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Tuesday, May 14, 2013

I have been thinking

I think that Alyssa should be commended for doing such a good job watching Kirsten's children while Kirsten and Jared were gone. I know what a good job she did. The most difficult thing would have been to care for sick kids. I have been there without Dad and there is a lot of driving in addition to the mothering and housework. 

I have been thinking about myself at age 19 and about the 12 children my bishop (A. Dean Wengreen)  and his wife  (Margaret) had. They went on a trip one summer (I don't really remember where) with a group of other seminary teachers and left all of those kids with my friend Venice (also 19). A couple of the kids got really sick and she, because we were friends and because the kid's mom thought it was a good idea, had to call me to come and help. It took both of us to fix simple meals, care for the sick kids and keep a meager semblance of order. Venice had one older brother. I had younger cousins but had no experience whatsoever with tiny tots that needed diaper changes, stories read and constant tending. Both of  us were out of our comfort zone. It was quite an experience. I really do not remember how long we were at it but it did seem forever. The mom had put lots of things in the freezer but the kids only would eat things like mac and cheese and corn. (They loved Brownies.)

As I was thinking about that experience, I was thinking how great it would have been had Megan been out of school and could have gone with Alyssa to help out. It is so nice to have someone to tag team with. Since Dad has retired, and can go with me, we have mostly done the tending together for those who needed us. When Kirsten moved after Ryan was born, however, Dad came back home and I stayed there a week or so without him. (I did get her unpacked and somewhat organized.) I do know that it is easier to have a two-person child-care team.  It is so hard to get up all night long and then take care of everyone during the day. 

So I am proud of Alyssa. I think that she needs to be complimented. Please show this to her and tell her that we love her and we are proud of her for hanging in there.

Monday, May 13, 2013

One Down, One to Go!


LHT had his right eye operated on to remove the cataract this morning. We are home, have had supper and are dozing but I am trying to keep my eyes open. It really is too early to go to bed. I seem to sleep about five hours a night whether I need to or not. I don't know what happened to the girl I used to be who could sleep through anything.

We were in Provo at the surgical center at 5:45 a.m. Yes, I drug myself out of bed at 3:30 a.m. so that we could be ready and drive to the place. It is in the Riverwoods area so we thought we might have some trouble finding it but we printed the directions off of Google and we were able to get there easily. The doctor showed up at 7 a.m. and LHT was all prepped and ready. He went into the operating room shortly thereafter (about 7:10). They do not knock you out but make you a bit "comfortable" with meds. The surgery was done by about 7:45 a.m. because it only takes 30 minutes or so to do. Then he had to wait there for a bit.

I met some nice people my age, Stephensens, who were also waiting. (She had a later appointment. LHT was first.) We chatted about Nauvoo, farming and things old folks like us have in common. Then they called me back and in a short time we were ready to leave.

We were at AnnMarie's by about 9 a.m. I took a short nap (thanks for that Ams--she worked from her front steps so she would be quiet). LHT also had a nap but a bit longer. I then talked AnnMarie to death and had a good visit (for me) but I probably kept her from getting her church calling work done. LHT woke up, we had lunch, and went to the doctor's office at 1:30 p.m. The doctor did an extensive post-op exam and his staff set up appointments and made certain that I understood how to do the medicated eye drops (three kinds three times a day). We left there, stopped and got fuel and came home. We were home about 5 p.m.

All went so very well. Thanks Jim and Brandon for taking time on Mother's Day to give him a blessing because all went as Brandon had pronounced. The surgery was so successful and so easy on LHT that the doctor set up an appointment to do the left eye next Wednesday, on the 22nd. That will be done on Dr. Scott Lohner's day performing the surgery in Nephi at our same-day surgery. He comes here once a month. He and LHT decided to do the first surgery in Provo so that it could be over and done with much more quickly. Doing the surgery in Nephi will be a bit easier on us because we will only have to travel out to our hospital and can come home and then go back. We will not need to be up so early and will not need to crash at AnnMarie's though that was really nice to be able to do.

If all goes as well as it did this time, we will still be able to make Sorina's piano recital that evening at 6 p.m. I will have to drive, of course. By then, neither contact will be usable and LHT will need a new prescription. That will be another two weeks down the road.

I am just thankful that he has not been in pain and has been able to rest (what he is doing now at 6:24 p.m.). There is little swelling and no discomfort though the doctor warned us that everybody is different and that some people do have pain and swelling.

We are blessed.


     

Sunday, May 12, 2013

Thanks to All!

My two missionaries were able to call their respective mothers and families today. I have heard from both sets of parents how great the experience was. Thanks to you two young men for doing the work of the Father and of the Son and for honoring your wonderful moms. Kyle is putting in his papers this week so it may not be long before I have three of you. 

Braden was also able to call home from Peru which was great. Alyssa, in spite of the sick kids of Kirsten's whom she is babysitting, was also able to call. In fact, according to reports, you grandchildren away from home were all good kids and let your moms know that they are loved. That included Brigitta and Siovhan. Thanks for that. You all make my heart smile.

Thank you all for an amazing Mother's Day. There were cards, gifts, letters and phone calls. Thanks to each who took time for this aging mother/grandmother. Thanks for the videos, AnnMarie and Kirsten. Thanks for the handwritten letter, Michael. Ben and Michael thanks for letting me know of the money situation and that, in your cases, I did what I thought I did. I guess Kyle was the only one who didn't get money in his envelope. I gave it to him later.

When I was at the assisted living center this a.m. for the Sacrament meeting we prepare, I was a bit teary. All of the ten women there have lived so well. They are all winding down their lives right now but they will be missed on earth. I just can't help being so thankful for the example of outstanding women. I am thankful for sons and daughters (and the great people they married) and to my grandchildren for the love and respect that I am shown. My heart is full and I love you all. 

LHT knows how Mother's Day always makes me feel less than adequate as I compare myself with the mothers of the speeches given. He prayed this a.m. that I might know that I am loved for who I am. Thanks to all of you, that happened. I am not perfect. I wonder how you all turned out so well in spite of me but you did. You were and are loved. You always have been and you always will be. You grandchildren are just the best. I am so thankful for each of you and for the good people you are.

I cannot help but think that I am blessed.

LHT is having the first of his two cataracts removed tomorrow, Monday, in Provo at Excel Eye Center by Dr. Scott Lohner* (one of my OBGYN's sons) at 6 a.m. He will need to stay in Provo through the day and will be checked again for problems in the afternoon before he comes home. Another check will be done at the eye clinic here, Nebo Vision, later in the week. Dr. Lohner also operates from Nephi Medical Center but does it only once a month.  Of course, lots of people in Nephi have had the surgery done by Lohner, because he does come to Nephi so we all know some of his fans. LHT wanted the surgery done before the last week of May because he wants to be up and running for graduations. Dr. Lohner will be doing the right eye, his best one. After two weeks, if all goes well, they will do the left eye which will be sometime in mid-June. Dr. Lohner has decided he cannot remove the scar from his left cornea because the cornea is too thin and may make it so that he would need a transplant which is to be avoided because it is a long-term healing problem. LHT has Keratoconus (from Greek: kerato-horn, cornea; and konos cone) in his left eye. That is a degenerative disorder of the eye in which structural changes within the cornea cause it to thin and change to a more conical shape than its normal gradual curve. Since a transplant involves cadaver tissue, they sometimes are rejected and they do take months to heal. After the cataract is removed he will not be able to wear his contact until he is re-fitted and will have that done at his regular place in Salt Lake City with Dr. Harald E. Olafsson at the Moran Eye Center. Dr. Olafsson does not do surgery but is an expert in contacts and in fitting them to people who have the problem LHT has. LHT is the fifth on the list for Monday but he still has to be there at 6 a.m. which, he says, sounds like a "sheep deep" operation to him--one in and one out and one waiting to go.

*Dr. Lohner was one of four doctors in the OBGYN office.

DesNews article - Joseph Knight healing


From: AnnMarie Howard@gmail.com

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What you should know is in the paragraph referencing November 10, Thomas Marsh said he healed Joseph Knight of body flux.  The link is to the image of the original newspaper article of the history.  I intend to print it and keep it.  It is just another reminder that our ancestor interacted with great men of church history.  He got to see amazing priesthood manifestations.  He also watched as these once faithful men, like Thomas Marsh, left the church over trifling things like cream being kept off the milk contrary to his wife's agreement with her neighbor.   I'm grateful Joseph Knight left us a legacy of faith. He didn't live to see these men who had left try to find their way back after much sorrow and lost years. It was said of Thomas Marsh when he returned to the church after decades and the death of his wife,  that the years had been hard on him physically and he was old and worn down from the troubles of his life. He brought much trouble to the church and Joseph when he left.  They still received him with open arms.

I don't know if it will work for you to copy and paste that into your browser.  Perhaps if you just start at the desnews1.  It says he was healed of bloody flux.

Thomas Baldwin Marsh, 1799-1866
Autobiography (1799-1838)
"History of Thomas Baldwin Marsh [by himself]," The Latter-day Saints' Millennial Star 26 (1864):359-60, 375-76, 390- 92, 406.

HISTORY OF THOMAS BALDWIN MARSH
(Written by himself in Great Salt Lake City, November, 1857.)
I was born in the town of Acton, Middlesex County, Massachusetts, November 1, 1799. My father, James Marsh was born in Douglas, Massachusetts, March 27, 1751. My mother, Mary, daughter of Titus Law, was born in Acton, Massachusetts, March 18, 1759.
I spent my early life in farming at Westmoreland, New Hampshire, until I was fourteen years of age, when I ran away and went to Chester, Vermont, where I worked on a farm three months; then went to Albany, New York and engaged in a public house as a waiter, where I remained eighteen months, when I went to New York and engaged in the city hotel and remained two years; when I returned to my old situation in Albany, and after serving a year returned to New York City Hotel for two years; then removed to Long Island, New York, where I engaged as groom to Edward Griswald, in whose service I remained one and a half- years; during which I became acquainted with Elizabeth Godkin, and married her on the 1st November, 1820.
Immediately after marrying I commenced in the grocery business, in New York, in which business I remained one and a half years, but did not succeed. I then engaged in a type foundry in Boston, where I continued seven years.
While engaged in this business I joined the Methodist Church and tried for two years to be a genuine Methodist, but did not succeed any better in getting Methodist religion than I did in the grocery business. I compared Methodism with the Bible, but could not make it correspond. I withdrew from all sects, and being about to leave Boston my old class leader wished me to take a good certificate, but I informed him I did not want it. I had a measure of the spirit of prophecy and told him that I expected a new church would arise, which would have the truth in its purity. He said to me, you no doubt mean to be a leader in that new sect. I told him I had no such intentions. He said, he prayed that the Lord would make me a firebrand in the midst of that new religious body, as reformation was necessary. My wife unknown to me, however, got a certificate for herself and me on one paper. I informed her that I never would attend, but I would find a suitable class for her if she wanted to join.
I remained in Boston several years engaged in the type foundry. During this period I became acquainted with several friends whose opinions concerning religion were like my own. We kept aloof from sectarians, and were called by them Quietists, because we resembled so much a sect in France known by that name professing to be led by the Spirit.
I believed the Spirit of God dictated me to make a journey west. I started in company with one Benjamin Hall, who was also led by the Spirit. I went to Lima, Livingston County, New York, where I staid [stayed] some three months, and then left for home. I called on my return at Lyonstown, on a family, whose names I do not recollect. On leaving there next morning the lady enquired if I had heard of the Golden Book found by a youth named Joseph Smith. I informed her I never heard anything about it, and became very anxious to know concerning the matter. On enquiring, she told me I could learn more about it from Martin Harris, in Palmyra.
I returned back westward and found Martin Harris at the printing office, in Palmyra, where the first sixteen pages of the Book of Mormon had just been struck off, the proof sheet of which I obtained from the printer and took with me. As soon as Martin Harris found out my intentions he took me to the house of Joseph Smith, Sen., where Joseph Smith, Jun., resided, who could give me any information I might wish. Here I found Oliver Cowdery, who gave me all the information concerning the book I desired. After staying there two days I started for Charleston, Massachusetts, highly pleased with the information I had obtained concerning the new found book.
After arriving home and finding my family all well, I showed my wife the sixteen pages of the Book of Mormon which I had obtained, with which she was well pleased, believing it to be the work of God. From this time for about one year I corresponded with Oliver Cowdery and Joseph Smith, Jun., and prepared myself to move west.
Learning by letter that the Church of Jesus Christ had been organized on the 6th day of April, 1830, I moved to Palmyra, Ontario County, in September following, and landed at the house of Joseph Smith, Sen., with my whole family. During the month I was baptized by David Whitmer, in Cayuga Lake, and in a few days I was ordained an elder by Oliver Cowdery with six elders, at Father Whitmer's house. Joseph received a revelation appointing me a physician to the Church.
After remaining in that state, during the fall and winter the Church moved to Ohio. In the spring of 1831 I journeyed with the main body to Kirtland.
In June, 1831, I was ordained a high priest at a conference held in Kirtland where I received an appointment to go to Missouri with Ezra Thayer, and preach by the way. In consequence of Ezra Thayer delaying so long, I went to Joseph, who received the word of the Lord appointing Selah J. Griffin in Thayer's stead, with whom I journeyed to Missouri, preaching by the way; many believed our testimony, but we did not wait to baptize any. While near the end of our journey I was attacked by chills and fever and arrived very sick. I staid [stayed] at the house of Brother Benjamin Slade till I got well.
Sometime in January, 1832, Bishop Partridge having furnished me with an Indian pony, I returned to Kirtland, accompanied by Cyrus Daniels. I labored, preaching through the country around Kirtland until the summer opened, when, in company with Ezra Thayer, I went on a mission through the state of New York and returned home early in the fall; and made preparations to go up to Zion in company with several other families from Kirtland.
At that time an objection was raised to me being the leader owing to my inexperience, but there was division on this subject as some considered my office entitled me to the presidency. My opposers appealed to Joseph, who decided I should lead on account of my office; still, although we started with the understanding that I was to lead the company, my opposers never became reconciled to my presidency, until we got into difficulties at the Ohio River, where we could not proceed without better order. Here they yielded to my dictation through necessity; but when we had got down the Ohio River as far as Louisville a rebellious spirit was again manifested.
At this point I separated from the company; took my brother-in- law, Lewis Abbot and his wife, and proceeded by boat to St. Louis, where I arrived one day in advance of the company. On our arrival we found the cholera raging in St. Louis and vicinity. I went immediately to the outskirts of St. Louis, rented a house, and began my preparations to start overland to the west.
On the arrival of the other part of the company, I was sent for by them about midnight, to doctor them, but the messenger being unable to pilot me, I had to return to my house until morning, when I was sent for again, and soon found Brother Blackslee, but too late to do him any good. He died the next day.
I started for Jackson County, and arrived November 10, having been two weeks on the journey. I located in Jackson County with the brethren who had come from Colesville, where I was invited by Brother Joseph Knight, who was very sick with the bloody flux. I attended him faithfully and my wife nursed him; he succeeded in overcoming the disease and soon got well.
I had my inheritance, about thirty acres, set off by Bishop Partridge, on the Big Blue River, Jackson County, where, before spring opened, I had a comfortable log house built, into which I moved early in the spring and commenced clearing land to raise a small crop that year. I succeeded in getting some corn and potatoes planted, which did very well. Before the year was out the mob combined together and drove us out of the county. Some of the Saints moved into Clay County; others with myself removed to Lafayette County, where we wintered, and during which time I kept a common school and taught the children of the brethren.
In the spring of 1834, having learned that Joseph and a company were coming to relieve the brethren, I moved over with many others into Clay County, where I was living when they arrived. Several of those who came up in Zion's Camp remained in Missouri. I cultivated a small piece of land this summer and succeeded in raising some corn. I was chosen one of the high council.
In January, 1835, in company with Bishop Partridge and agreeable to revelation, I proceeded to Kirtland, where we arrived early in the spring, when I learned I had been chosen one of the Twelve Apostles.
May 4th, 1835, in company with the Twelve I left Kirtland and preached through the eastern states, holding conferences, regulating and organizing the churches, and returned September 25.
In the winter of 1835-36, I attended school, studied the first English grammar under Sidney Rigdon, and Hebrew under Professor Seixas (a Hebrew by birth), and in the spring returned to my place on Fishing River, in Clay County, Missouri, where I arrived in the month of April.
Soon after this, difficulties having occurred between the citizens of Clay County and the Saints, a meeting was held near Liberty, the county seat, for the purpose of amicably arranging matters. I was appointed a delegate from Fishing River. At that meeting a committee of twelve were appointed to draft resolutions, which were received by unanimous vote; when a committee of three, --viz., Lyman Wight, myself and Samuel Bent were appointed to meet next day in Liberty for the presentation of these resolutions. I was appointed by said committee, spokesman, and was enabled to speak so feelingly in relation to our previous persecutions and expulsions, that General Atchison could not refrain from shedding tears. This meeting passed resolutions to help the Saints to seek out a new location, and appointed committees to collect means to aid the poor Saints to remove.
The Church, considering the citizens were thus exerting themselves to have us removed, appointed Elisha H. Groves and myself to visit the churches in Illinois, Kentucky and Tennessee, for the purpose of borrowing money to enter lands in the new settlement at the land office for the convenience of the Saints who were coming on. We started in July, and succeeded in borrowing upwards of $1400, principally from the brethren in Kentucky and Tennessee, at 10 percent interest.
September 19, 1836.--We parted with Brother Woodruff and the Saints in Kentucky, Brother D. [David] W. Patten and his wife accompanying us to Missouri. I proceeded immediately to the new city which had been laid out, and called Far West, in our absence.
On our arrival we delivered the money to those who sent us and received $1 per day and travelling expenses, for our services while gone. We furnished our own horses. I procured a lot immediately, built a house and moved into it. During the winter I made improvements on my lot; got up my firewood; attended councils and preached to the Saints.
About the month of June, 1837, I started for Kirtland in company with D. [David] W. Patten and Wm. [William] Smith, to try and reconcile some of the Twelve and others of high standing who had come out in opposition to the Prophet. On my journey I met Brother P. [Parley] P. Pratt about five miles west of Columbus, Ohio, moving to Far West; I prevailed on him to return with us to Kirtland. On our arrival I went to Brother Joseph's house, where I remained all the time I was in Kirtland.
About this time a special meeting was appointed at Joseph's house, by himself, to which several of the brethren who were disaffected were invited. I was chosen moderator, and called upon the aggrieved parties to speak first. A reconciliation was effected between all parties.
July 23rd, Joseph Smith, Jun., received a revelation to me concerning the Twelve Apostles; and on the 27th, I started with Joseph and Brother Rigdon for Canada. During this mission we visited the churches in Canada west, and returned about the last of August.
September 3.--I attended a conference held in Kirtland, in which Luke Johnson, Lyman E. Johnson and John F. Boynton were rejected. John F. Boynton plead, as an excuse for his course, the failure of the Kirtland Bank. President Brigham Young, in a plain and energetic manner, strongly protested against his course, and was not willing to receive him into fellowship until a hearty repentance and confession were manifested. I sus- tained Brother Brigham's remarks and acquiesced in his testimony.
Soon after, in company with Hyrum Smith, I proceeded to Missouri, where we arrived in October, and in a few weeks, Presidents Joseph and Sidney arrived, and we held a conference which sustained the authorities of the Church.
Sometime in the winter, George M. Hinkle, John Murdock and some others came to my house, and suggested the importance of calling a meeting to take into consideration the manner that W. [William] W. Phelps and David and John Whitmer had disposed of the money which I had borrowed in the Tennessee and Kentucky Branches in 1836. Accordingly, a meeting was called February 5th, 1838, and the conduct of the Presidency in Zion investigated. The Church would not sustain said presidency, but appointed myself and Brother D. [David] W. Patten presidents, pro tem., until Joseph Smith would arrive. We also reorganized the Church in Zion, placing every officer in his proper place. Joseph arrived in Far West, March 14th, and approved of the course we had pursued.
May 18.--In company with Joseph, Sidney and others, I went north in Daviess County. We met with Oliver Cowdery, Lyman E. Johnson and others encamped, who were also exploring northward on Grand River. We soon returned to Far West.
In August the mob recommenced their depredations against the Saints. About this time I got a beam in my eye and thought I could discover a mote in Joseph's eye, though it was nothing but a beam in my eye; I was so completely darkened that I did not think on the Savior's injunction: "Thou hypocrite, why beholdest thou the mote which is in thy brother's eye, when a beam is in thine own eye; first cast out the beam out of thine own eye, then thou shalt see clearly to get the mote out of thy brother's eye."
Had I seen this I should have discovered myself a hypocrite, but as I had often said while in the Church, if I ever apostatized I would go away quietly; I tried to do so, but the Saints kept inquiring of me if I was going to leave, and so did Joseph twice. I evaded him both times. The last time he almost got me into so tight a corner I could hardly evade. He put the question direct to me, whether I was going to leave? With an affected look of contempt I answered: "Joseph when you see me leave the Church, you will see a good fellow leave it."
After making preparations I started from Far West and moved three miles out of town, ostensibly for the purpose of settling, and soon moved off to Clay County, and from thence to Richmond, Ray County, where I saw David, John and Jacob Whitmer and Oliver Cowdery, who had all apostatized.
I enquired seriously of David if it was true that he had seen the angel, according to his testimony as one of the witnesses of the Book of Mormon. He replied as sure as there is a God in heaven, he saw the angel according to his testimony in that book. I asked him, if so, why he did not stand by Joseph? He answered, in the days when Joseph received the Book of Mormon, and brought it forth, he was a good man and filled with the Holy Ghost, but he considered he had now fallen. I interrogated Oliver Cowdery in the same manner, who answered similarly.

Todd wrote: I included it as an attachment. Might be easier to read now.


Braden wrote: Thanks Todd! Now we can all keep that on file! -B

Thursday, May 9, 2013

From Eva


Hi, Myrna,
   As usual I need an address.  I have some how lost Shawn's.  I received Dane's announcement and , of course, I did not keep the envelope thinking he was in my address book but, sad to say neither my last year's or this year's has their Orem address.  Would you mind giving it to me again?  Thank you.

Hope all is well with all your family.

Our Chase has changed countries; I was sad he had ro leave Wales an go back to Manchester but they were getting going so well and wham back to England.  I hope he gets to go to Wales once more before he comes home. That is where Grandma
Dixon's father and family were from and it is so beautiful.  I wanted to go there sometime.  

Thanks for your help have a great Mother's Day.
much love,
Eva

Monday, May 6, 2013

Overlooking Beauty‏


Melanie Bolton

Sister Hritz

English 106-37

6 May 2013

Overlooking Beauty

            I am clinging to the door handle of my Dad’s truck, eyes shut, as if my grip could keep the vehicle on the bumpy, narrow road. My Dad and Mom have placed us in the truck and camper, for a weekend family camping trip. After several hours (which seems like days), my Dad stops the truck at the top of the last rise of the winding, mountain track.  He breathes deeply and says, “Wow. This view always takes my breath away. Just look at God’s beautiful creations!” I too take a deep breath, but mine is to alleviate the panic I know I am going to feel as soon as I see the steep escarpment, which I silently pray won’t be the reason for our untimely demise. I will myself to look. In front of me is a gray-white mountainside which drops off severely to valleys on both sides of the road. Scrubby looking grass is dotted sparsely across the top of the mountain. My eyes follow the road downward to the right, as it parts the dusty, rocky, mountain. Suddenly, I see magnificence. The valley below me is blanketed in waves of green meadow grass. On one side of the gulley stands a tall army of Ponderosa pine trees, sentinels of this forest island. Lying idle in the sun at the bottom of this valley is a beautiful body of lake, a turquoise jewel.

            While I am admiring the picturesque basin, my Dad points to our left and commands us, “Look there!” I turn my gaze to view yellow-brown and red-clay plateaus, distant purple mountains, and a vast, barren, uninhabitable desert. As I am gazing, my Dad declares, “This is definitely God’s country.” Have I misunderstood him? Here are two contrasting views from one mountain height. Could both be beautiful? To this child, the lake, amid grass dotted with wildflowers of red, purple and yellow, with the pine trees which surround the valley, is the winner of nature’s beauty pageant. Yet, my Dad has called the desert scene beautiful also. In my mind, there could not be two winners. We drive on, and the question in my mind is not settled.

            Many years later, I disembark my car at the same crest on the mountain. I look over both valleys, realizing how much I have missed this panorama, the desert plateaus on one hand, the verdant valley on the other. This viewpoint is magnificent, literally breathtaking. Seeing it through my wiser, adult eyes, I realize this is the most beautiful spot in the world. I declare to my Dad, who is standing with my children, “This is definitely God’s country!”

More comment from Melanie:

I thought maybe you would like to read an creative essay I had to write about Overlooked Beauty. I received high marks and praise for the paper. It was limited to 450 words, so I feel it could have been better if I had been allowed to elaborate a bit more...you know, be more wordy. :)

Mel


Myrna wrote: Oh, Melanie, dear heart. It is perfect as it is. I had an editor once who said that enough words needed to be used to cover the subject but short enough to keep the reader's attention. I think the quote is more like: essays are like skirts--long enough to cover the subject short enough to make it interesting.

I shed a few tears. I agree with your teacher. You should have high marks and an A+.

I love you. I am so proud of you.

Dad is napping after mowing the grass. I printed it off for him to read.

Leonard wrote: Thanks for sharing this with us. I am proud of you and your writing brought back many happy memories. I am asking your mother to share this with all of your siblings. I wanted your mother to send this on. Thanks for writing this, Melanie.

Shawn wrote: Thanks. I loved it Melanie. You are so gifted and lack nothing in comparison to the scene described.

Kirsten wrote: Where's the "like" button?!!!!


Letter to the Family


This week, we have several birthdays. David's was on Sunday, AnnMarie and A.J. will celebrate on Tuesday and little Jens will be age two on Friday. Hopefully, everyone has money inside their envelopes. ;) I had Gramps look while I was putting the money inside so, if there is a mistake, it took two of us to make it.

I remember the excitement we felt as we wecomed each new addition to our family. What joy we knew then and that joy has just grown over the years.

Auntie Helen is healing well. Her knee is nearly better and she will be able to have Nanci go home. Nanci has been so good to stay the entire time that Auntie has needed her. As you know, because she writes, Auntie Eva is still doing as well as she can. She does not have a car anymore but she does have a motorized cart that she can use to get around closeby.

Matthew really injured himself Saturday when he crashed and burned on a friend's motor scooter. He has some bad injuries to his knee and elbow. Auntie AnnMarie is doing her best to help him heal with her nursing/doctoring ability.

The other grandchildren are all doing well. You know that Braden is now in Peru. Siovhan was nominiated for an Emmy. Alyssa is going to be in a musical this summer. Donovin's ball team is doing well. Dane and Kyle are graduating. Kyle and his father get to travel Europe this summer because of the TimpView music department. Each grandchild has achieved in all kinds of activities. We see some of the performances, like Emily's and Tyler's via Facebook postings. We just are so proud. We are proud of our missionary grandsons and the work they are doing to aid their fellow beings.

We have been very, very busy at the temple the past two weeks. Of course, we usually are as the universities are out for the summer. That is a time when all of the young people chose to marry so we are accustomed to that. However, this year has been a bit different. We are getting many young men who are soon to graduate from high school and will be leaving on missions in the next few weeks. I can only imagine what that has been like--getting ready for graduation and getting ready for a mission at the same time. Also, I have been over the specail dressing room, as part of my calling, for the women. We have had a great number of young women, age 19, who are now preparing to leave for missions. Each mission, I am certain, benefit from the willingness of the youth in stepping up to serve.

We have also had big sessions at the temple with women filling the sessions as part of the "Dressed in White" program. That has been most helpful and we hope will continue to bring people to the temple. We have seen many people from our youth and folks that used to live near us in Carbon County and also many who lived in Nephi at one time or another.

Some of us sisters were laughing at a time line that one of the sisters had filled out with her personal feelings. There was a large space between birth and age 20. Then, each decade, the space got smaller between the decade marks. Finally, she had drawn age 70 and several letters "s" and had followed that with age 80 and a large "P" which she then explained. It seems that life streateches out before us with lots of time to accomplish our goals when we are young. Then we hit age 70 and the scared age, when we know time will be short. Then comes age 80 and the panic sets in. We know that we will never get our 30-years worth of repenting done in the time we have left. None of us will be here in another 30 years and, if we are, we may not even know who we are. The upshot is, do not wait for deathbed repentence. Do as you should while you are young.

"As we draw near to God, He will draw near to us. And day by day, the hope of God’s light will grow within us, 'brighter and brighter until the perfect day.'" —Dieter F. Uchtdorf, "The Hope of God's Light"

We wish you well. We are praying for your success and for your happiness. Keep up the good work. We love you.

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Dane/Sorina


Sorina Choir Program  Wed. May 8th
9:30 am school assembly, Orchard Elementary or
6:00 pm choir concert at Canyon View Jr. High

Sorina Piano Program Wed. May 22nd
6:00 pm, somewhere in Orem, not sure location yet.

Dane Graduation Thurs. May 23rd
2:00 pm Utah Valley University Ballroom, pictures at 1 pm 

Thanks for sharing, Ella Dean and Elosie.


How true! For some reason I am feeling very mortal and temporary right now. I am not dying, just getting older. This article,  "And then it's winter," hit the spot where I am. Thanks for sharing, Ella Dean and Elosie.

Worth reading and remembering...

AND THEN IT IS WINTER…
"I FIRST STARTED READING THIS EMAIL & WAS READING FAST UNTIL I REACHED THE THIRD SENTENCE. I STOPPED AND STARTED OVER READING SLOWER AND THINKING ABOUT EVERY WORD. THIS EMAIL IS VERY THOUGHT PROVOKING. MAKES YOU STOP AND THINK. READ SLOWLY!

"You know. . . time has a way of moving quickly and catching you unaware of the passing years. It seems just yesterday that I was young, just married and embarking on my new life with my mate. Yet in a way, it seems like eons ago, and I wonder where all the years went. I know that I lived them all. I have glimpses of how it was back then and of all my hopes and dreams.
But, here it is... the winter of my life and it catches me by surprise...How did I get here so fast? Where did the years go and where did my youth go? I remember well seeing older people through the years and thinking that those older people were years away from me and that winter was so far off that I could not fathom it or imagine fully what it would be like.
But, here it is...my friends are retired and getting grey...they move slower and I see an older person now. Some are in better and some worse shape than me...but, I see the great change...Not like the ones that I remember who were young and vibrant...but, like me, their age is beginning to show and we are now those older folks that we used to see and never thought we'd be. Each day now, I find that just getting a shower is a real target for the day! And taking a nap is not a treat anymore... it's mandatory! Cause if I don't on my own free will... I just fall asleep where I sit!

And so...now I enter into this new season of my life unprepared for all the aches and pains and the loss of strength and ability to go and do things that I wish I had done but never did!! But, at least I know, that though the winter has come, and I'm not sure how long it will last...this I know, that when it's over on this earth...its over. A new adventure will begin!

Yes, I have regrets. There are things I wish I hadn't done...things I should have done, but indeed, there are many things I'm happy to have done. It's all in a lifetime.
So, if you're not in your winter yet...let me remind you, that it will be here faster than you think. So, whatever you would like to accomplish in your life please do it quickly! Don't put things off too long!! Life goes by quickly. So, do what you can today, as you can never be sure whether this is your winter or not! You have no promise that you will see all the seasons of your life...so, live for today and say all the things that you want your loved ones to remember...and hope that they appreciate and love you for all the things that you have done for them in all the years past!!
"Life" is a gift to you. The way you live your life is your gift to those who come after. Make it a fantastic one.
LIVE IT WELL!
ENJOY TODAY!
DO SOMETHING FUN!
BE HAPPY !
HAVE A GREAT DAY
Remember "It is health that is real wealth and not pieces of gold and silver.
LASTLY, CONSIDER THE FOLLOWING:
TODAY IS THE OLDEST YOU'VE EVER BEEN, YET THE YOUNGEST YOU'LL EVER BE SO - ENJOY THIS DAY WHILE IT LASTS.
Your kids are becoming you......but your grandchildren are perfect!
Going out is good.. Coming home is better!
You forget names.... But it's OK because other people forgot they even knew you!!!
You realize you're never going to be really good at anything.... especially golf.
The things you used to care to do, you no longer care to do, but you really do care that you don't care to do them anymore.
You sleep better on a lounge chair with the TV blaring than in bed. It's called "pre-sleep".
You miss the days when everything worked with just an "ON" and "OFF" switch..
You tend to use more 4 letter words ... "what?"..."when?"... ???
Now that you can afford expensive jewelry, it's not safe to wear it anywhere.
You notice everything they sell in stores is "sleeveless"?!!!
What used to be freckles are now liver spots.
Everybody whispers.
You have 3 sizes of clothes in your closet.... 2 of which you will never wear.
But Old is good in some things: Old Songs, Old movies, and best of all, OLD FRIENDS!!
Stay well, "OLD FRIEND!" Send this on to other "Old Friends!" and let them laugh in AGREEMENT!!!
It's Not What You Gather, But What You Scatter That Tells What Kind Of Life You Have Lived.

I couldn't have said it better myself!

Kylene's Dissertation

Myrna wrote:What was the topic of your dissertation? It sounds intriguing.

Kaylene Armstrong: I looked at student newspapers in the 1960s through Kent State in 1970 and how they covered the protests on their own campuses. I interviewed all the old editors and reporters and got lots of fun back stories, the stuff that never made it into the paper like the editors getting threatening phone calls and being spit on, the University of Utah newspaper going underground because protesters were trying to take it over (they worked out of a OB-GYN doctor's office downtown SLC, doc was an editor's grandpa), stuff like that.

Myrna wrote: I would love to read it. Is it available now or is it not yet printed?

Kaylene wrote: Not printed yet. Someday.


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