Saginaw Series, Holiday Series, and Much More: June 2019

Wedding Inspiration

Our niece, Kelly, and her husband Bill, had the most beautiful wedding reception. It was filled with family and friends. The room seemed to have a heartbeat, pulsing with love and laughter. It is the inspiration for Aubrey and Todd's wedding in the eBook "Enough Kindness to Fill an Empty Heart" that I am currently writing.

Their Saginaw reception was at the historic Temple Theatre. From the theater website: The theatre known as the “Showplace of Northeastern Michigan” was facing demolition. In 2002, the family of Dr. Samuel Shaheen purchased the Temple Theatre and the adjoining three story building which includes the Grand Ballroom. After an investment of more than seven million dollars, the “Showplace of Northeastern Michigan” has been returned to her original glory.

Photos taken by Black Sheep Chic. Click to go to their website.

That evening the Grand Ballroom was filled with chandeliers, glittering table runners, a magnificent staircase, and gleaming polished wood floors which all reflected light throughout the room. Even with all the glitter, candles and chandeliers, the visible love between Kelly and Bill was the brightest part of the evening.

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Obituary Inspiration

My eyes were pulled toward this obituary in the Saginaw News. When I read the description of Rosalie I knew immediately I wanted her in "A Light Shines Forth" - after talking with her daughter and emailing her granddaughter - I was so inspired. Thank you new friends. THIS IS FROM THE OBITUARY: From homesteading the farm to owning a local eatery, she raised her children by example of frugality and superior work ethic. She could stretch a penny into the next month and could feed an army on a squirrel. (And yes, thered be seconds.) Rose was a master gardener (often times with strangers stopping to admire) and was known to sleep on a cot along the row of dill to figure out how the deer got in. A canning magician, each year would produce a family squabble over who would get the last quart of dilly beans or tomato jam. An avid outdoors and fisherwoman, she raised and sold bait, smoked and sold fish, and was known to wrestle snapping turtles (for soup, of course) into her trunk on her way to pick blueberries. She was an excellent bowler, loved liver pate and cheap whiskey, produced miles of beautifully knitted and crocheted anything (no, really...anything) and was the dog whisperer of the family. For years she refused to use a microwave and she never used credit, boasting that the only plastic she owned was her laminated AARP card. She conducted her five foot self with grace and dignity but even at 85, she could swear like a sailor and wasn't afraid to take your money at the card table (or an IOU if you didnt have it). Affectionately known as Nonnie, she will be eternally missed by the grandchildren and great-grandchildren who claim that she first hung the moon and then scattered the stars.