I always thought I would have years to write my history and wondered why I should write it anyway.

Lately I have felt that time is very short and it needed to be done and yet it is something I do not want to do.
Maybe because I am not sure how it will be received by those who read it and if it will ever be read and believed.

I was born in Prove, Utah.

My Mom had a very hard time delivering me and nearly died.

My soft spot on my head was closed so I was to have the fate of a small head and many other challenges of life.
Dad was overseas [during World War 2] flying out of India and over the hump.
For several weeks he did not know he had a daughter.

I went home to 184 West Main St, American Fork, Utah, to live at Grandpa Glen and Grandma Leila’s home.

[This is Mother's story. Remember her.]

Friday, September 3, 2010

My roommates brother passed away last Sunday morning.
I have so many mixed feelings.
I fell sorry for Karla and pleased that Ray may finally be at peace
or at least hope so.
So many arrangements to be made for D and Karla
and those who want his stuff just can't leave Karla alone.
Just a way to rub salt in the plans or wound as they would say.
I hope they can get all settled
and taken care of so mending of souls can begin.
the ability to put our desires on hold for a time—
is a precious and rare virtue.
We want what we want, and we want it now.
Therefore, the very idea of patience may
seem unpleasant and, at times, bitter.
"Nevertheless, without patience,
we cannot please God;
we cannot become perfect."
Dieter F. Uchtdorf,

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Please forgive the spelling and typing. I never said I could spell or type and my high school type teacher would agree.
Have YOU ever had one of those days. I did well, I should say nights. My roommate is taking care of anothers person house and cat so is gone. My other room mate was spending the night with some friends. So here is the story...

I put the two big dogs out for the night and because one is a fench jumper put her on the tie down for the night. Plenty of water and for the night and settled in to watch a couple of shows. You know the kind that is cops and robbers. Do they still have those? At about 11:00 pm the big dog and yes she is big started to bark, howl and act up. The more it went on the more I got upset. It is highly unusal for her to make such a racket. Yes, she barks but not like this. I called her but could not get her to come. I tried again still no results. Well you have to understand that we have had car break ins and break ins in houses where the people are sleeping while they steal from the house. (hard of hearing I don't think so) Well chicken me as I was becoming thought maybe I sould call my cop friend that lives down the street. Threw that out and called my roommate at 1:30 am and ask her what she thought. So she stayed on the line while I went outside and to the corner of the front yard where B was at. Finally got B. to come in. She was so up tight and kept going to the door wanting to go out. Then she put her body acrossed mine and pushed me back in the sofa in a protective mode. At 4:00 or so she finally layed down after pacing the room and looking out she went to sleep. At 5:00 her eyes popped open and she wanted out. I let her out no more braking or crying at all. What ever was there was gone. No sleep and none until Sat night when I went to be about 8:00 and died. B did not bark or get upset that night. So what do you think is was brothering her? Some say a wild animal, or maybe a ghost.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

“We become so caught up in
the busyness of our lives. Were we to step back,
however, and take a good
at what we’re doing,
may find that we have immersed ourselves
in the ‘thick of thin things.’
In other words, too often
spend most of our time
taking care of the things which
not really matter much at all in
the grand scheme of things,
neglecting those more important causes.”
Thomas S. Monson,
Ensign, Nov. 2009, 85

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

We live in perilous times when many believe
we are not accountable to God and that
we do not have personal responsibility
or stewardship for ourselves or others.
Many in the world are focused on
self-gratification, put themselves first,
and love pleasure more than
they love righteousness.
They do not believe they are their
brother’s keeper. I
n the Church, however, we believ
e that these stewardships are a sacred trust.”
Quentin L. Cook,

Monday, August 9, 2010

“The invitation to repent is rarely
a voice of chastisement but rather a loving
appeal to turn around and to ‘re-turn’
toward God.
It is the beckoning of a loving Father
and His Only Begotten Son
to be more than we are,
to reach up to a higher way of life,
to change, and to feel the happiness
of keeping the commandments.”
Neil L. Andersen,
Ensign, Nov. 2009, 40

Monday, August 2, 2010

“Just remember that the legacy
is passed from heart to heart.
Charity, the pure love of Christ,
is part of the mighty change of heart
which the Lord promises to
His faithful disciples.
So it is not hard to see what simple things
you can and must do to pass the legacy along.”
Henry B. Eyring,

Monday, July 19, 2010

God Will Bless and Prosper You
“Our Father in Heaven has promised that
you will ‘mount up with wings as eagles
[you] shall run, and not be weary;
[you] shall walk, and not faint.’
‘shall not be deceived.’ God will bless and prosper you.
The gates of hell shall not prevail against you;
. . . and the Lord God will
the powers of darkness from before you,
and cause the heavens to shake for your good,
and his name’s glory.’ ”
Dieter F. Uchtdorf

Saturday, July 17, 2010

“To gain a testimony,
you must nourish it
step by step.
‘[Your testimony] will
increase as you make
decisions to keep the
As you lift and
strengthen others,
you will see your
testimony continue to develop.’ ”
Mary N. Cook,
Ensign, May 2010, 118
Well I have been lost in a fog.
Decided this week is a bust and best left behind.
I put my tooth thru mylip (had a fat lip)
and fell on Baileysue, and staggered into walls.
No I was not drunk the meds Dr
gave me I had a reaction to. Lost one week of time.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Fan the Flame of Their Spiritual Core
“We hold in our arms the rising generation.
They come to this earth with important
responsibilities and great spiritual capacities.
We cannot be casual in how we prepare them.
Our challenge as parents and teachers is not
to create a spiritual core in their souls
but rather to fan the flame of their spiritual
core already aglow with the fire
of their premortal faith.”
Neil L. Andersen,

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Well I have been away from
my blog for a time.
I sure know how to stir up
my family and not make
friends or influence people.
I still believe what I said
in the letter to my family
is needed. We need to pull
together as C and N children
and not become a house divided.
The Lord is my light and my salvation.
Of whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the strength of my life.
Of whom shall I be afraid?
When the wicked-- even my enemies
and my foes--came upon me to eat up my flesh,
they stumbled and fell.
Though a host should encamp
against me,my heart shall not fear:
though war should rise against me,
in this will I be confident.
One thing have I desired of the Lord
is that will I seek after;
that I may dwell in the house
of the Lord
all the days of my life,
to behold the beauty of the Lord
,and to inquire in his temple.
Psalm 27: 1-5

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Well you know me liked that quote
so much had to use it twice to
remind myself about painting a
happy picture for today
no matter how I may feel.
I love you all and pray your
painting for today my be
full of color and memories
Each day is a new canvas to paint upon.
Make sure your picture is full of life
and happiness, and at the end
of the day you don't look at it
and wish you had painted
something different.
Author Unknown

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Have your ever felt like sharing and just don't know how?
That would be me.
Sometimes I think I have nothing to share
and then there are times when I am afraid to.
Today is the 4th of July and always
before their were things to do not today.
It is Sunday and no one is awake at 4:45 pm.
Nice... and better than last year.
Accident with tempers flaring
and angry words said.
Peoples lives change and so did mine.
Today I am thankful for a peaceful
in which to attend church
and be with my animals.
Good things happen when
you least expect them to !!!!!!!!

Saturday, July 3, 2010

You say: 'It's impossible'
God says: All things are possible ( Luke 18:27)
You say: 'I'm too tired'
God says: I will give you rest ( Matthew 11:28-30)
You say: 'Nobody really loves me'
God says: I love you ( John 3:1 6 & John 3:34 )
You say: 'I can't go on'
God says: My grace is sufficient(II Corinthians 12:9 & Psalm 91:15)
You say: 'I can't figure things out'
God says: I will direct your steps(Proverbs 3:5- 6)
You say: 'I can't do it'
God says: You can do all things ( Philippians 4:13)
You say: 'I'm not able'
God says: I am able(II Corinthians 9:8)
You say: 'It's not worth it'
God says: It will be worth it (Roman 8:28 )
You say: 'I can't forgive myself'
God says: I Forgive you (I John 1:9 & Romans 8:1)
You say: 'I can't manage'
God says: I will supply all your needs ( Philippians 4:19)
You say: 'I'm afraid'
God says: I have not given you a spirit of fear ( II Timothy 1:7)
You say: 'I'm always worried and frustrated'
God says: Cast all your cares on ME (I Peter 5:7)
You say: 'I'm not smart enough'
God says: I give you wisdom (I Corinthians 1:30)
You say: 'I feel all alone'
God says: I will never leave you or forsake you (Hebrews 13 5)

Friday, July 2, 2010

Each day is a new canvas to paint upon.
Make sure your picture is full of life
and happiness, and at the end
of the day you don't look at it
and wish you had painted
something different.
Author Unknown

Thursday, July 1, 2010

…happy life begins with taking charge of our actions.
It means making the choice to act rather
than react to the whims of others…
It’s almost always the better path to
take the extra moment to consider
our response to others and to life,
and to act rather than react.
In that extra moment we have
the opportunity to hear God’s
soft voice and every time we make
the decision to listen to the softer
voice we will be able to
refrain from reacting.
God’ soft voice will guide us to do
the loving thing, to speak the kind word,
to walk away from the situations
that are escalating into ugly scenes

Change your mind your life will follow
Karen Casey pg 137

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

When people point fingers at someone else,
they should remember that three fingers
are pointing back at them.
Old saying

Monday, June 28, 2010

Body and mind

"Your body is not who you are. The mind and spirit transcend the body. "
-Christopher Reeve

Sunday, June 27, 2010

"I think a hero is an ordinary individual
who finds strength to persevere
and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles. "
-Christopher Reeve
I like Christopher Reeve and especially in "Somewhere In Time".

Saturday, June 26, 2010

School lunch snack

Great sweet peanut butter snack recipe, posted by Candy.
· 1/2 cup marshmallow cream
· 1/2 cup peanut butter
· 48 Ritz Crackers
· 1 1/4 cups semisweet chocolate chips, melted
· 1 cup flaked coconut or chopped nuts
Spread about 1 teaspoon peanut butter on 24 of the Ritz crackers. Spread 1 teaspoon Marshmallow Creme on remaining crackers. Sandwich crackers together, using one peanut butter and one marshmallow, then dip in melted chocolate or white chocolate (almond bark), and roll in coconut or finely chopped nuts to coat. Set crackers on waxed paper and let stand until chocolate sets. Store in air-tight container for up to one week. Makes 24Shared by Candy

Crabby Old Man

And this little old man, with nothing left to give to the world,
is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.
What do you see nurses? . . . .. . What do you see?What are you thinking . . . . .
When you're looking at me?A crabby old man . . . . Not very wise,
Uncertain of habit . . . . . With faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food . . . . . And makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . . . . . 'I do wish you'd try!'
Who seems not to notice . . . . . The things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . . . Lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding . . . . . The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking? . . . . . Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse . . . . . You're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am. . . . . . As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, . . . . As I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten . . . . ... With a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters . . . . . Who love one another.A young boy of Sixteen . . . . With wings on his feet.
Dreaming that soon now . . . . . A lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty . . . . . My heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows . . . . . That I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . . I have young of my own.Who need me to guide . . . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . . . . . My young now grown fast,Bound to each other . . . . With ties that should last.At Forty, my young sons . . . . Have grown and are gone,
But my woman's beside me . . . . . To see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me ... . . . . My wife is now dead.
I look at the future . . . . . Shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing . . . . . Young of their own.
And I think of the years . . . . . And the love that I've known.I'm now an old man . . . . . And nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age .. . . .. . Look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles . . . . Grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone . .. . . Where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . . . . . A young guy still dwells,And now and again . . . . . My battered heart swells.
I remember the joys . . . . . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . Life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . . . . Gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . . That nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people . . . . . Open and see.
Not a crabby old man . . ... Look closer . . . See ME!

Remember this poem when you next meet An older person who you might brush aside ...
Without looking at the young soul within. (We will all, one day, be there, too!)

Friday, June 25, 2010

A thought for you

Each day is a new canvas to paint upon.
Make sure your picture is full of life and happiness,
and at the end of the day you don't look at it
and wish you had painted something different. Author Unknown

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Thought for today

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."
So I have a title for today. Let me introduce myself and tell you what I like and don't like. How should I begin? That is the million dollar question.
I am a water baby born under the sign of the fishes. I like stream to fish in, lakes, the ocean to listen to the waves and of course waterfalls.
I like all kinds of music and reading. I like good food and enjoy a good steak with a salad. I like breakfast for dinner and dessert first. Of course I would not be in the family if I didn't like ice cream. Vanilla first, rocky road, pistachio, lemon just don't add anthing on it but once in awhile a cone.
I love being in the nusery at church and sometimes I even like their parents. I like small dogs and cats, fishes.
My favorite place to eat is In and Out burger, Applebee's, and at home. I like seeing the stars, sleeping out doors, being with friends (to a point), and relaxing.
So I am what I am. Just don't gossip around me and spread lies.
So today will be my best day so far and if you ask how I am I will tell you, alive and thankful to be so.

Best Day

Monday, June 14, 2010

Well it should say help me be creative.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Today I set up a blog. How I will use it I am not sure. Maybe my daughter can help me creative.