Sunday, May 10, 2009



My Mom was born 15 Oct 1929 in Lapointe, Utah. She was the 3rd child & 2nd Daughter. Mom was a tomboy and even though her Mother made her learn girly things like quilting, embroidery, crochet and sewing, she would rather be climbing trees.
Each year Mom would receive a new doll for Christmas, but to be able to receive the doll she had to show that she had taken good care of the previous doll. Every year, right after Christmas sh would bury the new doll and dig it up in time for the next Christmas.

Mom lost her mother when she was 15 years old, leaving her and her older sister to help raise their baby sister age 19 months.

Mom served a mission to Minneapolis, MN and Winnipeg, Manitoba.

When she came home she was met Dad on blind date, and didn't really like him.

That changed and on 28 March 1957 they got married.

Mom loved her family She expected us to work hard. During summer vacations we would go to local orchards and pick fruit, whatever was ripe and bring it home. We spent much time in the summer canning fruit and vegetables. In the winter we would have peaches, apple sauce, rhubarb, strawberry jam, pickles of all kinds, catsup, and even better there were always pies made and put in the freezer for a special treat during the winter.
We were expected to help clean the house on Saturday Mornings before we could go play. My first chore was washing the dishes after school.
Mom knew what she wanted and had a way of getting it. One incident I remember was during the time she was the Primary President. Our Branch President was a convert who had never been to Primary and had no idea of how important it was. After a particularly frustrating time of not getting anyone she asked for as teachers, she called the Branch President out of Sacrament meeting and read him the riot act.

Over the years Mom taught us the importance of service, by helping make and deliver meals, babysitting, etc.

In 1988, Mom and Dad retired to Gilbert, AZ, where she was very happy. They were able to make 2 trips to Japan to visit Richard's family. She was always a bit sad that her grandchildren lived so far away
In 1998 Mom was diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease, she did really well for a few years, but then the disease started to take its toll. So in 2002 she moved to Tolleson, to be closer to her kids. She was blessed with 2 grandchildren, who lived locally during that time.

During my life, Mom taught me to work hard, she always cheered on my efforts to learn to sew, crochet, etc., she taught me to be a good Visiting Teacher, and to always give 100% to any calling I accepted. She was known to say, "If you don't think you can do a good job at a calling and you aren't going to give it everything you've got, its better to say no."

Mom passed away on 4 Nov 2004, after 2 months in various hospitals, and care centers. Even though her family misses her, we know she is happier now.

I found this poem on line and felt it was appropriate and accurate.

In tears we saw you sinking, And watched you pass away.
Our hearts were almost broken, We wanted you to stay.
But when we saw you sleeping, So peaceful, free from pain,
How could we wish you back with us, To suffer that again.
It broke our hearts to lose you, But you did not go alone,
For part of us went with you, The day God took you home.

If Roses grow in Heaven, Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my Mother's arms and tell her they're from me.
Tell her I love her and miss her, and when she turns to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy, I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart that will never go away.

Don't think of her as gone away Her journey's just begun
Life holds so many facets This earth is only one
Just think of her as resting From the sorrows and the tears
In a place of warmth and comfortWhere there are no days and years
Think how she must be wishing That we could know, today
Now nothing but our sadnessCan really pass away
And think of her as living In the hearts of those she touched
For nothing loved is ever lost And she is loved so very much.



ChefTom said...

Mom and dad were marries on Mar 28, my b-day is the 29th.

Nice tribute


Jenny said...

I cried--very touching.
I loved your mom, and can hardly imagine that she isn't here anymore. I drive past your old house in Northboro often, and always think of your family.