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. I've contemplated on many occasions rather I should quit this blog or not. Each time I am inspired that I should not. 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! This I know. Our family continues to live and to love and this is our story...

Friday, March 13, 2015

forward

for·ward

adverb
  1. 1. toward the front; in the direction that one is facing or traveling.
          2. onward so as to make progress; toward a successful conclusion

Forward; the direction I wish to go.
 The past several weeks have been tough. 
Going forward has been hard.
Some days I just want to stay right where I am.
I have learned that moving forward is much better than standing still
or going backward.
One of the many things I learned when Kristen passed away is that
she would not want her death to diminish my life. 
She wants me to go forward and find joy in this life.
I'm sure my mom feels the same way. 
My mom was such a part of my life. 
She was my best friend.
She was my daughters best friend. 
She was ALWAYS there for each of us
and for everyone else in her life.
The past 5 years have been difficult.
3 of my most favorite people are gone from this life.
There has been many days when I have felt like
 maybe I'm not strong enough,
I can't do this.
It is then that I come to realize that 
Kristen, my dad and my mother  are still very close.
They are my greatest cheerleaders.
They are still helping me,
probably more than they ever have. 
So onward I go.

In the morning I will be delivering 5 Build-a-Bears to
children who are fighting cancer.

My son got married last week to a very sweet girl.
She is from Florida and she calls me "Miss Polly."
How cool is that?

Grandchild number 11 will be arriving in October!

Spring is coming!
Blossoms will soon be popping and gardens will be planted.

2 new bunnies arrived at our our house.

"The refiners fire is real. Qualities of character and righteousness that are forged in the furnace of affliction perfect and purify us and prepare us to meet God."
~Quentin L. Cook 

I must have a lot of perfecting and purifying to do as I continue to find myself thrown in the fire. The refiners fire is not a comfortable place to be. My only hope is that after the repeated hammering and the intense heat that I might become the person I was meant to be.



My mother had several requests concerning her funeral.
1. A closed casket (her mother also requested a closed casket)
2. A graveside service
3. Bagpipes to be played at her graveside
4. Lots of flowers.
She got all of her wishes.

















1 comment:

Amy Lucas said...

I'm so sorry Polly for your loss. Sending lots of hugs. Congratulations on your son's wedding!