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Weekly Photo Challenge: Containers

It has been a while since I have posted for the WordPress Photo Challenge.  When I saw the subject earlier today, I started going through in my mind of where I might be able to find something to represent a container.  I thought about going to a trucking terminal and taking a picture of trailers backed up to the dock, loading and unloading their freight.  I thought about riding over towards the tank farm and trying to get some wide-angle shot of all of those.  Nothing really worked in my head, so I came home…and found my daughter.
Meet Savannah.  Now at first, you might wonder if ISavannah have lost my faculties, but I assure you, I have not.  What you see in this picture is a container.  This container holds my oldest daughter.  Savannah.

Some of you who know Savannah, know that she was born with CHARGE Syndrome.  A little later, as a side-effect of CHARGE, she had to have a trach and a colostomy.  She doesn’t walk and she doesn’t talk, though before her trach she had an eight or so word vocabulary.  While in the hospital, she suffered a brain injury and never regained her ability to speak.

The short (very abbreviated) story above is only part of the story.  While Savannah has had a lot of difficulty in her development, she has also made a lot of great progress.  She is able to pull up to stand.  She loves to laugh.  She knows that there are things she is not supposed to do and does it anyway just to see if she can get away with it.  She can use limited sign language.  She is strong.

But she has not become strong enough to break out of her container.  This little body that holds my daughter.  Savannah is stuck inside a body that will not let her communicate what she needs or help her get where she wants to go.  I have two other daughters that have, to date, had a healthy life.  I love being able to do things with them, but as much as I love to do things with them and watch them experience and learn new things, I miss being able to do the same with Savannah.

I was looking through some pictures on my computer today and noticed that I don’t have as many pictures of Savannah as I do of my other daughters.  This hurt.  It is also part of the life that we have.  Savannah doesn’t know or care that I am trying to take pictures of her.  She spends the majority of her time on the floor, and will roll out of frame before I can get a shot composed.  Now some may say, “Use the rapid fire shutter,” or “Just take a picture however it turns out.”  I could do that, but when she moves, I usually get a picture of her back, or worst case, an empty frame because she fell out of it at the last second.  She does seem to have a pretty good sense of when I am about to press the shutter.

I want to, and would love to have, a more typical life with all my daughters, but Savannah is trapped inside that container.  That container that is sealed up and will not let the words, “I love you,” or “I’m scared,” or “My stomach hurts,” come out.

At this point, you are probably saying, “Man, this guy sure is having a pretty large pity party here on the Internet; maybe he should get some help.”  Maybe.  I just had these thoughts about the photo challenge and needed to get this off my chest.

Savannah, even with her in spite of her disabilities, is still a very happy little girl.  She loves to snuggle up and will curl up and go to sleep.  She will also laugh like nobody’s business with a laugh that will make anyone nearby also laugh…it is that contagious.  She has a little stubborn streak (it’s really a big stubborn streak, but I am trying to be nice about it).

When we eat meals, she sits in a high chair next to the table.  She likes to try to put her feet on the table beside her, which we don’t allow.  Savannah will wait for me to turn my head and put her foot back on the table.  When she sees me starting to turn around (I have already seen her foot out of the corner of my eye.) she pulls her foot back off the table.  She knows she’s not supposed to.

She is in there; in that container.

I really want her to be able to break free of that container.

I love my Savannah.

Weekly Photo Challenge: My 2012 in Pictures

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Geometry (Part 2)

This is another photo from the Antique Truck Show today.  A close-up of one of the wheel’s.

 

Weekly Photo Challenge: Geometry

This week’s post is the grill of an antique Chevy truck.  At the Piedmont Triad Farmer’s Market today, they had the Antique Truck show.  I saw this and thought it might be a good addition to the photo challenge, especially since I haven’t participated in a few weeks.

Daily Prompt – Random Image Thoughts

Today, I could use a good diversion for a bit, so I thought I would take the challenge of the Daily Prompt.

Pick a random word and do Google image search on it. Check out the eleventh picture it brings up. Write about whatever that image brings to mind.

When I read the prompt, I picked up my phone and Googled the random word “barefoot.”  Here is the image that showed in the 11th position.

These are probably the strangest shoes I have ever seen.  While it seems that they are real, I have never seen them.  I can only imagine what people might think if they saw someone wearing these shoes.  I am not sure I have the personality to pull off wearing these shoes out in public.

I cannot imagine that these shoes are very comfortable.  It doesn’t seem like the toes are open so that you could put your own toes in as if it were some kind of “foot glove.”  I would think that if your toes were behind the “fake” toes that it would make it difficult to walk with the extra length of the “fake” toes out front.  It would seem that the extra length would drag as you pulled your foot forward to take the next step.

These shoes seem strange, but I am sure someone would like to have them.

…And the rockets’ red glare…

Happy Birthday, America!

We had a good time with some friends tonight before watching the High Point fireworks from their house.  I know there were some very tired kiddos after everything was said and done.  My little girls were asleep before I could finish getting them ready for bed.

I was excited to be able to try some fireworks photography, which is something I have not had the opportunity to do before.  After taking 300+ shots tonight, I have pared it down to these few as my favorites.


This little guy was taken by surprise when one of the little girls was feeling a little amorous.  He made sure to find her mommy, and the conversation went something like this:

Little boy:  “Excuse me, ma’am.”
Girl’s mommy: “Yes, sweetie, what is it?”
Little boy:  “She tried to give me a kliss[kiss].”
Girl’s mommy: “Yeah, she likes giving kisses…is that OK with you?”
Little boy:  “No.”

Our hostess being silly…

And all the little kiddos…