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Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label personal. Show all posts

Friday, July 9, 2010

birthdays & such | personal | roseburg, oregon lifestyle photographer, kellie trenkle





so.
here i am again.
busy behind the scenes.
this time with behind-the-scenes type stuff.
mommy stuff.
wifey stuff.

my baby turned 2.
my youngest son turned 4.
we celebrated our anniversary (no.9) this week.

i have two weeks to wrap up all my un-done-ness.
my husband and i are leading a mission trip to mexico for EPIC our high school youth group on 7.24 and i have to dot my i's and cross my t's before then because right when we get back, i'm on the road to IDAHO to visit my folks & allow the family to spoil my trenkletoes for a bit.

so, the goal is to tackle my to-do list with a vengeance and still make time to feed the children, play in the sprinklers, bake in the sunshine and smooch my man. if you're waiting for {captivating} photo goodness, rest-assured you will not be neglected!














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Sunday, May 16, 2010

oh yeah! i have a blog? | {captivating} photography by kellie trenkle

oops.
i just took a peek at my blog.
it's been nearly 2 months since my last post.

i'll tellya... i've had some good stuff going on behind the scenes of this neglected blog page.
i have been crazy busy with sports, special events, seniors and hey, my little ol' life with the man and my babes, of course!

visit my facebook page to see what i'm up to.
and take a peek at my website at http://www.kellietrenkle.com -- it's (as per usual) always a work in progress.

and head's up:
i've been thinking ahead to father's day.



it's one of those bittersweet days for me.
my own daddy has been gone since i was 17. i was a daddy's girl! still am. and so that's the bitter plus the sweet. (you can read more about that here and here, even here.)

it's sweeter now because healing has come. it's sweeter still because i am married to a man who adores his daughters. watching them reminds me what is was like to once be adored and loved and held by my own. there's nothing like a father's love. or the Father's love.

i spent this weekend in a cabin on the Oregon coast with some friends. it was sooo good for my soul. i came home refreshed and revived and ready, AGAIN, to be a daughter with a higher calling. to be a wife who prays for her husband. to be a mama who prays for her children.
every.
single.
day.

not just in the midst of chaos or those "aaaghhghg!" moments or right before bed.
but purposefully and practically.

it reminded me to remember to remember.
father's day is coming.
and i have something {captivating} planned for those who are daughters.
and for those who are fathers.
it might be small.
or.
it might be big.
it will be special.
we'll see how it comes together...


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Sunday, February 14, 2010

i'm sweet on him | personal | roseburg, oregon lifestyle photographer, kellie trenkle

one decade ago today, i gave my best friend a hug. the very first one. ever.

my dad always used to say that my mom chased him until he caught her.

that's what happened with bry and me.
he was soooooo into me.

and then finally i pulled it together.
and realized i was soooo into him right back.

after 9 months of him being just "one of the guys," my sister totally called me out on it.

she told me, "Dude. Kell. We know you are in love with him. Just admit it. You know you do. And it's OKAY. Just love him!"

it was like one of the most major epiphanies of my adult life.

all of a sudden instead of feeling nervous and hesitant and reluctant to embrace a serious relationship, it all made sense to totally plunge head first into the safety and comfort and steadfastness of his love. he was my BEST friend. DUH.

and so... epiphany happened in late January.
and so... the revelation of my feelings for him would go public that Valentines Day.

i slipped a card into his car the night before.
but he didn't know.
we hung out. we were cool.
friends.
ya know.
i went home.
knowing.
the next morning?
everything would suddenly be different.

the card read:
"YOU ARE EVERYTHING THAT I LOVE..."

and BAM!
sparks, fireworks, standing ovation, heavens opened up, stadium lights went on, angels sang HALLELUJAH!

and he one-upped me with a dozen long-stem roses and a card that read:
"DITTO."



Babe,
you are still my man and my best friend.
you are strong and funny.
you are purposeful and driven.
you are tender.
you are faithful and loving.
you never stop trying.
you never stop growing.
you never stop leading.
you never stop praying.
you never stop being.
you are tested and tried.
you are true to the blue.
where i am chaos and crazy,
you are order and logic.
where i am spontaneous and impulsive,
you are practical and steady.
where i am weak,
you are strong.
when i cling to my Lord,
you are there clinging, too.
even as we are two,
we.
are.
one.

i love our story.
so many paragraphs and pages.
a billion different moments.
5 beautiful children, the fruit of our love.
mmmm-mmmm.
you [still] are EVERYTHING that i love.

i sooooo love that you hugged me back.
but somehow... i knew you would.
be mine forever, baby. be mine forever.
xoxo
kell

Sunday, January 10, 2010

just be mama | personal | oregon lifestyle photographer, kellie trenkle

So, my captivating friends, stay with me. The TrenkleToes got hit with a tummy bug and high fevers. I have not forgotten you. I am just nursing the babes back to health.

I've been purposefully taking things slowly since 12/26. I'm resting when my 4 kiddos do.

It's important TO ME and FOR ME to sloooow down.
And smell the roses, coffee, cucumber melon baby wash, husband's aftershave (mmmm-mmmmm) and the clean-linen fabric softener lately. Do you ever feel like life just whizzes by? Without even asking permission.

There are no do-overs.
And trust me, I've looked far & wide for a clone for my bad self, but they don't sell such unique craziness in stores.

2009 was stellar. Beyond what I even imagined the level of stellar could be! As the year came to a close I made a decision to have a fruitful, restful, purposeful month of January to kick off 2010. I'm taking time this month to refresh. To revise. And get revitalized.

I have a tendency to just go full-boar (full-bore?) on stuff (yes, that dreadful all-or-nothing lie that I believe) and it may not be the right "stuff" for that time. (Like WHY. Seriously, does the garage really need vacuumed with the WetVac? There's crumbs, let's just say, all over my living room carpet, but I was vacuuming the garage floor when I put all my Christmas away in storage... Okay, never mind, I'm losing you.)

So.
Anyway.
It might sound weird when I finally get to the point, but when my oldest boy (my main man, Bryson) came to me Thursday asking for prayer, I felt God say to me, "You just be Mama."

Bryson had a bad headache right smack dab on the top of his head and would I please pray for Jesus to make it better. Sure thing. This weekend he burned soooo hot. We didn't go over 104.2, but he was miserable. So, it was a reminder to me from my Lord to remember the focus He & I talked about for my January.

Refresh, refocus. Regroup, renew. ReFILL.
This was the plan. And I just thought I could share it with you. Like "go public" with my own personal DL (down-low-yo).
That was my point. Bryson got a headache. I got The Reminder.

I'm with ya.
I've still got your [photo-goodness] back.
But life happens. And God is good. He's got my back.
(And my crazy head. And my heart, too.)

I do this captivating thing for Him anyway, so when He says to me "Just be Mama" -- I say, "You da Boss."

So, my captivating peeps, it's a win-win. If He's taking care of me, how much more bettah will I then take care of you. Seriously. So the feverish weekend we had was the perfect physical "HELLO" to just hold these babes close. And closer still.

Stay tuned -- SweetHeart Glam details will arrive on the scene soon!
(Won't be long and you'll be holding your babes close in front of the lens! See now, how it all comes full circle...)

MuuuuAH!

(And P.S. To my dismay, this blog post is typed in Title Case. Only because I typed it from the coziness of my bed from the phone my hubbs gave me for Christmas. And "un-capitalizing" all my letters is too time-consuming. My lowercase habits may bother you, but this Title Case thing is a-buggin' me. It is, however, NOTABIGDEAL, just a little factoid about the person who thinks she needs a clone. Ohhhh...heavenhelpus!)


(And P.P.S. Here is an iPhone pic of our Wii Mii's. These were designed by my oldest 2 children -- we've since added big sis Lauren Ashlee, Uncle Glenn, the grandparents. Random people named Kyha9. The Wii was a huge gift from Mom/Dad Trenkle. Good times.)