Christmas 2009

Christmas 2009 from Heather Ozuna on Vimeo.

Blowin' in the Wind: Bonta Family

When asked if I could take sibling portraits I knew I would be faced with a challenge. I know romance, I know love, I know couples... What I am not familiar with is how to pose an oober fabulous brother sister duo without making them look like they are smack dab in the middle of a wonderful love story! I was excited for the challenge.. and it helped that they were so much fun. We had a blast and I think we pulled it off.. what do you think?

Oh Christmas Tree

One of my favorite things about the season is the Christmas tree. The smell is wonderful, the sight is magical. I could stare at it for hours. This year I got to do the Christmas tree thing TWICE! Brett and I got our very own first Christmas tree and had a blast decorating it. Then the week after we got to go with my family to get their Christmas tree and help decorate!

Ellie's First Christmas:) The tree is her toy.

We added another year of hand prints to the tree skirt. Brett got to put his first handprint in it:)

Our Tree!
it had to have a hidden mickey on it:)

We call this the cat on the flying carpet ornament.. we think it's funny. haha.

Gibson Family: From 3 to 4

I was so excited to be able to capture the Gibson Family again. With the baby bump gone, the family grew from 3 to 4. Families just don't get much cuter than this!

Anchor

As her and I held hands the last night we were together my mind wandered and swam through a murky water of emotions. Drowning deeper in my fear, anxiety, sadness, frustration.. her hand was an anchor to mine. Barely conscious, her hand would squeeze mine abruptly, pulling me from the murkiness into clear view. Reminding me of His grace, encouraging me with His justice, healing me with His peace. Asleep in a hospice bed, her hand was my anchor.

It's been one year since the day she left. One very full and very joyful year. Much time and memories have separated me from that day but my heart is still there. There's not a day that goes by without a thought of her. When I dig through my closet for shoes I find an old birthday card. While I sort through pictures hers pop up. My house is filled with her furniture that still smells of her. Everyday I pass my bookshelf and see her Bible. I find myself missing her hugs. They were the real kind, the lingering kind. I miss her walking through the door and swaddling me in her love and encouragement. Even now, I can feel her swaddling me. In moments of overwhelming sadness, I remember her peace. In moments of discouragement I'm reminded of her strength. When I lose faith I remember her steadfastness. It's been one year since she's left. Alive with The King in eternity.. her hand is still my anchor.

Twelve months ago she had a new birthday. Leaving the cancer behind she joined Him in perfection. I chose to spend her new "birthday" in thankful celebration... I wonder how they celebrated?

Merry Christmas

December has been one crazy month! Every day is full.. but I can't complain because it's been full of fun! Photoshoots, family time, Disneyland, friends, holidays, concerts...
To all who have been reminding me of my blogging inconsistency.. I promise, LOTS of posts are coming!
<3 u all. Thanks for sticking around:)