I created this blog when my sweet little girl, Kristen, was diagnosed with cancer, for the third time. After fighting for almost 3 years Kristen was called home to that same God who gave her life. One of my favorite quotes comes from Neal A. Maxwell- "Those who "plow in hope" not only understand the law of the harvest but they also understand what growing seasons are all about. True, those with genuine hope may see their proximate circumstances shaken like a kaleidoscope at times, yet with the "Eye of faith" they still see divine design." Kristen blessed lives and continues to do so. Her light continues to shine. As for me, I continue to "plow in hope" knowing well that Kristen is mine for eternity. Families can be together forever!

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Memorial Day Weekend

Our traditional weekend always starts with a quick trip out of town.
We rotate between Ephraim, Delta and Price,
this is where many of our grandparents are buried.
This year we went to Ephraim.
It was a beautiful day.
As we stop at each grave I ask my mom to share a memory of the person we are visiting.
If I was lucky enough to know the person then I shared something.
At my Grandma Poulson's grave I told the children that she always wore bright
colored heels. She also wore matching jewelry.
Grandma Anderson always wore an apron.
 It's fun to share memories of those who have paved the way.

We always have a BBQ to start of the summer season.

I spent a lot of time at Kristen's grave. 
I still go there 4-5 times a week, but during Memorial weekend I go there several times a day.
I met grandma and grandpa Kirton there Monday morning.

Bagpipe players roam the cemetery several times throughout the weekend.
The children all met me here as well. I thought I had all 9 grandchildren in the picture,
but I was missing one. 

I found her!

Kristen and my dad were the most popular in the entire cemetery.

We couldn't finish the weekend off without a quick run though the sprinklers.

We are so excited for summer to begin.
I know it doesn't officially start for a few weeks, 
but we always get the party started a little early.
We plan to put on our party pants and enjoy life.
One of our favorite things to do is to sit on the back porch and drink lemonade.

Let the sun shine through your heart.
Do something nice for someone today.

One more thing...
no matter how dark the tunnel seems,
always always always
hold on and look for the light.
It's there, I promise.

Friday, May 16, 2014

gone to heaven and a few of my favorite things

This morning another sweet girl passed from this life. 
She too fought cancer with grace and dignity.
Her father passed away unexpectedly just a few months ago.
This beautiful girl had a glimpse of heaven before she passed.
She was able to tell her family that she saw her dad, her uncle
and her grandpa. She said that they have a place for her and a
special job for her to do. She also remarked on how much love was there.

I am reminded of the morning Kristen passed from this life.
I felt as though the heavens were opened.
A few family members made comments that as they approached our home that morning
 it was glowing, almost like a pillar of light was shining down on our home.
I imagine heaven opened that morning and many of our family members
especially Kristen's grandpa were hugging her and welcoming her home.

I love this poem...

Gone From My Sight
by Henry Van Dyke

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone"

Gone where?

Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.

Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone,"
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!"

And that is dying...

This life is not the end.
The day will come when we will once again hold Kristen in our arms.

on a lighter note,
 a few of my favorite things...

Tulips and flowers! Spring has finally arrived.

I found a few more favorites on my recent visit to Trader Joe's
Mini hamburger buns, they are totally the best ever.
Who wants a big old  hamburger anyways?
I sure don't!
This is the perfect size.

Dark chocolate peanut butter cups. 
I'll never eat a Reese's again!

The temple
I LOVE going there!

My favorite salad as of late...
Spinach with fresh strawberries and grapes topped off with cinnamon pecans.

 I love birds. When these ducks landed in the garden I seriously jumped for joy.

Summer is coming!
Nora and I are both excited.

One of my most favorite things ever is spending time with these 9 little peanuts.

Life is good

Sunday, May 4, 2014

28 candles

28 candles
That's how many there should have been. 
Kristen loved her Birthday!
She would patiently wait as our family would sing Happy Birthday.
She would then smile, laugh and blow out the candles.

Yesterday there were only 3 candles that lit up her spot.
We were short on candles, but definitely not short on memories.
The kitchen table was decorated, cupcakes were made and a party was planned.
Actually we partied pretty much the entire day.
28 Windmills
28 Yellow Balloons
and lots of flowers and beads.

Although we miss Kristen so very much, we feel her presence often.
We are reminded that life is ever so precious.

Make the most of today
Enjoy Life 
Embrace it
Be Nice
Use you fancy china
Be Responsible
Smile more
Do Good and Be Good
Notice the Flowers, the Birds, the Sky and the Sun
Be Forgiving
Celebrate life every single day

 Kristen's last Birthday here on earth. 
She couldn't decide between chicken strips and  hamburger,
so we ordered both. She only took a few bites of each, 
the important thing...she was happy.

After celebrating her little heart out, 
she was happy to get home and into her pajamas.

Happy Birthday
precious little girl of mine