Family

Have you ever wanted something so bad, but didn't know how to get it? I'm not talking about anything as simple as, oh, a car or cloths, a vacation, a new house, money or fame. I'm talking about something that has the possibility of being eternal or long lasting. What I'm talking about is being able to touch another's life, become friends, make a difference, have an everlasting effect, give and show love in it's greatest form, charity, or the pure Love of Christ.

My Brother and his wife were blessed with a very special daughter, well, they have 3 of them actually, but the one that I am talking about right now died 4 months ago, her name is Brooke. A distance and busy families have kept us apart. I often felt very sad that we couldn't or didn't get together more. I always had more love for them then they ever new, but for some reason, the few times we saw each other didn't allow us to really share our lives. I've always wished for more.

While attending Brooke's funeral I felt, for the first time, the closeness, I knew that she and I were suppose to have, but never did. Our hearts touched for a moment in time.

A song had been recorded and played while things were getting ready. Concerto #2 Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini by Rachmaninoff. I immediately recognized this to be a magical moment, a moment that was mine and Brooke's. A moment unlike anything we'd ever shared. I closed my eyes in hopes of keeping this gift for as long as the giver would let me. I felt a softness come into my arms! Nothing needed to be said because everything that was ever needed was felt between both of us at that very moment. We just listened and felt the warmth of love cross between us as the power in this music healed our souls and gave us a hope for a better day.

It's amazing how our lives parallel with each other, and we don't even know it. I will never forget this, and a part of Brooke will be with me for the rest of my life and I hope a part of me will be with her.

I have the rest of my life to live and it will be dedicated in sharing the love that I feel for my family.

To all who suffer from Asthma

I have asthma, I've known about it since I was a teenager, it started with nuts. As I get older there are more and more things that set it off. The last 4 years I have been extremely troubled with something that keeps my lungs and allergies under attach.

I now know what it is. SOY

I really have enjoyed foods with soy in them, thinking that it's good for me. Silk Milk, I can't believe it's not butter, anything with SOY. WRONG!

All margarine's are made with soy bean oil. Real butter isn't, and the only soft real butter is Land Ol Lakes. So I guess that's what I'll use.

Good luck to all those who struggle with allergic reaction.

The Two Wolves

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between two "wolves" inside us all.

One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."

The grand son thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?"

The old Cherokee simpy replied, "The one you feed"

Resident Woodpecker

One day I heard a loud machine gun like noise on my roof. It didn't take me long to realize that it was a woodpecker because in the house up in Liberty we had one, for 15 years. Now that I'm into taking pictures and I've always been into beautiful things, I wanted to get a picture. I was a little slow in getting to the right spot with my camera the first time I heard him this year. So, when I got there and aimed, he flew off. I was, however, able to catch him in my neighbors tree. It's been about two three weeks, this morning I heard the first, rat tat tat, I ran and got my camera, opened the door, got in the spot, he was sitting so comfortably, and click. GOT HIM! Help me figure out a good name for him, I know that he will be back.

Finished

My mother has finished the Cloth for the temple. She will now deliver it to the party in charge. They will have it steamed and blocked and made ready to be placed in it's special place in the temple. Mom says that her hands don't hurt her as she crochets. I'm glad to hear that, because all of the years of her using her hands have certainly left a bent and swollen result.

I will always remember the hundreds of hours that have gone into this beautiful piece of Art. I will also be on the look out for my mothers "Hand Crocheted Cloth" whenever I visit the Oquirrh Temple.

A PIPE BROKE

After I was finished power washing the steps to the front door, I turned off the house water from the tap. John went down stairs to get a piece of luggage from the storage room, and, the hall, the front of the storage room, the water heater room, and Dallins bedroom were standing in up to 1 1/2 inches of water. Where is it coming from? He didn't have time to find it because he had to leave to catch a plane for San Francisco. SO I got the wet vac out, John helped me figure out how to work it, then he left.

I sucked and sucked and sucked and sucked!

When Dallin came home he looked in his closet. Every thing was soaking wet. He must have a hundred shirts, all wet. Back packs, boxes, cases, books, everything. The water valve is in the wall of his closet. The pipe broke and shot every where. I don't know if it had been shooting water for the whole time I was power washing (1hr) or what. What a mess.

I've washed 15 loads of cloths.

No more real water is coming up, but the carpet is still real wet. I think I've done all I can do, John will have to look at it when he gets home. We'll probably have to replace a pipe and I'm not making the call on the carpet. We will be having a plummer come next week.