Tuesday, July 28, 2009


THIS IS FROM my writings in OCTOBER 2008

I was just told by my father that my grandma past away just an hour ago, peacefully in her sleep. She was diagnosed with lung and stomach cancer just a few months ago. She was 91.
My Grandma was a strong woman, courageous, independent, studious and hardworking. She had a great mind. She remembered all of the names of her grand children & great grandchildren and she told me she prayed for each one of them daily. I believe this because she said those precious names everyday. As a new one arrived she added it to her memory and began praying for this new addition, a grandchild. When I was there last month, she was naming them all starting with each of her own children, and then their children, and then their children.
She had a great testimony and read the scriptures, all of them every year. She served the church diligently, working for the Family History Center for 28 years. She said she use to go to the center everyday and then the system changed to using computers. She thought she would never learn how to use a computer but that wasn't going to stop her. Not too long after, she began doing this work at home... on a computer, in her home office. Everyday, until she became ill, she worked on extracting names. I am sure she kept track of how many names she did. (I wonder what the final count was??) She did her visiting teaching and was partnered up with my Aunt for awhile. She was a convert to the church, being introduced to it by my Grandpa. She said that she could ask him just about anything gospel related and he would have the answer. He past away when I was 10. So, it has been 28 years since last she has seen him. This was my first thought when my Dad told me she was gone. She would see her sweet husband. She lived righteously all the days of her life, waiting for this day. She was ready. She believed in the Everlasting gospel of Jesus Christ. My heart is filled with sweetness, because I know that my Grandpa wanted more than anything for his children to be married in the temple and be a forever family. My Grandma was an instrument for not only her own family, but for many other families.
When I visited my grandma last month, my husband called me and asked me... "Have you learned anything new about yourself?" I thought that was an interesting question, and just replied, "no, I wasn't even thinking of that." Once I got home that question, came into my mind and I realized that some of my 'idiosyncrasies' were "Daffron", that was her maiden name.
I am very much the same strong woman, courageous, independent, studious and hardworking. In addition we both are "keepers", I keep almost everything, almost everything I do is very important or it is not worth doing.
If I could have one "material thing" from my Grandma, it would be a big binder clip that hangs from her wall above her night stand where she slept. This binder clip has all the reciepts from the Public Library with the names of all the books she's read from 2004 to present. This connects me to my Grandma. This is something that I would keep forever! If I could have one "spiritual thing" it would be to "keep" my family forever.
Grandma, I love you. I once wrote a poem for you, I was 16. I still have it, (of course). I just completed my 'Book of Life', inspired by my Grandma. Inside this book is that poem. I hope my future generations will read this book and learn not only about me, but about my Grandma.

There was a viewing, which I did not attend.
I wanted to remember my Grandma sitting in her orange couch.
I sat across from her in her family talking and sharing,
just the month prior and that's what I wanted to see
when I thought of her and closed my eyes.
My dad gave the Family Prayer.
The Funeral Services were as follows;

My Aunt spoke of my Grandma, her Mother and memories growing up.
It was nice to learn about my Grandmothers earlier years.
There were two beautiful music numbers;
One by my cousin,It was the most beautiful, Amazing Grace.
I could just feel the spirit so strong.
It just made me want to smile.
Then my Aunt played the Battle Hymn Republic!
(not typical for a funeral, I know, but it was my Grandma's choice.) Oh, I know that Grandma was smiling. It was magnificent. The best music ever played on that church organ.
It made me cry and smile all at the same time.
I think we all wanted to stand up and sing,
sing that wonderful song.

It rained during the funeral services and during the drive to the cemetery.
One car after another, followed the hearst carrying the body of
my most beloved Grandma to her final resting place, beside her husband.
The sun came up just long enough for the prayer.

It was as if the heavens were looking down.

The weather gradually became colder and as we were driving home,
and it started to snow. It was just dumping on us as we drove down the highway.
It was as if to say go on..."get on with your life, everything will get back to normal...." (something my Grandma may have said.)

My Uncle gave the dedicatory prayer.
My Aunt handed out flowers to the Grandchildren.
(I kept mine and am pressing it)

Then most of us, as sort of a "tradition", because it was done after my Grandfather and Uncles passed, we went to the houses where the families have lived in Clearfield, and then to the cheese factory for squeaky cheese.....(life back to normal?)

The night ended with dinner and great conversation. I wish we all lived closer. I enjoyed my Aunts and Uncles and was able to talk to each of them.
I know that Grandma would have enjoyed seeing her family together, enjoying each other's company and reminiscing about days gone by.
I dreamt about my Grandma that night, she was happy!

She is once again with her Husband.

He was a "Keeper".
They were now looking down at us...
Knowing we were all "Keepers" too.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Summer Less & Child Less

The summer is less than usual. The last day of school was June 19th. The new school year starts July 28th. That only gave us 39 days of summer vacation. Basically "Summer Less"!

In 3 short days all my children including my youngest will be in school. I usually have another child by now. My days will be "Child Less" for 5 hours. I created a plan 11 years ago to have 3 more children 5 years apart. This year I should've had my fifth child. I have a name, I even have an extra Christmas stocking with the initial monogrammed on it, but I have no child and the plan has been altered.

Monday, July 20, 2009


I read "Ballet Shoes" by Noel Streatfield this summer with my Littles. It was a cute children's book. After we read it, My oldest daughter told me they made a movie with the same title. So of course we had to watch it together. Cute, Cute, but the book was better.

Now, let me tell you how I came about the title of this book....

I love the movie, "You've Got Mail", I have probably seen it a hundred times, really! I watch it when I am sick, while I am cooking, doing laundry, just to have something in the background that is familiar. (It is like a modern Pride and Prejudice and even mentions that book in the movie, by no coincidence I am sure.)

Meg Ryan's character makes a reference to this book.
Quote... "Noel Streatfield wrote ballet shoes, skating shoes, theatre shoes, dancing shoes. I would start with ballet shoes first, it was my favorite. Although skating shoes is wonderful, but it is out of print."....
There is a whole list of these books I have yet to read. Party shoes and family shoes completes the list. I followed the characters advice and read Ballet Shoes first. I was not disappointed.
This brings us to the topic of Shoesies!

I Love Shoesies! I have at least 70 pairs of shoes! I would go count but I am too comfortable sitting here writing in "my kitty". There is something about shoes. Once you have arrived at your mature size your set for life. Shoes make a statement about you. They can change a whole outfit or outlook! They tell a lot about who you are. They also don't care if you are skinny or fat! (Unless your retaining water, they always fit!)

When I was dating my husband he went shoe shopping with me. I was looking for a pair of navy pumps for my navy suit, because "matchy matchy" at the time was "IN". (The horror!!) Well, my Mister D was so patient and he was so happy for me. He loved, that I loved this simple little pleasure of shoe shopping. I was so excited when I found the perfect shoes with a criss cross top. I can't remember the brand, but wore them out! Being the great man that my hubby is, he would/will indulge me with Shoesies always
On a trip to the Beach we stopped in a boutique and bought some awesome bronzy alligator Chinese Laundry heels, oh I still wear them and its been 4 years. This is rare, as they really haven't gone out of style. When I wear them it brings memories of the whole weekend we had at the Beach. Recently, I went back to this store and told the owner about the shoes and how the sales clerk was right, they are the most comfortable high heels!
When we go on mini breaks, Mister D always makes sure we have time to go through the boutiques looking for shoesies!! I love this! This year, as Christmas was not the same and my birthday followed shortly thereafter....he wanted to give me something special. Michael Kors tall black boots! Now of course he doesn't know anything about Michael Kors or boots, but he knew I had my eye on a pair. I described them to him and he went on a hunt to find them. The exact pair! Precious little moments like these make me smile. Thanks Mister D for my shoesies!

There is a song called New Shoes, by Paola Nutini,
Click on it and put some new shoes on and dance to it!

Sunday, July 19, 2009


I recently read a book called "Sundays at Tiffany's" by James Patterson. I was drawn to it because the main character has an imaginary friend. My littlest (5 yrs) has imaginary friends and as I read it I thought about her.

She has several "friendbeings" as they are not human. Here is what I know about these friends:

Mirren is her boyfriend, he works at a auto dealership and paints cars, like 5 a day. He is only 6 and a half.

He drives a green pick up. (Just like her older sister's boyfriend.)

He brings us soda's and hot dogs every day. (Things we rarely purchase for real.)

She can only call him on an old red cell phone that her older sister gave to her about a year and a half ago. One day she left it at Grandma's and we literally didn't hear about him for a whole week until she got her phone back.

His mom is named Sariah and she is pregnant with a girl. (She wants a baby sister for real.)

Her mom had a heart attack. (In real life her grandpa did, and past away.)

His dad is named Linden. ( Her older sister's favorite boys name is Landon.)

He has a little sister named Sophia. (She love Mama Mia)

His little brother's name is SirChristian. (not sure where she came up with that.)

Her best "friendbeing" is Kristen who is also 6 and a half. She has brown curly hair and blue eyes, a Hannah Montana back pack with small owls on it. (Her older sister loves owls.)

Kristen's mom is named Sophie. (She says "Sophia with out the phia".)
Her dad is named SirRyan, he works at the grocery store.

She has blue shoes with red stripes, she works at Moo Moo's and Applebees. (The restaurants she chooses to have daddy daughter dates with.)

She has a hamster named "blue eyes" a baby parrot named saraphina and they are nursing it to health. (We had kittens we had to nurse.)

Her other best "friendbeing" is Aleena, she was also Mirren's ex-girlfriend. (She has teenager sisters.)

She has a great imagination and great dialog with these "friendbeings". Her family life and those close to her are incorporated into their stories. This is a great way to find out what is on her mind, and we have conversations about misconceptions she may have.

I am going to miss it when she grows out of these "friendbeings".