A Dusting of the Cobwebs....

welcome to my blog!
...allow me a brief introduction...

In a reacent conversation with my daughter, her questions were why I, and her Dad were so quiet about our lifes? Meaning writing or telling about our own personal historys.

I didn't think there was anything important to write about. As I was just a normal person, getting up in the morning and getting the day started, getting kids off to school, or meeting schedules of the whole family, cleaning house, and landry. Keeping little ones busy, and changing diapers, comming home fixing dinner, helping with homework, putting kids to bed, watch some news, go to bed. And then do it all over again the next day. Then some days was teaching lessons in Primary, RS, MIA, Sundayschool, cub scouts, or helping at schools, ect. Family home evening, Visiting teaching, and even some Home teaching and being the family schaefer. most of the time we had one car, 6 kids, one working husband. Oh yes, the multi years of music lessons, and baseball teams, coaching, and even one major jumproap champion, for one daughter.

We had trials too. some were very hard, just thinking about a single memory of losing our son, brings tears. But we are told that this life is to meet trials, and how we handle them will be for our own eternal growth.

A very wise Stake President, President Alred, once said "We are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity. We will work by the sweat of our brow, to work our way through this life... But remember we are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity."

So, I welcome you to my blog. Please feel free to stay and go as you please, and wander where you wish. And, as always, feel comfortable in sharing those stories that you may feel are just "an every day" thing as well...



Feb 8, 2021

Old ?...

02/29/2008

After explaining to my youngest daughter Jodie, what was happening to me, she said "I never thought my parents would be getting old!" I laughed and said neither did I...

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Doing it again...

04/23/2008

I have terrible feelings coming up again. I see mothers who seem to be able to do it all. Raise a family, be great cooks, Inside of houses that seem to be coming right off the pages of Magazines, have decent clothing for informal groupings,( not over done) to meet informal, but dressy clothing. Collage degrees, have worked in the work field and have honors for doing so. Have many talents that they are working on, and accomplish them.
They seem to have been very successful with their time here on earth.

Then I look at my self...I have a few dormant talents, 6 kids, and nothing else. I feel I have wasted my time, and I don't even know where it went.


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Mailboxs...

01/15/2009

I have a 'Dayminder' that I use for my year calendar. I like the weekly Academic Planner because it starts in the month of August instead of January. In the back of the book, are a few pages for address, and phone numbers. Each year I carefully record the current address, and phone numbers of each of my family. I am surprised at how many pages are filled at the end of the year, by their moving to different houses, or changing phone numbers. Sometimes I imagine that there are flying mailboxes flying at me, like the letters in the Harry Potter movie. So far this year, starting after August, I have a new address for Jodie. And a new address for David. Coming soon will be a new address for Pauli and James. And I hear that sometime in the summer, perhaps a new address for Jennifer and Mike. I think the Phone numbers have stayed the same.... My book looks like a rainbow as I write each in a different color. Last year I ended up with pages of rainbows. Life can be very interesting.....and colorful. After all Rainbows are very beautiful.

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Nauvoo, Four Leaf Clover...

02/18/2009

Many years ago back in 1967, Lynn and I were on vacation. We stopped and visited the sight where the Nauvoo Temple had stood. Walking on the grass where the water well was located that furnished water for the baptism fount, I found this four leaf clover. I was expecting at the time and wished on the clover for a baby boy. I placed the clover in a frame, and kept it all these years. In 1968 a baby boy came to live with us, we called him David Lynn Walker. This year 2009, I will give David his four leaf clover. May he keep it with loving memories.


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Pictures I Like...



03/16/2009

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Tragics 2011

01/11/2011

Its January of a new year and already tragedy's have been over whelming. Terrible flooding in Australia, fast moving water caring cars and vans swiftly down stream. 10 people have died so far, and many missing. A man, with mental problems, shot 19 people in Tucson Ariz. Six people have died. A Judge, a 9 years old girl, were among the dead. A Congressman (woman), was shot in her head. She is in the hospt. Her husband is a Astronaut, who is scheduled to command the next shuttle flight in space. A terrible earthquake in New Zealand, lots of destruction, and lives lost. March a Terrible earthquake 8.9 hit Japan, causing a tsunami wave, and four of nuclear power plants have caused problems. two of them have released radiation into the air. They think fifteen thousand people have died. Even one passenger train disappeared. Now other countries are encouraging their people to leave Japan.

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Unending trials...

10/23/2011
Facing another heartache that I don't like going through.... It hurts too much, and there is nothing I can do to change it....I may not be here, by the time this one gets corrected.... My first one, has not been corrected yet, and its been over 23 years.... Sometimes the deep pain will wake me up at night. I often have to ask for heavenly help to put my feelings on a shelf, and calm my troubled heart, and help me, so I might be able to sleep at night.... Most of the time a loving Heavenly Father grants my request.... I guess that's what I get, when I give my heart away....

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