Monday, January 23, 2012

Thank you cards

My husband, David, tossed a little envelope
at me yesterday.  He chuckled and said
to read it.
Let's see....Pete left on his mission in 1995!

This thank you card from the Halls was
written 17 years ago.  David Halls was looking
for something in a box of missionary memorabilia
and found a stack of these cards.  He was passing
them out to people he could find and gave
one to David.

We laughed.  But I thought about it and
the fact that they had written their thank you
cards after their wedding.  I imagine they wrote them
and they set them aside waiting for the money
for stamps or they may have been buried
and forgotten.  But what was lost was
found and delivery was made all these
years later.

                                                      Thank you cards mean something.
They show gratitude and consideration
for other people.  They are important.
They are more important to be written
and sent than to be received.

It does more for the person who
has received a gift than the person
who has given the gift.  It is more
important to give than to receive.
But it is also important to say
thank you for gifts given.

It isn't a duty or attention to
good manners ~though it is that, too,
it is a matter of the heart.
To express thank you to another 
says so much about ourselves
and the love we have for others.

I listened as my daughter-in-law, Connie,
helped her daughter, Abbey, write
a thank you card to me this past
Thanksgiving.  It was so sweet.  Those
little hands wrote sweet words of
gratitude.  I loved the card and I loved
the character building moment for Abbey.

Character matters and I see
character in thank you cards.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Uncovered Treasures

This is a letter (note) my dad
sent to David while he was on
his mission.  It is so sweet.  I
think I remember begging Dad
to write David a letter.

It is so telling.  My dad's exterior
was pretty hard but this
written communication is tender.

It is nice for him to say that
he missed me when I was
gone.  I never thought that.
But here is proof.
Thanks, Dad.


And these are interesting.
These are his dog tags.
This is very interesting because
my dad was blind in one eye
and missing three fingers on
his left hand.  So I called my
brother, Jeff, and what he
remembers is my dad enlisted, 
got a uniform and a ration
for alcohol on base and
then was sent home because
of his disabilities.

Jeff's birthday is in
February and I think 
he needs these.


And then there is this note to my mom.
I do remember this paper
that I used to color on.  It
was a tablet of stationary
with a certain texture that
I loved to color on.

The little cloud overhead either
meant that my mom was down
there under it OR that I loved
to be home when it rained.

I also can tell that this was after
my mom had taught me a bit
about perspective.  I can see
it in the roof.

I wonder if it cheered my
mom any.  

Christmas Should Always Be On Sunday

 

I loved Christmas Day this year.  It was a sweet Sunday. 
  I tend to feel that Christmas Day is a Sunday anyway.  

But ~ if Christmas were on Sunday there would be
the opportunity to attend church and you know it 
would be filled with Christmas music and Christmas
verse.  And this year it was!  It was easy to feel
the Spirit of the day and feel good about time spent
remembering the Reason for the Season. 

I went to church early because there was special
music with the piano and organ before church started.   
And that was beautiful.  And it was a joy to share that
with other ward members.  Speaking of ward members
I liked being able to tell many Merry Christmas.   
One little sweet girl named Sophie cornered 
me in the back of the chapel and just talked 
and talked.  I think she felt that she was
with her extended family.  
 I was happy to feel included in that family.    

Taking the sacrament was sweet. 
I loved connecting Christ’s atoning
sacrifice with the story of His birth. 
That was the best part remembering that
the Babe in the manger came to save us. 
It was the most important birth ever in the universe.

I know Christmas is Christmas. 
  And I know it is a special day no matter what. 
  But this year it was just extra special. . . .

 And it didn't hurt anything to end up at 
my daughter, Heidi's, home with excited 
Grandchildren and our other daughter,
Lee, and her husband (who had been gone for six
months in basic training in the Air Force).






Monday, January 2, 2012

Quote of the Day



“He [Christ] has infinite
attention to spare for each one of us. 
He does not have to deal with us in the mass.  
 You are as much alone with Him as if you
were the only being He had ever created. 
When Christ died, He died for you
individually just as much as if you 
have been the only man in the world.”

C. S. Lewis, Quotable Quotes, p 248

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Christmas Hearts And Other Things

Christmas came early to our home.
Our children came the weekend before
the 25th and we had our own
Christmas.


 We missed Jill and John and Heidi
and Jeremiah and their families. But
carry on we must.
And tubing we must!
 Silly Lee.  I think this is her favorite pose.
Pete and Jett
 
Megan is so much fun!
 Brittany.  She didn't feel too good but
she was up and down the hill more
than anyone.
Tim and Ben.  Ben looks like the
little brother in A Christmas Story.
 
Tim and Mike.  I love seeing
Mike smile.
 Warming up in Grandpa's truck
 Mel had had enough
Daisy missed it all.  (which really was for the best)
 
Grandpa's pride.
Pete and Tim
 
Good people

It was cold.  These trees were beautiful with the frost on them.
 
Foggy sky
and the sun.
 No matter what it is fun in the
back of a pick up.
We tried to get Boo to sled
with Megan.  She wouldn't
have any part of it.

 Mel and Mom.
The snow was really cold and
this little one was a trooper until
the cold shocked him!

Mary and Joseph.  Megan (Joseph)
is holding a small lamp that she thought
needed light so she found colored paper
and stuffed it in the opening of the lamp
for dramatic effect.
 The Angel.  Melanie is an amazing
reader.
 
The Nativity cast and director.  We were
tired when we put this together but
everyone was so good and I was so 
happy to have my Grandchildren in
my home and playing out our version
of the Nativity.

 
Reluctant actor. Next year Mike!
We need shepherds.
So pleased to be Mary.

Christmas Eve Glow

This picture doesn't do our tree any
Christmas Eve justice.  It was so pretty.
There is something about watching
the tree on Christmas Eve.  As the
sun sets it just gets so soft and mellow
looking.  It brings so much peace
to my Christmas soul.

David was nice to sit with me and watch
the evening settle in.  We had a nice
talk about our Christmas's and how we
felt about this one.  It was a sweet moment.
I wish the picture could reflect the spirit
in the room.

Four Out Of Five Ain't Bad


We went to Heidi's house Christmas Day
after our Sacrament Meeting.  (It was the nicest
Christmas Day Program ever!  I think Christmas
should always be on Sunday!)

They had planned on coming up for our family
gathering the weekend before but their
babies broke out in fever's and all that goes
with that.  Not a good thing to mingle with

other little people under these conditions!

We stopped at the Merrill's in Mesa to wish
all a Merry Christmas.
Things were pretty happy at their house.
Abbey told her mom that this was the
"best Christmas ever!"

Mike asked Santa for a wiggle car
on his wish list.  As parents do they
put the gift puzzle together for all the
children and it happened that Ben
got the wiggle car.  Mike, who had
a very nice Christmas, just knew
that car was his.....after all it was on
his list.  I need to ask how that
worked out.

 I walked past Heidi's couch and thought
that was a cute "doll" set there.  And it was!
But it was little Piper Jane!  So cute!
 Jeremiah found this car on Craig's list and bought it for
Bode.  The wheels were pretty scuffed up but Bode
didn't notice until later in the day when he told his
dad that he must have really driven that car a lot
because he scratched the wheels.
 This is what was on the computer Sunday evening.
It was the Santa tracker from Christmas Eve.  Busy day.
This picture makes me laugh.  David, Aaron,
and Jeremiah watching football.

Our trip to Surprise was nice.
 We were able to add Heidi to our list
of family we saw.
Four out of five ain't bad.

Robostir

My son-in-law, Jeremiah, gave me a
surprise Christmas present....Robostir.

I laughed until I realized that this was a good
gift!  I could walk away from the stove and
things won't burn.  Cool!
It turns three little feet on the bottom of a pot.
It worked until it didn't.  :(   Actually, this picture
is while it is sitting in the pan.....not moving.)  I played
with it a bit and finally took the lid off the top of the
four batteries and it took off again.  And I walked away.
No burned soup.  Yea!

The next time I used it I was making white sugar caramels.
Again, the lid was off and it was turning and then a battery
fell off and disappeared into the yummy sugary pot.  David was worried
that it would poison us.  (not really but he wanted to
put doubt in my mind)

I hope I can figure out how to make it happy cuz
I really liked it.  It's nice not to burn dinner.

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