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  • Posted on March 31, 2009 at 8:56 am

I was just reading my cousin’s blog and one of her entries was about a day that her dad came and spent time with her girls and one of her nieces. It made me think about my dad and the time he spent with my kids and the joy it brought to their lives. I have two nieces and they mean just as much to him as my children when they were alive. Not that it should be any other way its just that it is just fun to watch my dad interact with his grand kids. I see a side of him that age and time has seemed to erode in my memory and when I see him play with them and hold them I am able to go back in time and remember my childhood and the memories of going with him on cattle drives, road trips and just the one-on-one time with my dad that made me feel like I was on top of the world. He did those same kinds of things with my kids. They absolutely loved riding Sweetie.

Raquel on Sweetie

Raquel was so pleased with herself when she got to ride all by herself. She loved it so much that there were times she just DID NOT want to get off. My dad was such a softy because sometime he would take her around a couple more times before she would have to get off and let one of her brothers have a turn or Sweetie needed a rest and riding time was over.

About a week and a half ago I needed a blessing and so my dad and my brother-in-law came with my mom and sister to give me a blessing. After the blessing, they looked at the notebook that I had complied ,with my friend Maxine’s help, and we talked about Raquel and the boys. My dad mentioned that the picture I had chosen for the notebook of him and Raquel at Lacey’s wedding was his favorite and he also commented on the pictures of the kids on Sweetie. I know I have mentioned this before; however, some things are just worth repeating. We were able to share memories with each other that mean something to all of us. Michael will always be “Tough Guy” and my children will always and for eternity be grand children. It hurts sometimes when my mom brags like other grandmas do about the number of grand kids she has. It’s NOT because she brags it’s because four of the six grand children are not with us. They are just in our hearts and memories. I am glad that she mentions them despite the hurt because it reaffirms the testimony that I have of eternal families and I remember it was my mom who helped to cultivate that testimony.

It is because of my family old and new that I am able to look forward ,with a brightness of hope , to the time that I will be with my family once again Never to be separated from them.


  • Posted on November 19, 2008 at 1:36 pm

I don’t know why I waited so long to do it because it was cleansing and I found joy in it. I started scapbooking my children’s pictures! it all started with the pictures being put on just white paper with tabs and placed in clear sheet protectors and then I took oodles of pictures to show my friends at girls’ night becase they wanted to see them and because it was a scrapbooking night. I am only did two pages; however, they turned out great and I am sooo proud of myself. It is to bad that only the girls at girls’ night got to see the finished product because they turned out so well. I don’t feel that I am that crafty or creative so to see these pages were like a testimonial that I am crafty and I am creative. ever since girls’ night I have looked at pictures and looked at the paper I have and I have tried to create more page;however, none of the pictures seem to fit the paper. Its okay though because now I want to have a memory book with their pictures so I am not hunting for them inside of a box! What a pain that is!

I have a favor..

  • Posted on November 6, 2008 at 11:17 am

I woke up this morning with the overwhelming need to find out what my family’s favorite memories of my kids were.I don’t know it was like I know what my favorite memories of them are and to be honest it has taken me this long to realize what some of them even were. For example, Justin loved to spend time with grandpa. When grandpa got home from school Justin knew that he was going to feed the horses so he would go help. Another example, is how he would always tell grandma : “This is dang good Grandma!”. I think my mom is the best cook in the world hands down; however, to hear him say that was just a reminder to me,at least, that we were lucky to have a mom and a grandma that was a good cook. My favorite is Justin’s Thanksgiving hand turkey. On his hand turkey he had things he was thankful for: my mom, my grandma,Spencer,my sister and, the icying on the cake, love my family always. I am gratefful that he put that on his “feathers” because it reminds me every time that I look at it that his family was/is the most important thing to him and that families are eaternal and he knows that.

I have few readers who knew my kids so my favor is for you to write down your favorite memories of your kids somewhere where you can read them often to remind you of what special kids you have and what they bring into your life. If, by chance, there is a family member or friend,who knew my kids, reading this post please post your favorite memory or send me an email with that memory because I would like to have it to put with a memory book. Thanks!

my sweet babies

  • Posted on October 16, 2008 at 10:21 am

Last night I spent the evening with my dear friend Maxine sharing pictures and memories of my children with her. It was very healing for me and it was amazing how the meories just flowed when I saw pictures. I would see a picture and it was like I was taken back to that very moment it was taken.  I can’t do that with all of them; however, it was comforting to know that I still have memories. Lately, I have been feeling like I am having an out of body experience only it isn’t myself that I am looking down on. Not only that I feel like my children are fading into the distance because the only time I can really recall happy memories is when I am looking at pictures. That isn’t just frustrating to me its scary because I carried my precious ones for nine months, I worried about them, I dried their tears and I love them!! How can 6 yrs of beautiful memories just vanish leaving just a void or immense pain in their place?