Read some poems, released the butterflies, then the balloons, and then one last poem. After that we went and had a little party!!
Here's the video if u want to see it - in three pieces. The middle one is the longest, about 8 minutes(OK I JUST FOUND OUT THIS STOPS AT 2 MINUTES, WORKING ON FIXING THAT PART - RIGHT NOW IT DOESNT SHOW THE RELEASE - SORRY! WHEN ITS FIXED ILL POST A NOTE). Its the main part of the ceremony including when we released the butterflies and had the balloon release. Its also off my digital camera, so its not crystal clear, but u can hear the poems and such that we read.
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Here's some pics if you weren't there (and even if you were!)-
Balloons with butterflies on the ends (you might have to look close)
The family shot.A poem written for Dad by my friend Adriana:
One Foot in Front of the Other
Ten years, Dad, with one foot in front of the other
Sometimes wishing you could carry me along the way.
I haven't always known which path to take or road to follow,
Or which words to keep to myself or say.
There have been times when I've needed you to talk to,
And I find myself holding pictures of times I wish we had more of.
The best I can do is pine through those memories
And bring up your gentle voice, your warmth, your love.
But your spirit gives me the courage and strength
To tread and charge with a heart full of conviction,
To follow my dreams, to respect myself and others
While I puddle jump life's harder transitions.
There have been times when I've needed a little Bronco
And times when I've needed to relax and step back,
And though it's harder to do with you up there rather than next to me,
I can still feel it when you pick up my slack.
I can tell when I notice butterfly wings flutter,
I can feel it when the sunshine breaks through the cloud,
I can smell it when I pump my gas at a Texaco,
And I know it when I raise my diploma up proud.
Ten years have slowed me down a little
I'm in no rush to let life just pass me by.
I keep looking back trying to recapture details,
Letting them fill the water in my eyes.
But, it's one foot in front of the other,
One sunrise and one sunset at a time.
I've got this one chance of a lifetime, Dad,
One hell of a mountain to climb.
And you'll be with me at every moment,
You've never strayed from side,
It's just that sometimes I have to remember,
That my eyes can't always see what's inside.
Ten years, Dad, with one foot in front of the other
Sometimes wishing you could carry me along the way.
I haven't always known which path to take or road to follow,
Or which words to keep to myself or say.
There have been times when I've needed you to talk to,
And I find myself holding pictures of times I wish we had more of.
The best I can do is pine through those memories
And bring up your gentle voice, your warmth, your love.
But your spirit gives me the courage and strength
To tread and charge with a heart full of conviction,
To follow my dreams, to respect myself and others
While I puddle jump life's harder transitions.
There have been times when I've needed a little Bronco
And times when I've needed to relax and step back,
And though it's harder to do with you up there rather than next to me,
I can still feel it when you pick up my slack.
I can tell when I notice butterfly wings flutter,
I can feel it when the sunshine breaks through the cloud,
I can smell it when I pump my gas at a Texaco,
And I know it when I raise my diploma up proud.
Ten years have slowed me down a little
I'm in no rush to let life just pass me by.
I keep looking back trying to recapture details,
Letting them fill the water in my eyes.
But, it's one foot in front of the other,
One sunrise and one sunset at a time.
I've got this one chance of a lifetime, Dad,
One hell of a mountain to climb.
And you'll be with me at every moment,
You've never strayed from side,
It's just that sometimes I have to remember,
That my eyes can't always see what's inside.
- Adriana Murphy
May 1, 2006
May 1, 2006
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