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.]

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

1 comment:

  1. great quotes. thanks for the messages of hope and love. hope you are doing well. i will help you this coming week to do some blog stuff you have been asking about. take care.

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