give would be appreciated.

Here's the picture (click it to get to the contest):

Now, one super cool thing about this contest is that it's not a facebook thing. It's just a vote, not a like, so you don't have to commit to liking the magazine or anything like that.

Just vote ^_^

Any help is super appreciated!! Thank you all so very much, in advance. Let's see how much support we can get.

Oh, and PLEASE REC!!

Calling all Artists

I want a new tattoo. I have a concept, but I'm no artist, and I'm all about original art on my body.

I want a tattoo to represent my daughter. You see, her name is quite something. I'm a fan of name meanings, and hers is quite pretty: Queen of the beautiful flower faeries and rabbits.

So the image I want is something to reflect this name.

I want a faerie in a amethyst dress wearing a crown with a rabbit sitting next to her holding a lilly. 

Any artists in Xangaland willing to try their hand at such a concept? I wouldn't be able to offer much in return. Perhaps a picture post?

Cheers!

Faerie

Babies draw even the most unassuming eyes.
The soft spoken shop keeper was no exception.
 
Curious conversation filled the air in an equally
curious shop when chimes announced my
presence. 
 
And the woman stopped her conversation
in its tracks, looking at my daughter with growing 
wonder.
 
"You have a Faerie."
Sudden, without any prodding
or inquiry on my part.
 
She circled to where I stood,
looking closer. "She's has
that energy." 
A glance at me, with a wide and warm
smile. "Yes, you have a Faerie."
 
I smiled back, offering a muted
"Thank you." 
 
"What's her name?"
 
I shared it, garnering yet another
smile.
 
"Ah, she's a Faerie Queene."