My Story | Radio shows and motherhood

Happy Mother’s Day!!!

What? Are you  incredulous that not only am I not 2 days late, or even right on time, I’m jumping the gun 2 days early.

I’m hoping…that if I do Mother’s Day right, I won’t be sitting at my computer. I have some very big plans for some snuggles times with everyone in my house under three feet tall. So, I wanted to wish you all a Happy Mother’s Day early in case I don’t get a chance to this Sunday.

A few weeks ago, I was sitting in church and Pastor Carl Moore mentioned the radio program “Word of Hope” that the church has been broadcasting for years. So, of course, my mind starts wandering down a windy but beautiful path. Radio is such a fascinating world for me, although I have absolutely no desire to ever dabble in it. I certainly don’t have the voice for radio. But broadcasting out on radio waves, much like my rambling on this blog, must at times feel like talking to the wind. How can you tell who’s out there? Who’s listening? Are you having any impact at all?

And then I remembered.

I was 21. I was a first year grad student at UH, barely making ends meet. Living with roommates in a house with holes in the floor. Driving my first car that cost me a whopping $600. I LOVED that car, but you had to fill the radiator every time you needed to drive more than 10 miles. And it couldn’t make it up steep hills. I remember trying to give a friend a ride home and after two failed attempts to get up a steep hill, we had to find an alternate route to her house. So I found a second job on Sunday mornings. I was also on the hunt for a church but faced a bit of a problem since most churches meet on Sunday mornings. I really didn’t know where to look. During a call home to the Big Island, my father mentioned that he had been listening to a guy named Ralph Moore on the radio. Told me that this Ralph guy had a church, and that it was actually pretty close to where I lived. That I should go check it out. So I did. And that’s how I found Hope Chapel Kaneohe Bay.

It was a large church…and I was quiet. It took a while before I got to really know anyone there, but after a few years, I was looking to get better connected. So, I searched their website until I found the name of the Pastor in charge of the college-age ministry, Ignite. His name was Scott. There was contact information for him so I sent him a quick email. This one to be exact.

I can’t believe this was the email that started our journey. I wish it was a little more flowery and romantic. It definitely wasn’t love at first sight, that took a little bit to develop. I kind of had to chase him at times, fortunately, he’s really not a great runner. Thank goodness for that. Because about six years after hearing my dad talk about a radio show, and three-years-two-months after that email, I married that man. And would you believe it? We were married by the very man whose voice over the radio waves helped us find each other, Pastor Ralph Moore.

It’s a few years later and I find myself now bearing these wonderful, heavy, precious labels…wife….mom.

I think of the way we struggle, pouring ourselves into things and never knowing what will become of it, how it will impact and change the lives of others. Is it worth it? I don’t think we’ll always know. But I think it’s pretty crazy cool how a little radio program helped me.

Hawaii photography sisters in family shoot

It gave me a church.
It gave me a home.
It gave me a family.
Not too shabby for this girl.

Keao is a Hawaii family and wedding photographer available on the islands of Oahu and the Big Island.  She loves books, chewy chocolate chip cookies, is unable to keep from rambling when writing, and would love nothing more than to be able to tell your story with beautiful images.  Contact Keao to learn how to schedule a portrait session or request information on wedding services.  (keao@keaosphotography.com)

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North Shore, Hawaii | Loulu Palm Wedding | the story of Emma and Jon

Every part of their story fascinated me.  I’ll never get over the miracle of people falling in love, how it can flourish even over distance and time.  Emma and Jon both proclaimed themselves to be “closet” online daters, a bit shy that their busy lives had persuaded them to try eHarmony.  Emma, a local girl, found her calling at the young age of 15 when dear friends of her family had a premature baby who spent 23 months in the hospital.  Emma and her mom, Beth, became faithful members of the “Aunty Patrol,” taking turns with feeds and touch times. Touched by that experience, she  went on to become a NICU nurse but found that the long hours and strenuous schedule didn’t leave much time for a personal life.

She tentatively signed up for eHarmony and because she was considering moving back to the Northwest where she attended college, she included that area on a whim.  One of her first matches was Jon, and so their story began.  They patiently waited until a trip to the Northwest set the perfect time for a “first” date.  Emma said Jon blew right by her at first and when he turned around, he ran back and scooped her up in a bear hug.  They shared stories and laughter over dinner and felt a connection growing.   Unfortunately, he left the next day for a 10 day hunting trip and would have no cell reception.  So, after a promising first date, there was now an agonizing stretch of quiet anticipation.  Once the hunting trip was over, Jon couldn’t even wait until he got home.  On the ride home, he picked up his phone and called.  There would be several trips back and forth but after 6 months of long distance dating, Emma moved to Oregon to be closer to family and, even better, closer to Jon.  She said she found him incredibly warm and kind, and loved his confidence.  He, in turn, had found a bright, funny partner-in-crime who always lightened things up and brought a sense of humor into everything.

Their proposal story certainly had me laughing.   The proposal came 2 years into their courtship, at the end of a long, fun day skiing on the slopes of Mt. Bachelor.  He was bent down “adjusting his boots” when he asked her to look at him. She thought he wanted to use her goggles as a mirror so she turned and stared into his eyes.  She leaned over and patiently waited as he stared into her eyes but he kept insisting “look at me.”  She replied “I AM!”

“No, look in my hand, honey.”

There in his hand was a ring.  He’d carried it in his pocket all day while skiing on the mountainside, terrified that it would get lost.  But it was still there when the big moment arrived.  He asked her the most important question she would ever hear and he heard the answer that would change their lives, YES!

They chose the beautiful estate, Loulu Palm, on the north shore of Oahu for their wedding.  Loulu Palm offers a beautiful, up-scale outdoor backdrop for a wedding.  It’s so classy and everything lovely about Hawaii and it still manages a warm and intimate feel.  It’s snuggled between the Ko`olau Mountains and a white sandy beach and is wonderfully private. We had the beach completely to ourselves for sunset photos while the guests enjoyed cocktail hour  on the sprawling lawn.

It was also a big wedding for me.  Not only was this for a long-time client, a family I’ve grown to love dearly, but it was also my first wedding back after maternity leave.  I was fortunate to bring along an awesome team, my “knows-where-I-left-my-keys/gray-card/flash/head” assistant, Joy, and the amazing second photographer, Lisa Hoang, who did an incredible job capturing details and beautiful moments.  And I have to give a huge thanks to Christine Lustig Events, who took care every single detail and coordinated the day to perfection.  I waited a while to feature this wedding on my blog because it’s been making the rounds in online wedding publications, Sweet Violet Bride, Love Toast Blog, and Modern Weddings Hawaii.

Contact me for your portrait or wedding photography needs, I’d love to hear your love story!

 

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