tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63160701543892381912024-02-20T12:33:15.142-08:00It's still being written...A happy wanna be gardener, country music, Aerosmith lovin, proud to be a Hoosier, Mormon, Wife, Mom, GrandmaAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10531902842262533621noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316070154389238191.post-50889478462417776332014-05-13T22:07:00.000-07:002014-05-20T19:48:10.767-07:00Endings and BeginningsI started writing this post back in February and I did not post it, cause frankly it was pretty depressing and I knew at the time that I just needed to write it all out and let the feelings pour out of me. But I also was smart enough not to publish it because well, it was just a little melodramatic!<br />
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I am a pretty big boob when it comes to my kids, and with this being my baby and my only daughter, let's just say I am glad I waited so I could hit the back space button and erase 50% of what I had written. So here is the revised version, exposing my underbelly and the big wimp that I am:)<br />
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February 23rd - It is 17 days until my baby is married. I am experiencing all kinds of emotional ups and downs of which I am trying to get a handle on, and not have a complete cry fest... We had her bridal shower this past weekend, it was such a fun afternoon and she was so happy, she kept saying, 'is this really me, and am I really getting married!?' It felt very surreal for both of us. <br />
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Since she got engaged I have felt like I was on a roller coaster ride, with extreme ups and downs. While I was excited about my baby's new adventure and all the fun things in store for her, I was having a big pity party for myself. We were going to be empty nesters! This is what happens to old people, I don't want to be old.<br />
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I am sure I am not the only mom to go through this, I know I am not. But for me, right now, I feel very isolated. <br />
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Hubby does not relate, he is of course sad, but he is also excited to have all of my attention:)<br />
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But me, well I am happy one minute, bawling my eyes out the next,and feeling slightly nuts:P <br />
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<b>Happiness</b> - My daughter is so happy, so that in turn makes me happy. She found her 'Mr Right' and he is pretty awesome! He fits right in with our crazy family, and her 4 brothers have approved! I adore him and most importantly our baby girl loves him. I know he loves our girl and will take good care of her.<br />
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<b>Sadness</b> - She will be living in another state.. ugh 12 hours away.. you can tell me there will be visits, and there will be, I know. But I will miss her! It's not the same and we all know it... no spur of the moment lunch dates, no more mommy/daughter pedicure dates, ah sigh.<br />
When the grand babies do start to come I will be the grandma that will miss out on the day to day fun, I will come out for the big things.. but will miss the weekly games, choir concerts, play performances etc.... and yes, I am going there in my thoughts.. and it makes me sad. I am sad about things that have not even happened yet.. good grief! </div>
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S<b>adness/Happiness at the same time</b> - is this possible? Yes it is... I don't want to sound ungrateful because I know I am blessed, but this is the end of an era.. this is it... we have raised the kids, 5 of em!<br />
<span style="text-align: center;">They are all fantastically terrific, they have wonderful spouses, they love the Lord, the grand babies have started to arrive, that makes me so happy! The sad part is that it's over. I think that folks have it wrong.. when they say the golden years are after your kids are gone and out of the house. I think the golden years just might have been when they were home and we were playing taxi driver to all their activities, going on family vacations, band concerts, choir concerts, plays, dances, and the list goes on.</span><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">See what I mean about melodramatic? Told ya! I was really on one, but I am better now, that was rough.</span></div>
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<b>May 13, 2014</b><br />
I survived! My baby girl is married! It was a beautiful day and believe it or not I only cried once (dang the daddy/daughter dance) I think I had cried all my tears away long before the wedding day.<br />
Do I feel silly for being so emotional? Nah, that's just the way I am, and I think its just part of being a mama. Besides, I have already made my first road trip to see her! All is well!<br />
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<b>Excitement- </b>for what lies ahead for her, and for our family! I have a new son, and they are going to make some really pretty babies!<br />
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The water show, World of Color was spectacular! <br />
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My family loves anything Disney, probably because we have made so many memories there. So it wasn't a strange request from my daughter to go to Disney on her 20th birthday.<br />
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I had told her that we would go on her b'day in January, well, it just didn't work out, I had just started a new job in October and we were in major planning stages of our upcoming shows, plus my husband had been assigned a new project at his job and was feeling that it was not going to work out.<br />
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So I promised during her spring break we would sneak away no matter what!<br />
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Well, spring break was fast approaching and it was probably an even worse time to leave our jobs. I was really struggling as to what I should do, should I just tell her we couldn't do it right now?Thank goodness, the clarity came! There is never going to be a good time to leave work...<br />
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My baby girl wanted to go on spring break with her best friend Cami, and her mom and dad... to Disney! What the heck was I thinking, these moment's don't last forever, projects come and go at work, but taking time to be with my family, that's what matters most.<br />
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We were up at the crack of dawn, we ate churros for breakfast, big fat dill pickles for lunch (the best one's are only sold at Disney), hit every ride, took a thousand pictures, took some time to shop for grand kids in Downtown Disney, and walked and walked till we couldn't walk anymore. We laughed and joked and forgot the world for 3 days and it was blissful.<br />
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I am sure when we go back to work tomorrow the projects will still be there, hair will be on fire as usual, and that's all good too. I will be ready to work.<br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">“People who go to Disney who have magic in themselves experience magic there... The principle is simple: fun, joy, and happiness, are something we bring to life, not something life, circumstance, or situation bring to us. There are truly no magic kingdoms, only magic people.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Fun, joy and happiness are choices, orientations, approaches, attitudes, a way of living in the world, not the world itself...” </span></span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10531902842262533621noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316070154389238191.post-9257193436331509122013-02-18T14:51:00.001-08:002013-02-18T20:04:41.094-08:00It's been a while...My goodness, I'm a lame blogger! Since my last blog, I have a new job, a new grand daughter, Christmas has come and gone, I turned a year older, '48 not so bad', I officially do not have any teenage children (very weird) and dealt with the loss of one of our sweet schnauzers. <br />
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Time to get caught up and do a better job and keeping up...<br />
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I'm now working at RLegacy Entertainment. We are 8 weeks away from launching our first 'Inspire My Life' event. You can check us out at <a href="http://inspiremylife.com/">inspiremylife.com</a><br />
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I work with a team of great folks, and we have had a great time getting to know each other and working out all the fun exciting details of this program. <br />
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It is a far cry from the tech world I was in before and is a much better fit for my personality.<br />
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The latest addition to our family a beautiful new grand daughter.<br />
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To say that I love my grand children would be a huge understatement! I remember when my first grand baby arrived, I was worried that I would not love him as much as I love my own kids. Well, I am here to tell you... you don't need to worry about that! Your ability to love just increases and is magnified in these sweet grand babies that arrive. I'm so excited to see what the future holds for these little angels that have joined our family! I can't wait!!<br />
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I'm not exactly sure how it could possibly be 20 years since my baby was born. I'm also not exactly sure when the tradition started of singing the 'Birthday Song' as loud and as badly as we do... but none the less this is how the O'Gwin's do it. <br />
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Last but not least my 11 year old Miniature Schnauzer passed away this Friday. She was a sweet little girl and has left a hole in our hearts. <br />
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Needless to say I am ready for Spring to arrive and ready to start digging in my garden, but for now I will just have to be content with the seed magazines that are arriving everyday.<br />
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The reason for the party... our pretty Kara (and that cute round belly)</div>
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The girls of the family decided it was about time to have a baby shower, the cute little addition to our family would be here in just about 6 weeks, and we wanted to make sure she had plenty of cute things to wear! </div>
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We had all been doing lots of 'pinning of baby showers' on Pinterest, ever since the day we found out Kara was expecting. My niece Kyra found the perfect theme and so the planning began. With about a gallon of gold glitter, and gold spray paint and throw in some creativity we managed to do our version of ...<br />
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We bought an old Cinderella story book ripped out the pages and stained them with tea bags, then burnt the edges, we then traced out the individual letters and sprayed gold glitter on the pages and hung them from the curtains, above the table.<br />
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It took me a while to get this blog written, now it is only 20 days till this little lady arrives (maybe less) and we are all so excited there might be some arm wrestling going on in my house to see who gets to hold this baby the most, hmmm I think I win... cause I'm the Grandma!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10531902842262533621noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316070154389238191.post-62554249903173051162012-09-18T15:05:00.001-07:002013-02-18T19:34:50.563-08:00I thought he walked on water... <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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A few weeks ago I was driving home from Salt Lake and an old song by Randy Travis came on the radio, instantly my Uncle Bob's sweet face popped in my mind. He passed away about a year ago, and for that short 40 minute drive home I felt like I had an unseen passenger:)</div>
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He was my great uncle and just as he appears in the picture above is how he looked when I was a little girl. He was raised in Kentucky, grew up very poor, I never remember him having any teeth.</div>
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He always smelled like Old Spice, and was always clean shaven.</div>
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He worked as a hired hand for my Uncle Frank on the farm. I have wonderful memories of listening to all of my uncles, and Papa sitting around Grandma Jewell's dinner table, drinking coffee hot enough to burn your taste buds and playing Rook, laughing and tellin jokes. </div>
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In his later years my mom moved my Uncle Bob out to Tennessee so she could take care of him. I got to see him once a year until he passed away. He was a good man, he always told me he would have liked to come see the mountains of Utah. Well, I think he did... with me... a few weeks ago, in my car.</div>
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Some changes since my last post, I got a new job. I am working at the Jr High that my kids attended so many years ago. I am the 'mean' ISS lady (In School Suspension) I get to meet all the kids that are tardy and sluff and disrupt class. Instead of being sent to the office they are sent to the 'dreaded room 5' believe me they all know what room 5 is:)<br />
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I broke up my first fight in the halls today between a couple boys... don't worry they were smaller then me (I'm a big chicken) <br />
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You would think it would be a crummy job, but I like it. Not because I enjoy being mean cause I'm not mean. I enjoy talking to these kids, none of them are bad, mostly just lost. It's really the parents that need to have detention! Most of the time these kids just need an advocate. <br />
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I see how easily these kids could fall through the cracks, happy to say the school I am working for has one of the best Principal's I've seen in a long time, and he really tries to keep this from happening.<br />
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One of my sons came to me through a different mom, he could have just as easily been one of these kids, that at the ripe old age of 13/14 have lost all hope for anything better:( <br />
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Maybe this makes me a little softer on these kids, maybe it makes me a little tougher on them too. <br />
My son just needed to know there was someone out there who gave a damn, and cared about his day and his school work and if he had lunch money, and some friends to talk to.<br />
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I know I can't adopt them all but I sure can try and make the time they spend at school a better place, let them know I 'see' them, I 'hear' them, and I believe in them. <br />
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My son, that had been counted out, graduated from high school, attended college, excels at his job, just bought his first home with his beautiful wife, and is having his first baby this fall. He is a great example of what can happen if someone shows they care.<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10531902842262533621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316070154389238191.post-50934502101615496822012-08-06T10:36:00.001-07:002013-02-18T19:37:41.114-08:00Our Busy Bee's<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It has been about 6 weeks since we last inspected the hives, so Saturday morning we opened them up. They are all doing great. I was brave and got the closest I have ever been and was able to get some pretty good pictures and a couple videos. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">For 20 plus years we have been up at 5:30 am on the 4th we head to Fox Field so that we can walk around as they inflate a field full of hot air balloons. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">We then all crash in the family room to watch Independence Day with Will Smith and nap during the heat of the day. We need to prepare for the long night of fireworks ahead.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This has varied over the years, some years we head to Stadium of Fire and some years we are the 'Neighborhood of Fire', setting off our own mass amount of fireworks. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I am so grateful for the freedoms we enjoy, for this wonderful country we live in, for the men and women who have gone before and those who are serving us today. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You have to love a nation that celebrates its Independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks, and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness. You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Let every nation know, whether it wishes us well or ill, we shall pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe, to assure the survival and success of liberty"</span></div>
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I have not wanted to take the time to post the past couple days, my grand babies and son and his wife are here for a 2 week visit so I feel like each and every minute needs to be spent with them!<br />
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I am so ready for the weekend, we have Summerfest here in our neck of the woods, and this let's me know summer has arrived. The carnival comes to town, local folks set up their booths full of crafts they have made, I usually have my first corn of the cob, children running around with tickets in one hand and cotton candy in the other, and of course the grand finale is a night parade and fireworks two of my favorite things! </div>
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For the past 11 days I have been really laid up with a bad back ache. The dumb thing is, I really don't know what I did to have hurt it this bad...<br />
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I wish I could say I wrestled a Grizzly and won, or I fell off a horse, something a little more dramatic, but the truth is... I think when I picked up my little 20 pound dog at the vets that I twisted a bit funny and felt it kinda give me a zing, and then later that afternoon, when I was helping my daughter in law pull her chair out, at Chili's that I felt another little zang, and by the time I got in my car I was looking through my purse for the Advil, and trying to remember where I put the heating pad at home.<br />
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After 5 days of trying to be tough I gave in and went to the Dr, and he gave me some muscle relaxant that didn't do a dang thing for my back, just made me so I couldn't walk in a straight line.<br />
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Had a sweet neighbor come over and show me a couple tricks that had helped her and actually helped me for a day or two. But by Sunday I was miserable again.<br />
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This week I was in so much pain that Sean came home from work early took me to the Dr. who sent me straight over to physical therapy. After 3 treatments I am finally able to stand for more than 15 minutes without wanting to cry, but I am still not a big fan of sitting:)<br />
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SO the moral of this story is that I am to young to feel this old. Once I get the Dr's o.k it is back on the bike and time to start addressing, HOW I am not going to do this to myself again, I am not entirely sure what that means; Yoga, or Pilates, dare I say losing weight Ugh.<br />
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If you see me hobbling around again, you may assume I have wrestled a Grizzly:)<br />
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The last several days I have had a pretty bad back ache, and to my own admission may have not been a barrel of fun and giggles. My good hubby has been more than nice, he has been to the store on multiple occasions buying every kind of icy/hot patch, lotions and potions, heating pads, etc. etc, to try and ease my pain. <br />
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So I decided even though I was not feeling up to par that it was time to make dinner for him, I had all the ingredients except for two so I s-l-o-w-l-y went to the store and grabbed the items I needed and got in the 15 items or less line. <br />
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In front of me was an older man with a few items, and the young lady who was helping him rang him through quickly and placed his items in a couple bags. He paused and looks at her and in a sarcastic tone says, 'are you paying for the bags?' The cute smile on her face quickly disappeared and I don't think she really understood why he was using that tone with her, and to be honest neither did I.<br />
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So she looked at him innocently as he continued to stand there and glare at her... he repeated himself again and she then turned red and stuttered that she could give him another bag if that is what he was asking. At this point I am feeling badly for the young girl, and so I asked this man if he thought there was a nicer way of asking for another bag to which he just glared at me and said nothing and walked away. <br />
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Maybe it was because I was his age and maybe it was the look on my face, he knew that he should not speak to me as he spoke to this young lady, because I was certainly prepared to let him have it. He grabbed the bag from the girl and left the store.<br />
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The girl who 5 minutes before had been smiling at everyone that went through her line, now had tears in her eyes, red face and was anything but smiling. <br />
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Lesson learned... just Be Nice, how much different would it have turned out if he would have asked in a kinder tone, or better yet just grabbed one of the thousands of bags at the end of every isle. She would have continued to smile and chat with everyone in line and they would have smiled back in return.<br />
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">My day is complete</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">Because you were sweet,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">and without a doubt</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">as we chat about,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">I'll follow this trend</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">And become your friend,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">return some sun shine</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">In your needful time!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">Thanking you my friend</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">'til we chat again!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">Just take my advice,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 16px;">And keep being nice.</span></div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10531902842262533621noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316070154389238191.post-91388196021796541332012-05-30T08:02:00.000-07:002012-05-30T08:07:18.003-07:00Wordless Wednesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10531902842262533621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316070154389238191.post-13913017089181329282012-05-29T09:59:00.002-07:002012-05-30T13:24:15.503-07:00Eight pounds 9 ounces<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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27 years ago at 1:26 am in the morning, after 14 plus hours of labor, I gave birth to an 8 pound 9 oz 21 inch baby boy! When they placed this little baby in my arms I was completely and totally in love!<br />
He was the most perfect baby, and I was sure no one else in the world had ever given birth to a baby as perfect as mine:)<br />
I remember the ride home from the hospital and how slow your dad was driving... totally terrified, your little head was rolling all over the place in the car seat, we pulled off the side of the road to adjust you a couple times on the 30 minute ride home. This still makes me laugh, we were so young.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small; text-align: -webkit-auto;"> When Grandma and me would be in the kitchen we would lay him in a big laundry basket and set him on the table. </span>
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Lots of memories come to mind when I think about my oldest son, big brother, intelligent,sarcastic,
responsible, obnoxious, comic books,student,Dragon's Keep, super heroes, popcorn, frozen jr. mints, science fairs, monsters in the closet, Metallica, missionary,believing, example, roller blading, Stephen King, horror films,paint ball, hard working, Brazil,ambitious,organized, prolific,truth seeking, husband, and father.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">When we discovered Islands of Adventure in Florida with everything Marvel, I am pretty sure my boys thought they got a glimpse of heaven.</td></tr>
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What a blessing he is in my life. What an amazing joyful ride it was to raise this fantastic son. </div>
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Happy Birthday kiddo, I'm sure glad I'm your mom!</div>
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<br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10531902842262533621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316070154389238191.post-29843069618943848122012-05-25T07:32:00.000-07:002013-02-18T19:41:11.861-08:00The 'C' WordRecently my husband spent the day with a good friend whose son is dying from cancer. He is young in his twenties, and has been sent home to die with his loved ones gathered around his bedside. This makes me so sad, and kept me awake most of last night, just pondering about life and the hard things we all endure, some seem to get more than their fair share.<br />
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This disease has hit my family more than I would like to say. My husband lost his 15 year old brother to T-Cell leukemia.<br />
My niece ( <a href="http://thefashionbounty.blogspot.com/">http://thefashionbounty.blogspot.com</a>) battled stage 3 non Hodgkin s Lymphoma when she was 15 and kicked it's ass!<br />
Today my sister in law, Sarah (<a href="http://hopeforsarah.blogspot.com/">http://hopeforsarah.blogspot.com</a>) is valiantly battling cancer and has been for 5 plus years. <br />
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I have lost a very good friend to this disease and watched her bravely battle while making baby blankets and booties for future grand babies she would not meet in this world. Another good friend battled breast cancer and won, but her body is still in pain from all the chemo and surgeries.<br />
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Why do bad things happen to good people, the age old question. Well, I don't have an answer. <br />
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So I have to depend on what I do know.<br />
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I know that we have a Heavenly Father and I know that we have a Savior Jesus Christ. I know that they love us. I know that it is not a race to see who lives longest, I know that adversity is a part of this life, I know that the scriptures are full of bad things happening to good people, our Savior is the perfect example.<br />
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Truman G Madsen once asked Pres. Hugh B Brown, why the Lord would put Abraham through the experience of being asked to sacrifice his own son. Obviously, God knew that Abraham would be willing to do anything God commanded, and if that was so, why did the Lord put him through such a test? Pres. Brown answered, "Abraham needed to learn something about Abraham.<br />
I know that when heavy trials have been placed upon me, that is when I have grown/learned the most. Although I only see that in hindsight, not while enduring them.<br />
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I know there is life after this life, I know that we will live again, I know that while we are sad when they leave us there is a great rejoicing and reunion on the other side with family members who have gone before. I know that families really are forever.<br />
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SO I cling to what I know and believe, and pray for those who are going through this hard trial, that they may feel the love and comfort that only our Savior can give.<br />
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Today Matters!<br />
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So I am still slugging along on my bike, I have made it to my goal this week. I am up to just a little over 5 miles round trip. I will make my goal easily by June 1. I know this seems pathetic for the rest of you folks who have exercised every day... but this chubby girl has not!</div>
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I did take a picture of my beet red face after the ride today... but I am just not ready to post that kind of humiliation.</div>
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