Monday, March 21, 2011

Only Sixteen Years Without Him

This morning, as I held him tight, I told him I have only had 16 years without him.  And 16 years is way too many.  This is what he looked like then.  Can you blame me for falling in love with that, bell bottoms and all?
Happy birthday, tootsie!

Monday, March 14, 2011

Testimony for Pearl!

Pearl's baptism was yesterday.  She was nervous and excited!  Afterwords she said she felt good and warm.  Nothing better than that feeling--good and warm!  She has opened the door to return to her Heavenly Father.  To celebrate, I made a Book of Mormon cover with my testimony inside to make sure she always knows I believe.  And to remind her we will always be, the two of us!

Friday, March 4, 2011

Happy Birthday, LUCY!


Happy Birthday
LUCY!
You are SO cool!
LOVE
YOU!
GRAMMA

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

A Day Late But With The Same Love

Happy Birthday, Ryan!
This photo was taken at the Incheon Airport
I love how Ryan is always up for a
traveling adventure!
I love how Ryan is such a 
Good Listener.
And
gets so excited
about what
You Say.
Much Love!
To You!

Friday, February 25, 2011

Happy Birthday, Pearl!

Sending my love to
Picture
Perfect
Pearl!
I Love YOU~
Gramma

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Ivy's Eyes!

Ivy eating the famous Korea rice puff snacks!
Oh, those eyes!  Can't get enough of this girl!

Monday, February 21, 2011

Anyanghaseo!

Catie Bergeson, one of the dear sister missionaries from Korea popped in for a visit!  It was like we had been a part for a moment!  How we love her.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Ready

A Prayer in Spring
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Robert Frost (1915)

Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.


Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.


And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.

For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.





Saturday, January 29, 2011

Happy Birthday, Ann!

My father always said this most irritating phrase to me as a child: 
Be Thankful For Your Troubles.
Why, I thought, would you ever, ever, be thankful for hard things in your life?  I realize now that no one escapes troubles, I don't care who you are.  Troubles care not if we are rich, poor, healthy and strong, weak, mean or nice.  And we might not even recognize them as troubles at the time or they might be very blatant (I like one of the dictionaries definition of blatant:  unpleasantly loud and noisy) troubles that everyone sees.  But what my father was trying to patiently teach me was that it isn't the troubles that are the worry but how you react, how you care to see your way through, how you conduct yourself,  how you turn to God.  Well, with all that said, this is my tribute to Ann today:  She uses God's lenses to see through her troubles so they no longer can be defined as troubles but as intruments in becoming more like Him.   Two cute babes in her care:  one very sick and one very healthy, but neither one any trouble.   Thank you Ann for continuing to teach me what my father was trying to get me to understand all along! 
I love you. 
Happy Day to you!

Friday, January 14, 2011

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG THREE-O CHOCOLATE FACE

There was only one time when Jacob was slightly demanding.  We bought an old, white, two door Mazda for the kids to drive as teenagers.  For the first time Jacob complained.  I was shocked, actually, but I couldn't blame him.  It really was an ugly car and for this family, we don't like ugly.  But it was cheap, efficient and got the job done.  The best part?  He apologized ten minutes later.   Don't you love this guy?  Thank you,  Jacob,  for your gentle ways,  your constant desire to do what is right,  for always being willing to forgive,  your respect and patience for your mother.  I love you dearly!
Did you really want chocolate for Christmas?

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Happy Birthday, Jordan!

Jordan and I have had the rare opportunity (hopefully she looks at it this way) to actually live together as mothers.  I don't always recommend two mothers for one home, it isn't the best, but in this case it has been a wonderful time for me to watch her in action.  I love how she makes a home.  I love how she cooks.  I love how she cares so deeply about her children.  I love how she loves Craig.  And I love how she has graciously allowed one more mother under her roof for just a season, with no complaints.   Happy Birthday, Jordan.  I love you!
PS  I have really bad interenet connection that won't upload pictures.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Friday, November 12, 2010

Virginia Pie

We weren't planning on stopping but who could resist this place?
 A stone building just calling out to us to stop and have some homemade pie, sour cherry no less.

 And surrounded by falls magnificant squash.
 And what is the east coast without WHOOPIE PIES?




 So with the command to EAT PIE we bought a pumpkin pie, especially for Brendon and sour cherry especially for the rest of us.  Kurt threw in a couple of chocolate dipped coconut macaroons.
And this little cutie was the best part of all!

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

To Dearest Ashley!

Photo:  Ashley Thalman




One of the many joys of children is to have adult children.  That is not to say that I didn't enjoy all stages, because I truly did.
But, now I have adult children that have become more than just children but advisors, listeners, creators, examples and mothers themselves (and soon a father).  
Ashley was given much responsibility.  I, perhaps, was harder on her than any of the children.  But she only remembers the good, only sees the good, and quickly forgives.  I am so grateful for her example, her advice, her perfect ability to listen.
I love her creative spirit that come through in everyway.  I love how she mothers, patiently, kindly, forgivingly.
I love you, Ashley!
Happy Birthday.
Mom