Yes. My name is m a r n a: Colton is Graduating!

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Colton is Graduating!

Chris and I's nephew Colton is graduating from Sweetwater High School in three weeks. I can't believe how fast time flies. Seems like yesterday I was with Chris's sister Bridget while she labored to have Colton. Then standing behind the doctor I watched Colton come into the world. It was an extraordinary moment. One of the most memorable in my life.

Here are a few photos I took tonight for the ending of Colton's senior year.

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SpicMay 1, 2014 at 11:02 AM
Love the pictures!!! Such an eye for detail......Want to do a wedding :)
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SpicMay 2, 2014 at 9:56 AM
Well....darn. it was worth a shot :). Phil said why don't you just photograph your own pictures. REALLY????? what am I supposed to do, tell the pastor, hold on one second before you say I now pronouce you....I have to set my timer. Men are so silly and I really dont think they know how to use their brains.
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Yes. My name is m a r n a. Not Myrna, Marta, Marva, Merna, Myra, Murna, and so on. (Although many call me Marnie and I like that one.) As an extremely shy child I hated my name. The first day of the school year was torture for me as most of the teachers could never pronounce my name. By high school, much to my secret delight, my classmates began correcting the teacher the first time it was flubbed up, often spelling it out during that first roll call. I think they had figured out I was too shy to do so. Overly attached to my mother I missed a lot of school until 9th grade, where I was scared of the Vice Principle and no longer complained of stomach aches. In the third grade my mother told me once the teacher asked if my middle name was "Stephanie". My mother said, "No". Seems I had started writing Stephanie on my schoolwork. My teacher continued to let me do so, which only last a few days. It's a miracle I have a master's degree after all my problems with school phobia. My mother is now in Heaven, no doubt, looking down on me in amazement. One of her biggest fears was I would not attend college. Here's to you momma. So sorry I grieved you so many mornings before school and so many afternoons with phone calls of "stomach aches". <><

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