Cheeky Quote of the Day! Mom would love this!

When someone asks you the question, "Are you ticklish", it doesn't matter if you say yes or no, cause they're going to touch you. If someone asks if you're ticklish and you don't want to be touched you should something like "I have diarrhea, now don't touch me cause you'll make it come out... and yes I'm very ticklish".

Aunt Ann, a Parade and a Buggy, Horses, and a Baby Sister!

I lived around many Aunts and played in the back yard of the house still on Main Street. I remember that I had a hard time and Mom was often angry at me and I would run to my Aunts for comfort, especially after she whipped me for the accidents I had with wetting the bed.

Aunt Ann’s bed seemed to be so high off the floor. 0h I could get up on the bed and have some loves and knew Aunt Ann loved me and cared about me.

I played with Artile Toth and had a 1 year old birthday party. I also walked in the American Fork Steel Days parade and got a ribbon for by buggy wth my bear in it dressed up. I remember seeing my dog poisoned on the back porch and to this day I cannot understand how someone could hurt something so precious to me. I remember sitting in the tin tub in the back yard as my swimming pool.

 

Then the day came that my mother told me she was sorry she had me. I think I was three or four and I could not understand that statement. Too young to know you are not wanted and not know the reasons why; No matter how bad of a mother I was I always wanted my children and loved them. I am sure there were times they felt I did not want them but I did and, maybe, still do; but, they are precious to me and grow more so each day.

We moved into a new home and it felt so far away. Ralph Hunter lived on the corner and the Scotts lived up the road. There were fields with horses, and cows, and pheasants everywhere. It was fun to run and play. I had no brothers or sisters but would soon have one.

 

I can remember my Grandmother bought me a new pink dress and coat to go pick up my sister to bring her home. They laid the baby on my lap and she peed on my new clothes. I told them they could take her back because I did not want her. So much for my sister Leila. We are 4 years and a few weeks apart.

"Cheeky Quotes" - because she loved, she lived!

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in the beginning - 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, Ut. 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.  I was given a name and blessing by a member for the 12 apostles (with Dad choosing my name - better than Valentine).  Dad came home from the war and we moved to Compton, Ca while Dad was stationed at the army airbase in Long beach, Ca.  In Aug of 1945 my Grandfather Glen James Sykes died and we went home to American Fork. I lived around many Aunts and played in the back yard of the house still on Main Street [in American Fork].

[this was sent to me on February 8th of 2010; I had asked my Mother to begin to share/write her history.  I think it is fitting I share her 'bits' and 'pieces' on her own blog.]

Mom -

 

I love you and

I miss you.

I hope

you will find

 it pleasing as I

 share your story

now.

I like to think of you

 sitting somewhere

 'beside a waterfall'.

 

 Sometimes

in my dreams

 we walk

and I talk.

I wish

I had

listened more

 when you were here.

 

There are

so many things

I still

want

to know.

 

♥ --stacie

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.

"Patience—

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,

"Continue in Patience," Ensign, May 2010, 56

Please forgive the spelling and typing. I never said I could spell or type and my high school type teacher would agree.