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Thursday, February 27, 2014

A letter to my daughter


The child who went the extra mile
(actually 300 round trip)
to bring Christmas to your sister
The "smart child".

You were the 1st in of your siblings to go to University.
(And a Junior at only 18!)
Not just leave home, but live in an apartment with strangers.
(That took a lot of guts!)
Your are a best friend beyond belief.
The first day you got your car you wanted to share, even with the dog.
Without you we would not have family photos
You took my love for yellow roses and made art.

Yes, you are the one that seems to be the glue in the word "family". You try harder, work longer, 
share your heart with all your strength.

And when the day is done, I know the Lord is say,
 "Well done, my good and faithful servant."
...and I say, "I am so thankful that God allowed me to be your mother."
Yes, I am proud of you, but not for all these reasons alone, I am proud that you want to share your life with me. Not because of who I am, because that is the way God made you. He has a purpose and a plan for your life and I know that is going to be an amazing purpose.

Love and Prayers, Mommie

Saturday, January 25, 2014


I can't believe my last post was in November as I was anticipating our Thanksgiving visit from my children. Following Thanksgiving I was thrown into a whirlwind of paper work to apply for my new job, which I started on December 9th. The topic for five minute Friday is VISIT.


"Two little girls knocking on my door, they have come for a 'whisit' with me. Elaine Irene is only three, and Cheryl Lynn is only three..." That was a poem my Great Grandma H. M. Bussey wrote in 1956. Three years before the first visit that I appeared in as my oldest sister is six years older than me.
My little girls are now almost 23, 21 and 19 1/2. Visits have gone from tea parties in the back yard with stuffed animals to Thanksgiving with new fellas to meet the family. We have occasional visit on Skype. That is a crazy thing to me as I always think of George Jetson getting yelled at by his boss in a futuristic sci-fi cartoon of the 1960s. Amazing how family changes and the visits change in timing and place.
I miss the little girls in my life, but love these wonderful young women they have become. A school bus
driver/mechanic, an Archaeology student and a Child Development Student, and lets not forget their little brother the 6 foot plus Fire ROP fella. What amazing possibilities for topics I never imagined in my childhood or their childhood....amazing possibilities for topics to visit.


For those who keep up on my blog here are few pictures to update you on the events of December 2013 and January 2014.

Wes and kids did the Turkey Trout Thanksgiving Day
Johanna and I made the shirts
Ian graduated to pinata man @ Aunt Merna's 
The entire family in one place 
Dec. 11, 2014 Ian's ROP ERS Badge Pinning
All ready for Ride along
(Ian spends 24 hour each weekend with Cal Fire)
Dec.24, 2014 - Tim got down on one knee
Abbie said, "Yes!"
last summer picture of the happy couple
(anticipating a June Wedding)
Junior can't wait for the living room to get back to normal
Christmas Morning 
Johanna went down to see Abbie since she didn't make it home
for Christmas
Back to a new normal...
Johanna back to school this last week...
Abbie staring school again this week...
Ian started back to school two weeks ago...
(Mary too)
and I am loving my new job with
Blue Shield of CA FEP.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013


One of my daughters posted this section from Wind in the Willows on her Facebook this week. 

The Wind in the Willows, chapter 5, when Mole catches a scent of something and starts feeling very emotional and not at all right and suddenly realizes why.

"Home! That was what they meant, those caressing appeals, those soft touches wafted through the air, those invisible little hands pulling and tugging, all one way! Why, it must be quite close by him at that moment, his old home that he had hurriedly forsaken and never sought again, that day when he first found the river! And now it was sending out its scouts and its messengers to capture him and bring him in. Since his escape on that bright morning he had hardly given it a thought, so absorbed had he been in his new life, in all its pleasures, its surprises, its fresh and captivating experiences. Now, with a rush of old memories, how clearly it stood up before him, in the darkness! Shabby indeed, and small and poorly furnished ... And the home had been happy with him, too, evidently, and was missing him, and wanted him back, and was telling him so, through his nose, sorrowfully, reproachfully, but with no bitterness or anger; only with plaintive reminder that it was there, and wanted him."
Sometimes I know how you feel old chap."

As a family we read to our children ever night into their teens from the Bible and a Classic book. By no means do I feel that we gave them a "Classical" education, but we gave them a love for books.
At Christmas we would revisit this chapter of "Wind in the Willows" from our Tasha Tutor illustrated edition.

My response to her post was, "The mice will be singing in just a week."
Her response, "Yes!"

As my children are all young adults (youngest will be 18 in Spring), I see our family has taken on a new dimension
"Home" is an interpretation of memories collected.
We live in four different locations now. and "Home" is also where they live.
Family is a broad subject, where as, it use to be in one location.
Meeting together as "the family" may now be only a twice a year occasion.
I look  at my cookie cutter collection and wonder to myself, "when will I make cookies with my grandchildren?"

I found this vintage turkey for my cookie cutter collection for 25 cents at a second hand store.
(compared to $4.95 on ebay.)

I am so thankful for my family and blessed by each location my children call home.

Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. Do not quench the Spirit. Do not despise prophecies, but test everything; hold fast what is good. Abstain from every form of evil.
1 Thessalonians 5:16-22 (ESV)

Friday, October 18, 2013

October Joy Dare ~ 1 8

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
His mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning
great is your faithfulness.
(Lamentations 3:22-23 ESV)

Time to write.
All the details about how to join are over here.
And the prompt this week? Could it really be anything else? — It’s Laundry.

Yep, His mercies are new every morning and so is the stack of laundry.
Today was the the one day a week that I wash my laundry 
and put in some fabric softener so that my hair doesn't fly all over.
My mother had the old way of doing things when I was young:
Monday wash 
Tuesday iron
I use my iron about every two months whether it needs it or not.
I haven't used an electric or gas dryer for most of the last 25 years, but I don't iron.
My clothes line is a wonderful place.
With my oldest now 22 years old, I remember many days...
....singing under the clothes line or just talking to GOD.
Now the three girls are off doing their own laundry at their new homes
 and often my son does his own laundry,
as well as, my husband washes his own too.
Do they you think they realized what a wonderful place the clothes line is too?

Johanna and Abbie's tie dye project (9/2011)

Airing out the Crazy Quilt I am restoring

Thursday, October 17, 2013

October Joy Dare ~ 1 7

"This is the day that the Lord has made;
    let us rejoice and be glad in it."
(Psalm 118:24 ESV)

Oct. 26, 1987 - 26 years today

26 Reason to be Thankful.

11)      Mary
22)      Abbie
33)      Johanna
44)      Ian
55)      Reading the Bible together with the  kids
66)      Reading children’s classic with the kids
77)      “Blue Eyed Walking Bunhams”
88)      The Giant California Oak  Tree
99)      Carnival Glass
110)   Crazy Quilt
111)   Shooting stars on the water tank at Natural Bridges NM, UT
112)   Snowflakes on my tongue in a Montana winter (1988)
113)   Grasshopper pie with a 20 degree chill factor
114)   Ponies, Horses, Dogs, Kittens, Bunnies and a Unicorn (goat)
115)   Thanksgiving at Aunt Merna’s house
116)   6 foot long icicles Uphome
117)   Cattails and Pussy willows
118)   Dutchman’s pipe vines and butterflies
119)    Red shafted flickers, Rufus towhee, Nuthatches and Mocking birds
220)   AS degree
221)   Bowman Community Church
222)   SCOE
223)   Sacramento State University
224)   Humboldt State University
225)   Anderson New Tech High School

226)   Jeremiah 29: 11 (a hope and a future) 

Monday, October 7, 2013

October Joy Dare ~ 7

Day ~7 Joy Dare

I am praising my creator that HE can fix whatever is broken.

"For nothing will be impossible with God.”
(Luke 1:37 ESV)

"I will restore to you the years
    that the swarming locust has eaten,
the hopper, the destroyer, and the cutter,
    my great army, which I sent among you."
(Joel 2:25 ESV)

by Shine Bright Baby

Are you desperate, for someone to hear your voice

You've been reaching, but you can't get through the noise
Don't give up now, there is hope for you

Are you searching, for a Savior for a friend
You've been hurting, you're about to reach your end
Don't give up now, there is hope for you

His love restores, His words are true
What this world breaks, His hands make new
So do not fear, not anymore,
He can heal what's broken and torn
His love restores, His love restores

Are you praying, for an answer for a cure
You've been waiting, for a miracle thats yours
God is with you, wherever you are
He is holding, onto your heart

His love restores, His words are true
What this world breaks, His hands make new
So do not fear, not anymore,
He can heal what's broken and torn
His love restores

Nothing, nothing, nothing is impossible
No one, no one, no one is unreachable
Nothing is impossible

His love restores, His words are true
What this world breaks, His hands make new
So do not fear, not anymore,
He can heal what's broken and torn

His love restores, His words are true
What this world breaks, His hands make new
So do not fear, not anymore,
He can heal what's broken and torn
He can heal what's broken and torn
His love restores, His love restores

Friday, October 4, 2013

October Joy Dare ~ 4

Today I rejoice in the name of my Savior Jesus.

The prompt is WRITE:
I want to write everyday to clear the cobwebs from my mind.
I write a note to a friend,
a pray request or
I write a pray to my kids.
Writing is what make me feel like I am alive.
If  I didn't write I would be holding it all in my head.
My head that is full of songs and worries.
What a troubling combination.
So, I pray the Lord will take my worries, my burdens and give me a new song.
My heart cries for a song of joy and release from the worries of this world.
After I have written the pray in an email or a text to a friend I push, "SEND" 
and there is release.
I wish that when I say a prayer I could push "SEND" and have instance release.
So, today I write the thought of my heart to share with my sisters at "FIVE MINUTE FRIDAY" 
hoping that one of them will be blessed that they are not alone.
Thank you Jesus for the gift of the WRITTEN WORD, the Bible.
Thank you for a written language,
so that I may write.

"But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you.Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid." (John 14:26-27, ESV)

Just Say Jesus

Life gets tough, and times get hard 
It's hard to find the truth in all the lies 

If you're tired of wondering why 
Your heart isn't healing 
And nothing feels like home 
Cause you're lost and alone just screaming at the sky 

When you don't know what to say 
Just say Jesus 
There is power in the name 
The name of Jesus 
If the words won't come 
Cause you're to afraid to pray 
Just say Jesus 

Whisper it now, or shout it out 
However it comes out, He hears your cry 
Out of nowhere He will come, you got to believe it 
He will rescue you 
Just call out to the Way, The Truth, The Light 

When you don't know what to say 
Just say Jesus 
There is power in the name 
The name of Jesus 
If the words won't come 
Cause you're to afraid to pray 
There is just one name 
Strong enough to save 
There is just one name 
There is just one name 

When you don't know what to say 
Just say Jesus 
There's still power in the name 
The name of Jesus 
If the words wont come 
Cause you're to afraid to pray 
If the words wont come 
And you don't know what to say 
Just say Jesus

The patchwork of life