Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Last post for awhile!!!

Grandpa's grave.

Layout of my dear niece.

Empty Scraproom

Packed scraproom, I can't believe I have this much stuff.

These pics are of my big rack from Wilna!!!

This rak is from Joscie!!!
I've been working seriously hard on packing and moving, and still working and still babysitting. I just can't wait until it's OVER!!! We won't have internet at our new place until the 30th, so I will be offline for a few days starting Friday. Love ya'll...take care.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

New Layout and a Blessing!

I smudged out the journaling on this because it's too personal to share, sorry...I believe in journaling the good with the bad, because really I have a terrible memory, and otherwise I won't accurately be able to remember how life was, and the things that I've gone through, etc.
One thing I thought was fun on this layout is that on the tiny flowers, I didn't want to use mini-brads for the centers, since they were too big, so I glued some seed beads, and I thought they turned out perfect!!!
The good news is that we were approved for the apartment, we will begin moving in this weekend.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

A Card in the Life

We're getting ready to move, we find out tomorrow if we got the apartment we want, hopefully we did. I'll have a bathtub again, at least!!! I'm trying to look on the bright side!

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Goodbye Grandpa!

Raymond Otto Hume
August 27, 1923-July 6, 2008

Sunday at 11:25 am, an absolutely amazing angel of a man died peacefully in his sleep, surrounded by his surviving children and his three oldest grandchildren and their loving spouses.

Raymond Otto Hume came to Portland, Oregon in 1942, from Oklahoma when he was just 18, and soon after met the love of his life, Grace Annabel Proudfoot. They married 5 months later and remained married until his death. Their romantic love story stirred dreams in the hearts of their children and grandchildren, especially me. My grandpa literally lived and breathed for my grandma, and she for him. I have never witnessed such a beautiful, passionate love in my entire life and probably never will. To keep the flames of passion alive for 66 years is such an amazing accomplishment, it truly overwhelms me.

To the rest of the family, grandpa was just a sweet, gentle giant, loving us in his quiet, faithful, devoted way. He was steady and sure, as dependable as the sun rising in the morning. Only grandma knew his true heart, his gentle sarcasm and humor, his dreams and hopes. She truly held his heart.

I was his first granddaughter and he cherished me so much, taking me on many grandpa/granddaughter dates. He called me little nicknames, like "Pal", and "Half-pint". I knew without a doubt that he loved me completely, and in return I loved him with all my heart. Not only was he my grandpa, he also had to be my daddy, since my daddy had abandoned me as a baby. He was such an amazing presence in my life.

One important contributor to his incredible strength of character and all-encompassing love was his faith in Jesus Christ. He had a quiet faith, but it was so evident how his faith informed his actions, thoughts, and words. Every moment his faith shined through, whether in the kindness he demonstrated to loved ones and strangers alike, or in the volunteer work that he did through the church, such as being part of a group of men that volunteered at Camp Arawanna, a local Baptist camp, where they did any fix-it or handyman work that needed to be done to for the upkeep of the camp. He was also a deacon in his church.

Besides the legacy of love he demonstrated, he also retired from 2 illustrious careers, one as a US Marshall and one as a Security Guard at the Port of Portland. After his first retirement he went on to work for 10 more years until he retired for good from his second career.

We are especially proud of him for one notable historical event which was marked by his presence. Our wonderful grandpa was part of the history of the civil rights movement. He was one of the group of federal marshals who, in 1962, under the orders of President John F. Kennedy, escorted James Meredith, the first African American student to attend the University of Mississippi. Riots ensued, which led to two deaths and dozens of injuries. Live footage from this event even appears in the movie, “Forrest Gump”, although not specifically of my grandpa!

He served in 2 wars, WWII and the Korean War. This photo was taken of him in 1951, during the Korean War when he was stationed in South Korea.

Besides all his other fantastic qualities he was very handsome. Although I’m sure he wasn’t even aware of it, since he was also very humble.
We will all miss him very much, and every day we will be thankful that he helped us become the people we are today. (good qualities only of course!)

Blog Awards!!!

Yay! I got an award! I got this award from http://craftpassion.blogspot.com/

Here are the rules:
1. The winner can put the logo on her blog.
2. Link the person you received your award from.
3. Nominate at least 7 other blogs.
4. Put links of those blogs on yours.
5. Leave a message on the blogs of the girls you've nominated.

So without further ado, I nominate the following blogs:













I couldn't possibly pick 7, but I think these are my 12 favorite blogs to read. No offense to everyone else, since I love reading your blogs too!!! I just had to pick my very favorite-ests!!!!

Saturday, July 5, 2008

A New Layout

I think I'm really into monochromatic color schemes!!! I have always loved this blue, periwinkle blue is what I call it. I will journal on it later...

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Pink Thoughts...

Finally discovered the macro setting on my camera-wow, it takes much better pictures!!!

I'm really stressed about everything going on right now...I feel like I should be getting rid of things like mad because we're moving from a 3-bedroom duplex to a 1-bedroom apartment. But when I get home from work I really want to create, and unwind. I don't even know if I'll have space to scrap in our new place, which by the way we haven't found yet. I'm sad, I really don't want to move, but we have to...I guess we would appreciate any prayers, yet another sticky spot for the witkowski's.