tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15439860573157103042024-03-04T21:32:05.782-08:00delorenzi frenzierinnirishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15495174038724146021noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1543986057315710304.post-5208754184185218412013-03-10T11:49:00.000-07:002013-03-10T11:55:20.991-07:00RICHARD TWISS<br />
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We still can't believe it. Richard was so vibrant, so full of life and vision. How does that just end-- in a moment? Here, and then...not here.<br />
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We first met Richard and Katherine in South Dakota in 1998. I remember it so clearly- seeing Richard in his regalia, with his wife by his side. I instantly respected him. He held his head high- not proudly but confidently. He walked with honour.<br />
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The last time we saw him was in Oklahoma in 2010. It was at the Sing To The Mountains Music Festival and Richard spoke. I remember thoroughly enjoying his talk and telling him so afterward. It had been a long time since I had heard him speak and it was so good to listen to his words of truth and clarity. And his jokes too....there were ALWAYS jokes.<br />
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Kris and Richard and Katherine took great joy in teasing and pranking each other. Many times Kris and I would giggle over the jabs back and forth between him and The Twisses, all in good fun and with a mutual love for each other. Here is one of my favourites- Kris' 'enhanced' photo of Richard. <br />
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Whenever I saw Richard he was smiling. I honestly do not remember him ever not smiling! It was a sincere smile. It said to me- "I am content. I am thankful".<br />
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We are thankful to have known you Richard, and to have enjoyed the warmth of your smile and the wisdom of your words.<br />
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<br />erinnirishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15495174038724146021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1543986057315710304.post-80485943121985766702013-01-01T18:10:00.000-08:002013-01-01T18:16:13.182-08:00Waking The Sound in Thunder BayWaking The Sound will finally be playing in Thunder Bay again! Don't miss it! January 11 at The Apollo with Jesse Clarke and Nathan Woods. <br />
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<a href="https://www.facebook.com/wakingthesoundkrisdelorenzi">Or click here to go to Facebook</a>erinnirishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15495174038724146021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1543986057315710304.post-41965573029972154562012-12-18T16:06:00.000-08:002012-12-18T16:09:53.725-08:00Please Talk to Strangers--- They might be a friend of mine...<span class="userContent">Last night I had to run into the Superstore to
grab a few things. I noticed that a lady next to me in the aisle was
speaking french to her husband, so of course, I asked her about
tourtiere. We had a lovely discussion about how it should and should
NOT be made (she uses regular ground beef and pork and would NEVER use
veal). As we parted ways she said to me that she would think of me on
Christmas when she ate her tourtiere with her family, and I promised that I would do
the same. </span><br />
<span class="userContent">When I got home, I saw the obituary of someone I knew. </span><br />
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was a young mother that I got to know during her pregnancies. </span><br />
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<span class="userContent">She was
lovely. </span><br />
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<span class="userContent">I have no idea how she died, but I do know that she left 2
small children. </span><br />
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<span class="userContent">She lived in my neighbourhood. </span><br />
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then and wave.</span><br />
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<b><i><span class="userContent" style="font-size: large;">What a tragedy. </span></i></b><br />
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<span class="userContent">To me, those moments of chatting with a
stranger in the grocery store, or a new mom in the clinic are what make
life beautiful. </span><br />
<span class="userContent">Life is precious and sometimes too short. </span><br />
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that cranky shopper. </span><br />
<span class="userContent">Talk to strangers. </span><br />
<span class="userContent">You may make their day, and
they may make yours. </span><br />
<span class="userContent">That stranger could be my sister, my friend, someone I love.</span><br />
<span class="userContent">That stranger may need a kind word to keep them going...</span><br />
<span class="userContent"><i> <span style="font-size: large;"><b>--Be kind for everyone you meet is fighting a
great battle.--</b></span> </i>Plato</span>
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Our family went away for Christmas and had the most magical time. Here are a few photos...<br />
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My 15 year old niece was diagnosed with AML Leukemia in January. This has consumed my life and the lives of the rest of my family since. Bronwyn did chemo, beat cancer, and then almost died a few times- the chemo put her into heart failure. Our lives stood still for weeks, make that months, it's all a blur now. Long story short, she now has a VAD and is living in Toronto awaiting a heart transplant. She learned how to walk again. She is dancing. She just started school. She is thriving and inspiring all that know her. Here is a link to the Facebook page that my sister and brother-in-law started when Bronwyn was diagnosed. It's all there- their whole insane ride.<br />
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We had a beautiful summer, went on a road trip to a huge music festival in South Dakota that Kris played at. Enjoyed our family and our growing boys.<br />
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And then in September ALL of the boys in our house went to school. Nathan to JK, Kaelan grade 7, Josiah grade 8 and Kris too! Kris is currently taking the 1 year education program at LU (and kicking butt I might add).<br />
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This is sooooooo not what we thought the passed year was gonna look like!<br />
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And what's next? Who knows! I have thrown it all up in the air and wherever it lands, it lands. It is out of my hands!<br />
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Ferris was right- "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it."<br />
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All I can say is- Please don't miss it!!!! Don't get so stuck in the grind that you forget to lift your head and enjoy all that is around you! And don't get so attached to a particular plan or dream that you can't be happy today! <br />
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This is it! Now is all we have!<br />
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Hug your kids, say kind things, enjoy your friends, live life. Things can change in a moment and sometimes you can never go back. <br />
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That's where I'm at after the year we have had. Nothing is more valuable than family and nothing is more urgent than this moment.<br />
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<br />erinnirishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15495174038724146021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1543986057315710304.post-14854115124167436632011-11-07T05:42:00.000-08:002011-11-07T05:42:10.390-08:00WAKING THE SOUND HAS A NEW SINGLE!!!Kris' new single, "When The Colours Fade" is now available on itunes!<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">WHAT happened? HOW did this happen? And WHAT NEXT???</span></b><br />
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There are a lot of reasons why we are still here. We did all of the work- we purged, cleaned, painted...worked. We put the house up for sale...and sold it! Or so we thought. Days before closing the sale fell through.<br />
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I had already quit my job that I loved. We had turned down other offers. I had researched homeschooling and bought curriculum. We had our RV picked out and ready to be picked up as soon as the sale was final. <u><b>We had already given away our snow shovel !!</b></u><b> </b>:) We were confused!<br />
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But then I got a phone call offering me a GREAT job- I didn't even get a day off between jobs! And other things happened---we started to accept that we needed to be here- we needed to stay home...for now at least. It has been an odd transition, surreal. But we are very happy and very thankful. Kris will have time to work on his second CD, the boys are happy to be in school with their friends, and I am learning to 'go with the flow'...and Nathan- he just wants to party :) <br />
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A friend shared this blog with me right when we needed to hear it. Needless to say, I can relate! <br />
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So here we are in Thunder Bay for another winter. We hope to make it warmer by sharing more time with friends :) ... now where's that bin with the snow pants....<br />
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I will now leave you with a random picture of my boys being silly...<br />
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...'cause that's what it's all about...<br />
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peace,<br />
erinn<br />
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<br />erinnirishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15495174038724146021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1543986057315710304.post-60572609302963408632011-07-29T16:21:00.000-07:002011-07-29T18:19:46.025-07:00living differentlythe other day my son decided that he doesn't want an ipod touch .<br />
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he's been saving up for one for some time .<br />
we were having a conversation about needs vs. wants and he had a revelation . he doesn't need an ipod, he wanted one but doesn't need it . --there's nothing wrong with wanting and/or needing an ipod- it's just not for him .<br />
then he said, "mom, i think that when i'm a man,<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> i'm going to live differently</span></b> ." i asked him what he meant . he explained that<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">he doesn't want to want what everyone else has just because everyone else has it . </span> </b></span><br />
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he wants to live differently . <br />
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to hear my son say that felt so good!<br />
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we have always tried to live simply and tried to not become too attached to our 'things' . it's a good thing too! as we pack up our home i am amazed at how much stuff we have accumulated over the past 13 years in this house . <br />
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this upcoming year we will focus on the simple pleasures- delicious food (of course), the beauty of nature, meeting new friends and being surrounded by our family . <br />
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i want to live differently too . <br />
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watch this video of one family living within their means- it's amazing!!!!<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><i>p.s. we are actively looking for the right motorhome for our family . please message me if you know of one for sale . we will need lots of storage space and beds for everyone (that's 5) .</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>oh yes, and one more thing- kris will be playing at ruby moon july 30. if you live in thunder bay it would be so nice to see you before we go</b></span>erinnirishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15495174038724146021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1543986057315710304.post-34613166535351428532011-05-29T10:06:00.000-07:002011-05-29T10:23:09.279-07:00the bucket listdo you have a <span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #fff2cc;">bucket list</span></b></span>? <span style="background-color: white;"><b><span style="color: #fff2cc;"></span></b></span> things you want to do before you "kick the bucket"?<br />
i do. i'm working on it.<br />
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john lennon said,<span style="font-size: x-large;"><i> <b style="color: #fce5cd;">"life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans" </b> </i></span><br />
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what's the point of having a list if you're not working on it. that's just depressing.<br />
my list has a variety of things on it, some are free, simple. some would cost thousands to accomplish. but i'll do them ALL- i'm determined to.<br />
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some things i have crossed of my list -<br />
ran a 1/2 marathon<br />
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built something out of wood with my dad<br />
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i have some ongoing goals- be a good mom, learn to cook, learn to pick a good red wine, make a <b><span style="color: #ffe599;">deadly</span></b> cinnamon bun (anyone have a great recipe? i had a cinnamon bun in st.jacob's that has ruined me- it melted in my mouth- it was the size of my head- i ate the whole thing. i need that mennonite girl's recipe! and her arms for kneading). <br />
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traveling with our family in a motor home has been something that kris and i have talked about for years and we've been working towards it for years. one baseboard, one piece of trim, one little stinkin' detail at a time...<br />
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what's on your list?<br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><b style="color: #fce5cd;">start one of them. </b></i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="color: #fff2cc;"> </span></b></span>erinnirishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15495174038724146021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1543986057315710304.post-22786897741495054142011-05-08T12:53:00.000-07:002011-05-09T15:59:42.389-07:00the timeline...sometimes we have ideas about how things will go...and they don't. many times i have set 'deadlines' only to see them quietly pass. i <b style="color: #f9cb9c;">NEVER</b> thought i would have more children after 30-<span style="color: #fce5cd;"> </span><i style="color: #f9cb9c;"><b>that's so old</b></i><i style="color: #f9cb9c;">! </i><span style="color: #f9cb9c;"> </span>then came little nathan when i was 35, right at the perfect time. when kris and i got married at 21 and 22 we thought that 'for sure' we would be living in a cottage on a lake or in the rainforest of costa rica by now. but here we are, in the house we bought 14 years ago, in the city we were born in- 3 kids, soccer, basketball, karate, working 4 days a week, dishes, laundry...as years pass. and now, finally, after saving our pennies, renting movies instead of going to the theatre, spending time at home with our family instead of taking trips, 'making do' and waiting for the 'right' time...<br />
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<div style="color: #f9cb9c;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>it's time to go.</b></span></div><br />
there are some things that you have to make happen- work you have to put in, decisions you must make, sacrifices. but you can't make the right time happen, it just does. and when it does, respond. no matter what. trust yourself, trust the time, trust that <b style="color: #f9cb9c;">God knows</b>, even when you're overwhelmed and confused.<br />
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don't wait because the time can pass. today i am 38 years old.<br />
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i don't want to miss it.<br />
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<h6 class="uiStreamMessage"><i><span class="messageBody"> <span style="font-size: large;">"Ya know Mom, we only live once. Millions of people have lived and died and we have no idea who they were. We might as well do something meaningful with our short life."~ Josiah DeLorenzi, 11 years old</span> </span></i></h6>erinnirishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15495174038724146021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1543986057315710304.post-84618323375209481492011-04-25T14:26:00.001-07:002011-05-08T15:26:49.470-07:00Check out music from Waking The Sound - Kris DeLorenzi<img border="0" height="0" src="http://c.gigcount.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTMwMzc2NjcxODk1MyZwdD*xMzAzNzY2ODA3OTY4JnA9MjcwODEmZD1*dW5lV2lkZ2V*X2ZpcnN*X2dlbiZuPWJsb2dnZXIm/Zz*xJm9mPTA=.gif" style="height: 0px; visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /> <object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" height="415" width="434"><param name="movie" value="http://cache.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/19/tuneWidget.swf?twID=artist_947510&shuffle=false&autoPlay=true&blogBuzz=buzz"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><param name="allowNetworking" value="all"></param><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"></param><param name="wmode" value="opaque"></param><param name="quality" value="best"></param><embed src="http://cache.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/19/tuneWidget.swf?twID=artist_947510&shuffle=false&autoPlay=true&blogBuzz=buzz" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowNetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="opaque" quality="best" width="434" height="415"></embed></object><br />
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