Her-story!

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.]

Sunday, July 11, 2010

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
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