A quiver full

I am so proud of my kids. Jon, Michelle, Nick, Eric, and Emily. Jon and Tina make such a great team. Juggling care giving, school, and church in masterful style, they carefully take care of each other's feelings and manage to make things sweet, living a day at a time in joy. Seth, Maryn, and Jonas. They are real and amazing and crazy fun. Each one with special gifts and talents. Each with powerful spirits in small and wiggly bodies. Michelle and Brandon. Strong, brave, sensitive, and smart, mixing common sense with vision, head strong with penitent, creative with concrete, they make it work because they understand God's plan and His ever present hand, shaping and creating new hearts within them. Zane and Annie. Brilliance and beauty. Nick. Becoming the man he wants to be. Reaching forward with high hopes and faith. Full of goodness and grace. Lover of good. Gifted with children. Eric. Elder Stone Loves Christ and His gospel. Loves the people of Colombia and is lost in the service of God. Emily. A special gift of caring about and loving her nephews and nieces that shows the depth of her character. Somehow she is the oldest, even though she is the youngest.

Missin Momma,
I miss my mom today. I remember her voice. She never raised it. She frequently laughed to tears. She distracted the grandkids when both wanted the same toy by a word. She cooked the gourmet concoctions. She gave guidance. She loved her garden. She grew squash just for fun. She asked how things were going. She never was vulgar--ever. She visited her neighbors every day. She gladly took care of my dad when his mental health went south. It went south a long time ago. I love you my dearest Momma.
Walter Boy

grama bee part2

Now, a day after Mom past away, the memories are flooding in. One time I fell through the ceiling because I stepped on the pink insulation instead of the truss. I blasted through the ceiling tile and landed right next to her ironing board where she was busy with the clothes. She screamed, then laughed, then cried with me, then laughed with me. I must have been pretty skinny to fit through those trusses. Not a scratch.

Once I came home from a basketball tournament with a trophy. She said,"well maybe I ought to come to one of your games sometime." She put sports in perspective.

Like everyone else, she made me feel like I was her favorite, Jean was her favorite daughter-in-law, and our babies were by far her favorite grand kids.

gramma bee

My dear mom is preparing to leave this world. She has been suffering for many years since her stroke. Last night she had trouble swallowing and possibly aspirated some food so she was taken to the emergency room of the hospital. While there she had a heart attack. The doctors thought she'd pass away last night, but her heart decided to get going again and she made it through the night. Today is my brother, Larry's birthday. It seems like the perfect day for Mom to die. Larry would be so happy for her. He and his dear wife, Tammy, have been there the past 6 years as she has tried to bounce back from a devastating stroke. He told me today he is hoping she can go very soon. And what a glorious reunion it will be for her. We love Larry and Tammy for being such wonderful caregivers. Eternal perspective is grand. Precious corridors of memory are so sweet. We luv you Gramma.