Shout Out: Nephi, the hero of my camera set

I had a wonderful opportunity to be a part of the Grantsville High photo day on Monday, September 15th of 2014. It was already a great school and I was so happy to be the lead photographer there but I had an unexpected series of events that could have been dastardly had one awesome high schooler not been there to swoop in. As most of you know, I do from time to time have battle of the wits with my nemesis dyscalculia or A.K.A number dyslexia. I was having a rough morning with it and incorrectly positioned my main light at an embarrassingly tall number so needless to say I had a cord that was not quite where it ought to have been...and I was a little tired...and I am sure you can see where this goes. I tripped on it and the whole thing started falling like a slow motion horror film. I was able to catch it as it fell but in trying to get it back up it was too tall to balance and started falling the other way. But there happened to be one awesome senior standing in line right next to my set and he pretty much pulled a superman deal and we got it back up. *whew* I remeasured and all was good with that, but I could not help but give a giant shout out to Nephi for saving my day and really, all of our day. Had my camera been unable to function that would have been a long day for the whole school. Thank you so much for saving my butt Nephi. Words can seriously not thank you enough for being there when you were. :D

Sincerely,

Jetta Marie

Poem- Little Hopes

Little Hopes

The world has got me down today

For eternity I want to lay

Alone in tears from all this pain

My mind is drifting from things sane.

But in my shallow darkness bleak

Though I feel so tired and weak,

I try to find those little things

 Things of beauty now to sing.

So like a game I seek life's gifts

In hope this sadness will then lift

So here they are in proper pose

my glistening dew upon my rose;

I am grateful for the sky and trees

For the people who are there for me,

For the sense of calm in raging storm

For being nothing at all near norm,

For the way I see the world around

For the way I hear each wave of sound

For the power to learn from what I lack

For the classy shirt upon my back.

I guess though hard I can be glad

And remember the things that I DO have. 

My day of pain has changed one hue,

Oh, the power of brighter views! 

One little hope to lift the blues

The amazing power of gratitude.