“Your life is your own, to develop or to destroy. You can blame others little and yourself almost totally if that life is not a productive, worthy, full, and abundant one.”
― Spencer W. Kimball
How Do I Love Thee...
In celebration of our 26 years of wedded bliss, today I have a list for my husband:
26 Things I Love About You
1. You served a faithful mission among people that I love. Then married me in the Salt Lake Temple for Time and All Eternity.
10. You sing Josh Groban songs to me on our way to the Temple.
11. You hold my hand when we are out together--even at Costco.
12. You tell me I'm hot. Even though your sight is dimming at the same rate as my youth.
13. You have to wear reading glasses--it means we are growing old together.
14. You flex your biceps for me.
15. You can install a toilet or a tub or a shower. You can do electrical work and tiling--pretty much anything when it comes to home improvement.
16. You don't mess around once you start a project--you just get it done. You have made every place we've lived beautiful and comfortable.
17. You know the lyrics to a million random songs from the 60's right up to today. And sing them at random moments to fit the occasion.
18. You eat anything I make and never complain, and compliment my cooking to the children.
19 You are financially responsible and have given me security all the years of our marriage. Your careful planning is the reason we haven't suffered through this past year of unemployment.
20. You are the voice of reason when I am upset.
21. You make me laugh. I mean that in a good way.
22. You try really hard to understand me and figure me out--your efforts are duly noted--though you know it's a lost cause.
23. You have always been outstanding in your field of work. We have traveled the world together and dined with captains of industry. We have had amazing adventures at home and abroad. I have seen you converse in the language of business with people from far and wide. I see the respect they have for you and the way you put them at ease.
24. You bought a run-down cabin and made it beautiful and comfortable because it was my dream.
25. You have kept the faith and been an example of a worthy Priesthood bearer to our children. I see the love and dedication you put into every church calling--from Bishop, to Gospel Doctrine Teacher to Home Teacher.
26. You have given me the first 26 years of an Eternity with you that I look forward to.
Today is my Mother's Birthday.
My Mother is on a mission right now in New Jersey.
That is a long way from the tiny town in New Mexico where she grew up.
She was the third of six children. There are three boys and three girls.
She is the middle girl.
She grew up to be a cheerleader and Homecoming Queen...this was in a graduating class of five.
(I told you the town was tiny!) My Mother married young and started her family right away. I was born soon after she turned twenty and I was the second in our family after my brother Jon. My earliest memories of her are of her dressed up. I remember the swish of her nylon stockings when she walked and the click, click, click of her high heels. I knew it was Sunday and we would be going to church. She would lean down to help me with my shoes and I could smell the hairspray and perfume. I remember playing with her pretty necklaces and admiring her earrings. My Mother was pretty and looking at pictures of her back in that era, she reminds me …
Earlier this month, I flew to Texas and with fortuitous timing, this little guy made his debut about a day later.
Meet our 8th grandchild:
Porter Scott Gale
8 lbs. 6 oz. 20.5" tall.
Son of Scott and Nicole and little brother to Bailey, Norah and June.
He was born on his Aunt Shanna's Birthday on General Conference weekend.
The Conference blessings just keep piling up!
The big sisters meeting baby brother.
And Nana crying happy tears and bursting with joy.
June likes to check on her little brother.
My son with his son.
Nicole and her sweet baby boy.
Beautiful--inside and out.
Shane took the ACT today.
Anyone who knows Shane, knows that he does not look on the bright side. He is one to assume the worst case scenario in any given situation. We've discussed this here before and through the years I have come to appreciate this outlook on life. Things are usually not worse than Shane thought they would be because he expects that things will be terrible, horrible, no good, and very bad--in spite of his Pollyanna Mother's cheerful pep talks to the contrary.
Last night before we had family scripture and prayer, Shane and I ran through the checklist of what to bring and got everything gathered and ready. Then we discussed our timeline for getting him there early and how things would go. The past few weeks we have had ongoing chats about the experiences with the ACT of his seven older siblings and he has had input from friends as well as online advice.
So, it looked like he was as ready as he could be.
Well, there was one thing we did not anticipate.