When things go wrong in our lives, it is easy to lose all sense of perspective. We forget our divine inheritance, when we should remember that we come from heavenly parents who love us. We are impatient for instant solutions. When often it is the passage of time that will allow things to work out. We ignore or down play our strengths and abilities, just at the time we should be recognizing and applying them. -David S. Baxter
Hope your Sunday was the Best! Love, Joy
Riley has a gift with cars.
He can take a car that looks like this and make it run. A lot of people would take it to the junk yard.
But Riley sees the potential.
He actually sees value in this car.
We were gone one day and when we came home this was parked in the driveway. We laughed so hard, because there is no way we would buy a car that doesn’t run and looks like it should be in a junk yard.
But he got the car running and sold it.
He’s a funny, lovable guy, and I’m glad he’s my son.
LDS Church Photo
An interesting article about baptisms for the dead
was written in the Deseret News.
Please, read it here.
Happy Family History Friday! Love, Joy
Time is:
Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear,
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love,
Time is Eternal.
-Henry Van Dyke
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Today it has been one year since Kelsey left on her mission. I am so proud of her. I am so proud of me. I used to think I wouldn’t survive without my children close by. But now I know that even though two of them are miles away. They are always in my heart. They are doing amazing things with their time and loving their fellow men.
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“By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another.”
John 13:35
Too True!
Hermana Kelsey 12:5 -email-Everything else is great. Again sorry this is so short, but I gotta do what I gotta do. 🙁
Elder Flexy 20:2 -email-
Mama, this week has been great we are working hard. i’m actually sending my memory card home today so hopefully it works when you get it. you remember my friend J. well i received a letter from her telling me she just got baptized wow that was great news. but life is good here i’m almost finished with my last transfer here. but its been great. love you
Love Elder Flexy
Baba, thats so sad about grampa i hope they treat him great there. i’m glad your spending time with the Empey’s i’m glad they are doing well. love you
Love Elder Flexy
M, im glad your having fun with melissa and yes i want to work there when i get home.
Love Elder Flexy
As I’ve said in another post, I grew up in a family with 5 brothers and no sisters. There were six kids and our parents. When I was in junior high,
I came home with a little furry friend.
It was not uncommon for me to do this. I was always rescuing an animal.
I couldn’t help it.
But on this day the desire to bring home this animal was worse than ever. This little puppy was so tiny and cute. She was a mutt. They are actually my favorite kind of dog. They always have fun characteristics that don’t really match any other dog. This little pooper was part Chihuahua and part Terrier.
So. Cute.
When I got home, I honestly don’t remember my mom saying whether I could keep her or not. But when dad got home, he took that little ball of fur in his arms and said, “If we’re gonna keep her, we better name her Sissy Poo, cause she’s the only little sister you’re ever gonna have!”
And so is was, my little Sissy Poo became my little sister.
I was so attached. She slept with me every night.
She followed me around all day. She was the first to greet me when I arrived home.
I remember when I left on my mission, I was so afraid she would die, and there were a few times while I was gone that my family thought she was going to die too. I just couldn’t stand the thought of her not being there when I got home. Remember, I got her in 7th grade. I was now 21-22 years old.
She was almost ten years old when I got home. I was so excited to see her! And after a minute or two, she was so excited to see me, I had been gone for a year and a half. A year after I got home from my mission, she was still hanging in there. And another year later I had my first child, Riley. She was still there.
Then when Riley was six months old she fell asleep at the top of the stairs
and never woke up.
Personally, I believe she waited until I had other people to love, my darlin, and my son, so that I wouldn’t be so lonesome when she was gone.
We buried her in the back yard and had a nice little funeral. We all cried and cried. She is still so important to me and that was 25 years ago. She was such a big part of my life. She was my sweet little Sissy. I am so glad I brought her home. I love you Sissy Poo.
Out of Africa
Karen: “If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me?”
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What a beautiful movie. I admire Karen and her strength and determination.
She was a strong woman.
It is a different perspective to think about how the world sees you. How you have left a place. When I think of the lives of people I love who have left, I believe they have left a song. A song that helps us and gives us hope and reminds us of our relationship with that person and how our love for them and their love for us is forever. The memory of them. The experiences we shared or read or heard about.
I hope when I’m gone that I’m not forgotten. That my family remembers my best, most fun self. I know they might remember my sad times, or the times when life was overwhelming me, but if they do, I hope they also remember me trying my best to move on and forward. I hope they remember that I am joyful, silly, forgetful, not forgetful, and that I did my best, that I love them so much.
Out of Africa-It’s a ten tissue movie! But I love it!
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