Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Christmas Faces...
Here's just something to post because its been a little slow on here what with the holidays and all :)
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Yay Something New to Post!!!
Friday, December 26, 2008
Merry Christmas!
Sorry I have been away for so long! We are just partying it up here in California! Well, mostly. There has been some work, but mostly fun! We had a great Christmas today with the our whole family together for the first time in five years! For more about our Christmas go to....
Blair Family Blog
Hope your Christmases were great! Send pictures so we can post them!
Heidi's Line...
Teresa's Line....
Monday, December 22, 2008
Mindy's Line...
Question of the Week....
Amy's Catch Up...
Monday, December 15, 2008
Happy Anniversary
Jeny's Honeymoon...
Heidi's Honeymoon...
Teresa's Honeymoon
Nickell's Honeymoon!
Mindy's Honeymoon.
Question of the Week...
Here's a short one for this week:
Did you have a honeymoon? Where did you go?
Mindy's Catch Up...
Everyone else told how the world has changed. I agree that even kids don't have as much time as we did when we were kids. It seems like they get home from school and I'm on them right away to get homework done, practice piano, then we eat dinner and it's bedtime already. Technology has come a LONG way. Remember Kristi and Lloyd's first mobile phone? Big, clunky thing compared to what everyone has now, and they were considered rich for even having a car phone!
Monday, December 8, 2008
Baby Leah
How the World has Changed for Heidi
Jeny Playing Catch Up
The oldest relatives I remember are either Grandma Margie or Grandpa Black. I don't know which was older, they both were just super old.
I remember visiting Grandpa Black, but the memories are a bit fuzzy (since I was so young, not because I'm getting old!). He seemed really skinny, and was very kind. I remember playing hide and seek in his house. I think Lori and Kristi suggested this game so I would go hide and they wouldn't have to play with me anymore. I hid in a trunk at the end of a bed, and once inside I couldn't get out. I do remember feeling a lot of panic. I banged on the top, and I'm sure I was crying. It seemed like forever before someone came to rescue me, and that someone was grandpa Black. He was the only one that cared that I was stuck, because he loved me.
I went on a trip to Montana with Grandpa Breckenridge when I was a young teen to visit Grandma Margie. Supposedly I look a lot like her, but when I saw her I did not want to look like her. She was old and in the hospital with tubes everywhere. She had all these super old and crazy family people around her, and one of them kept telling Grandpa that I needed to leave because I would get Grandma sick. I think that was Aunt Ida. I wasn't sick, Ida was just a bit . . . eccentric. Grandma Margie didn't really say much, and died very soon after we got home from that trip.
I don't know what to say about how things have changed since I was a kid because everything has. We used to walk to school with our legs. The only time we got a ride was when Mom heard a siren and thought we were dead on the side of the road. We walked home from school and went to Primary on Wednesday after school. Sacrament Meeting was in the evening on Sundays, a few hours after Sunday School. We didn't have computers or video games - we actually played outside a lot. We even played outside when it was raining sometimes. I loved that! We used to sleep outside sometimes, and I don't know if parents now would even consider that. Too many weirdos. We had about 5 channels on the TV, and 2 of them were public television, so we didn't ever watch them. We changed the channels on the TV by getting up, going to the TV and turning the knob. The first time we had a remote, it came with a very long wire attached to the VCR. I remember for about the first 2 years of school I always wore a dress, and so did everyone else. We got chicken pox, Kristi got measles and I got the mumps, and we survived. Mom didn't work outside of the home, and neither did most other moms. That was very comforting to me. Swear words included "butt", "shut-up", and "stupid". I didn't really know there were other bad words until I hit junior high. We very rarely ate out. In fact, I remember visiting McDonalds as a family and being a little embarrassed because Dad made a bit of a fuss about how much it cost, but it was a real adventure!
How the World has Changed for Teresa
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Question of the Week...
Nobody responded to last week's prompt. Let's see if you like this one more.
How is the world different from what it was like when you were young?
Saturday, December 6, 2008
New Header.
Friday, December 5, 2008
So Weird
Sisters
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Leah is Here!!!
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Happy Belated...
Question of the Week
Thanks to Heidi and Tere for last week's question of the week. I somehow hurt my back last Sunday and have been down in bed ever since. My family did Thanksgiving dinner, pies and all! It was great, but all I could take just to sit at the table to eat it with them. Thank goodness for good drugs. Anyway, I probably still shouldn't be sitting at the computer to write this, so here's the question for this week:
Who is the oldest person in your family you remember knowing when you were a child? What do you remember about that person?
From Lori
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Happy Birthday
Friday, November 28, 2008
Happy Thanksgiving
Happy Anniversary
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Lori Feels Closest To....
Kristi - she and I were nearly inseparable (much to my chagrin many times) growing up. One thing I knew though, if anything needed fixing, talking about or hiding, she was there by my side. She defended me when the bullies in West Jordan wouldn't leave me alone, karate chopped my back when I needed to wake up for something, and let me know which boys secretly had crushes on me (this was highly important information). She was the fun, popular one who knew how to act around people not in our family - thus I never had to really learn that particular skill. I loved and needed her all through my growing up years! Now I need her for her quirky sense of humor!!
Jeny - was the special child. In Mom and Dad's eyes she could do no wrong so she became our "blame" dummy. She took it with grace and could turn on the tears so well that even when the blame stuck, she rarely got into trouble. She had a very strong sense of right and wrong and did not tolerate some of the antics Kris and I tried to get into. We were often "sold out" by this sibling simply because she couldn't tolerate even the slightest infraction. She was the "good girl" I always wanted to be but could never quite get there. I was not a happy camper when she got older and started being able to sing better than I did - but she did it none the less!
Amy - I hated her with a passion (and I think she, me). When Mom and Dad brought her home, they kept saying she was the most beautiful -- alas, I lost my position and I was not happy! She followed me everywhere always asking questions and looking at my "stuff". She burped and farted when people were around and was constantly chewing on some candy or another (usually close to my face) which I hated. My gosh! I've turned into my sister when she was little!!! Then she grew up [or maybe I did]. Amy came to live with us a couple of times and we grew very close as we each struggled with our adult lives and counseled together about the meaning of it all. I finally saw this sister as the lovely spirit she truly is but sometimes hides from others.
David - if you could have seen Dad the night he floated into the Davis' upstairs bedroom waking us up singing "it's a BOY"! All of us cuddled and coddled him until he became an annoying little nuisance. He took a lot from Dad being "molded" into a boy and I used to go into my room and cover my head with my pillow and cry and cry while he was undergoing that "molding". I wanted to stop it and didn't know how. I felt so proud of him the day we took him through the temple before his mission. David was just 'this kid' until he came back from his mission. I was gone from home, but all of a sudden I was hearing about this Spanish speaking, guitar playing ladies man at Rick's and I couldn't believe it was my brother! He has turned into quite the accomplished professional and family man!!
Mindy - she was "my baby". I was still the age where I wasn't "burdened" with the babies in the home. I wanted to do everything for her. I changed diapers (for those of you that haven't done the cloth diaper thing, this is no mean task!!!), held and rocked her, sang to her, took her out for walks in the stroller, etc. Even as a small girl she was quiet and we all felt she was fragile so we protected her as much as we could. She was my model when I went through my photography phase and when she got older she would sit on the toilet and watch me curl my hair and put make-up on. That usually ended with me curling her hair and putting make-up on her. She loved it...Dad did not! Well, all grown up now she doesn't need hair curling or make-up as she's grown into such a beautiful natural woman who is anything but fragile. She has proven over and over that she is strong, talented, untiring and fully capable of protecting herself! (Something, I'm sure, Jason is quite grateful for as I believe more than one of us threatened him when he married her!)
Heidi - was the clingy twin. She was never more than a foot away from me when I was home. This is where We-lo originated, because Heidi would call me from her crib over and over until I came to get her out (truthfully, Holly was already half-way out already or had climbed into Heidi's crib). Say "Lo-wee" over and over again. It eventually comes out We-lo. Heidi would sit still for hours while I curled her hair and took pictures. I was not yet at the point of resenting my younger siblings and all the responsibility it meant having them around, but I was getting there and the girls made it easier because they were so likable. Holly would do something crazy then Heidi would sit quietly and bat her eyes and get them out of all sorts of trouble. When the girls came to stay with us, Heidi was always helping out in the kitchen. My lack of a testimony frustrated her beyond speech and I could tell it hurt her deeply that I couldn't believe anymore the way she does. I'm sorry for that. She has turned into exactly what she always wanted to be: a very talented, thrifty homemaker, an involved mother, and the beautiful wife of a professional man.
Holly - was a lot like Kristi. Taking risks and enjoying the adrenaline rush of it. She was the twin who loved her twin-ness but celebrated her individuality. She came up with some wild schemes and I'm sure got Heidi into more trouble than she deserved (yeah?). Once We-lo was born, Holly made it a common annoyance and laughed when it made me mad. She used to think it was hilarious to wait until I was almost finished with her hair and then flip her head which would make the braid come undone. Then she'd just giggle as I yelled at her. I've loved engaging in medical lingo with her after her unbelievable foray into Emergency Medical services. And then being able to speak Spanish with her after her mission. We got to go visit her once while she was on her mission too. Now she's found Matt and life has made a 180! She's the happy homemaker and mother of almost two!
Matthew - I was SO angry when Matt was born. I couldn't believe I was going to have yet ANOTHER sibling to take care of. To top it off, he was funny looking - my how that's changed! He was another tag-along who seemed to go everywhere I went. There's nothing like your 2-year-old brother showing up buck naked to your 16th birthday party (my first "date"). Or your 4-year-old brother yelling at the top of his lungs, "Why are you kissing my sister?" Matt has always been tender-hearted and has the uncanny ability to see situations from several vantage points. His long armed hug has a way of calming the savage beast in me and I love him so much for that!
There...hopefully, I've made you laugh and made you cry and made you remember something you didn't remember or didn't even know about, also hopefully nobody's feelings get hurt as is my usual penchant. I love you all (each in your own way) and I'm so glad to be the first of so many incredible Lauritzen kids.
Lori
Oops!
-Tricia
About Teresa
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Teresa's Question of the Week....
-Heidi
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Kristi Feels Closest To....
Here is my SHORT (for fear of hurting someone’s feelings as I tend to do so naturally) entry about my siblings.
I suppose I have taken so long to write because I have gone through different periods of “closeness” with each of my siblings so I don’t know how to say which one I feel closest to.
Lori was definitely closest growing up. We spent hours singing Barbara Streisand, the Bee Gee’s I think there had to be some Karen Carpenter in there somewhere and talking late, late, late into the wee hours of the morning (until dad stomped on the floor indicating that we were not as sneaky as we thought we were). Don’t worry. I use the same technique on my own chatter bugs! Then she had to go and go to college (the nerve!). I actually didn’t even get my driver license until I was 18 since there was really no need. Everywhere I needed to go Lori went too. I always had a ride so there was no reason for me to get into a car with dad teaching me to drive a stick shift until after she left.
Jeny and I got to be close later, when we both lived in Provo together. We went every morning on a 10 mile bike ride just because that’s how awesome we are. After several weeks of this we decided we were incredibly fit and it was time to show off our “skills” Let’s take our husbands on Saturday and ride our bikes to Bridal Veil Falls. For those of you who have no idea what that means, it is a lengthy uphill ride. So begins the ride where we show off….let me just say…not so much. The guys who never exercise and haven’t been on a bike in 2 years ended up pulling us part of the way up. Not fair! We got up EARLY almost every day to ride these bikes. They must have had better bikes, yeah that’s it, the bike. I have not lived by any of my family in nearly 24 years of being married so the time we spent in Utah near Jeny and Heidi will always be some of the best years. Of course some of the best memories we all have of Jeny have to involve Rummoli!
I got close to Amy when she came to live with us in Heyburn one year. Of course I have memories of her going out with some weird guy, can’t really remember his name but I’m sure he wasn’t the best choice of boyfriends. I’m pretty sure she had really different hair back then, kind of greased all over to one side. Heyburn will never be the same!
David also came to stay with us one summer. And I also remember the barbed wire fence, and the wedding cake with his foot print in it. But, Dave do you remember the game we played…one of us names a product and the other has to think of the jingle that goes along with it? We got stuck for sooo long on Juicy Fruit gum. That was before the days of the internet and now that I think about it, I don’t even think we owned a computer! Also David and I went night fishing once or twice. Once it involved Jeny and an unplanned stop on the way there. David went fishing with us to Island Park. That was an amazing fishing trip! I think David is the sibling whose personality is most like mine.
Mindy never lived with me but I will always feel close to Mindy because she lived close (Idaho while we lived in Layton and Provo) and she came to visit often. I remember her playing with Nickell and Kelsey at the park and thinking she was so tall! I feel like Mindy was always the protected one. She has such a kind heart and she can do pretty much anything so we older sisters always said that the boy she chooses to marry better be prepared for the scrutiny of the Lauritzen family because we are not going to let her go easily. Once at Nickell’s house I asked for Mindy to help me with a sewing problem [ps she was visiting Utah from Idaho] and she said “oh sure let me just go get my sewing machine out of the car” What? You keep your sewing machine in the car? Who does that? Mindy because she can do anything!
Heidi was very young when I got married but I still have a book she made for me after we moved to Heyburn. Thinking back on the relationship we had I want to say I didn’t know my younger siblings very well and that may be true. But I remember so well getting that book from her. It made me cry when it came because I missed her so much. She drew pictures of us having picnics under the trees that used to be behind the Rusty Hinge house. Heidi, Holly, Matt and I used to go in the back and pretend we were fishing in the little puddles of water that were back there sometimes. She said she missed doing that. I missed it too. Then we grew up and lived in the same ward for a little while then very near each other in Provo. I loved being close to Ashley when she was a baby and toddler. Heidi and I used to go on walks and when we finished she would always say “that feels great, doesn’t it make you feel great?” and it never did feel great to me. It always made me feel worse but I know it’s good for me so I kept doing it. Ugh And I remember when we learned to make this really yummy strawberry drink from someone in her ward with just strawberries and cream.
Holly and I are naturally close because we like to look at reconstructive surgery books together. You know the kind, where there are severed hands and fingers and they show the tendons being reattached and stuff. It’s sick and wrong but I like it and so does she so we get along. And if there is something that is really disgusting but I think it’s cool and there is not another person in the world who thinks it’s cool, Holly will. We also like to fix things that normal girls don’t like to fix. Basically, we are the tomboy twins. You have to have someone to be a tomboy with and Holly is my someone. We played tennis until she got better than I was now she plays with Jordan. Then Jordan sort of stole her from me. Because, you see, he can smoke through the Lord of the Rings Trivial Pursuit game and I…..don’t play it EVER. So game over. Jordan wins. But I’m just going to say this because nobody else has and I’m sort of shocked Holly…French silk pie. Yeah that’s a large part of what we have in common too. We like to eat chocolate.
Matt, my Ethiopian brother. Perhaps my closeness for Matt developed while we were cleaning the powdered milk out of his hair [remember when they made it ‘snow’? Of course you do how could you forget?] or another of the many messes the triplets made. Yes I said triplets because that’s what it felt like sometimes. Matt was tall and Heidi and Holly were short so they looked like they were the same age. I’m pretty sure they got each other into trouble like triplets. How could you ever get mad at those eyes though? I also remember that he used to cry so hard that he would pass out. Mom was crazy with panic, blowing on his face, yelling at him to breathe and dad would calmly say just let him pass out, he will stop crying when he passes out and then he will take a breath. I remember Matt always being the most willing to show outward love. He still is the hugging-est one out of all of us. I have often wondered where that came from! I have videos of Matt visiting when my kids were little and he was very young and I love it because that is the age I remember him the most.
That’s it, and I know dad thinks we don’t have a good relationship because we don’t live near each other and we don’t get together too often. But I think we all have a unique relationship because I bet that if we pick up the phone we could start talking about something or nothing at all and go on for 3 hours as if we lived in the next town and got together once a week or more. We just pick up right where we left off. I’m not saying it’s ok not to get together, we really need to have a reunion, but I think we are all very close in our own way. I know I have a deep and abiding love for my family and especially all my siblings. I am grateful for the examples and the expectations that have been and are being set. I am especially grateful for loving parents who raised us in a home where our family was important and making memories was a priority. I am grateful for having been raised in a home where testimony was nourished young and often. It may not be the typical family with the typical relationships. But it’s our family and I love it!
Dad's Siblings
Be Happy
--Lori
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Wednesday, November 19, 2008
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Dave's Siblings-From Tricia
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Nickell-Catching Up!
As for my siblings. I actually don't feel super close to any of them. Everyone was still little when I moved out. But I would say that I am equally close to all of them.
Oops!
-Amy
Heidi Feels Closest to....
Amy's Brothers and Sisters
Mom's Grandparents
My Sibs-A book by J. Grierson
This one could be a bit harder than last week – just because there are so dang many of us!
Lori – mostly I remember Lori being a bit . . . OK a LOT bossy and dramatic. She liked to sing (as discussed in former posts) and always had the radio on. She could get the rest of us panicked like nobody I’ve ever known (i.e., the gas pipe gymnastics). She also made Christmas morning very fun by thinking of clever ways to wake up Mom and Dad (the heater vents – great idea!) When we switched bedrooms around (can you hear Mom’s groan?) I usually went with Lori, and Amy with Kristi, but the switch never lasted long. Lori was the beautiful older sister that I wanted to be like, but knew I never could. She had the best looking boyfriends, although I didn’t like them very often. Especially Ned – grrrrr. I remember Lori trying out for every play, and I remember feeling anger when she didn’t get the parts she wanted. When she was in “Star Child” I remember thinking afterward that I didn’t even think of her as Lori, she was (Insert name here, I cant remember the character’s name). She was GOOD!
Kristi – I remember her sleeping all the time. She was the most tired and skinny person I knew. Kristi was always my idol because she could do anything and she was cool. When she tried to kick water at someone at the junior high and flipped her kneecap out, I remember feeling absolute panic. I ran around to get help, and it seemed I just kept running in circles. The paramedics made me stay away from her, which I resented them for, and they wouldn’t let me ride in the ambulance with her. Sad. I also relate certain songs to Kristi more than I do to any other sibling. She just had a certain way of singing them that burned them into my head forever. Choir trips were also very fun with Kristi, and she had a certain unspeakable nickname in choir which got transferred to me once she graduated. Although the name wasn’t very nice, I was proud to have it because it had belonged to her.
Amy – Throughout our lives, I would have to say Amy and I have been closest. Mom thinks we hated each other, but it was just our special way of showing our love for each other. We played Barbie’s, Fisher Price Castle, Batman, Smell ( a little weird and I’m not going to tell you about it), beat the bird, and just had fun together. We also would go out for walks late at night in our pajamas. We thought that was fun. Of course, most days she had to go “tell on” me for something that I didn’t do, but I got her in trouble plenty, too. She would usually eat the nastys at dinner that I didn’t like, and I would eat hers, if she was being nice to me at that point in time. As teens, we had way different tastes (Ro was just yucky) but we still were friends, and we both agreed that the guy on the back of our bedroom door was super hot – right Amy? I think we still have a pretty special bond. I love to hear from her – she’s usually the one that calls and I’m sure glad she does!
David – Dave was a pest, always, unless he was letting us put make-up and dresses on him. I honestly don’t remember much about David, except trying to get him in trouble. I was pretty mean. I would hit him over and over until he hit me back, so I could go tell Dad that he hit me, and Dad would get mad at him for hitting a girl. I have a good memory of Dave, though. Once Christmas I couldn’t think of what to get him, so I decided to get up way early and do his paper route for him. I hated folding the papers, and it was super dark and cold, but I was so excited to do it for him that I didn’t even really feel the cold. Dad drove me around – so really he did the hard part because I had no idea which houses to go to. When I got home, we put a big sign on the door that said I had done it for him, and I felt great! I think that was the best Christmas gift I have ever given. It still makes me smile. Dave now makes the best breakfast I have ever had and I think he’s a pretty nice guy.
Mindy – Mindy was always the nice, fragile one. I don’t know why I remember her as fragile, but that’s what my memory says. I remember telling her that Grandma Breckenridge had died, and she broke down and just started sobbing. Do you remember that, Mindy? We were downstairs near the food storage area. I felt so bad for telling you! As I was getting ready to leave home, and everything about home was driving me crazy, Mindy was in her awkward years. It seemed to me that she was always whining and needed to know everything about everyone. I’m sure it was more me than her, but that’s what I thought. When she came out to visit me at BYU, I was determined to have fun with her, and discovered that she was really great to be around. We had a really good time! Now I hate that Mindy is so far away. I didn’t go up to Pocatello as often as I would have liked, but it was sure fun when I did. I love her family a LOT! Great kids, great husband, and she can do anything!
Heidi – it’s a bit hard to write about Heidi when I lived at home without writing about Holly. They were always together and always the same. I babysat them constantly, but it wasn’t usually so bad. I had a great time dressing them up in whatever, doing their hair (that was the best!!), playing in the sandbox. Heidi was usually the male figure when we would dress them up. I was a selfish teenager then, and didn’t pay a whole lot of attention to what the younger kids were doing. Now I’m just amazed at what Heidi can do. She teaches piano lessons ( I didn’t even know she could play) and likes to do electrical work. And she makes the cutest babies ever! (sorry, Kristi, yours were not as cute).
Holly – See above. Holly promised me she would never cut her hair. I was really sad when she did. She also was the hobbler at my wedding – I do remember that, and grandma’s remarks about that. Weird what we remember, eh? I remember Spencer asking her to marry him, and every once in a while now he still says he’s going to marry her. My children absolutely adore Holly! She comes up with the most fun/interesting things for us to do. We have gone to the Llama festival, gingerbread house festival, and mining for Topaz just to name a few. She’s just a lot of fun and can have fun doing almost anything. That’s what I want to be like when I grow up. Katie Grierson is sitting behind me right now and said that Shannon is about as cute as a kid can be. I love having her nearby even though I don’t get up that way very often. Its still comforting to know that she’s there when I need her, and we still do a lot of fun things together!
Matthew – Ah, Matt. He was my special one. As a baby I thought he was the cutest thing on earth, and he could do no wrong. I have about a billion pictures of him from birth to about 3 or 4 years old. I remember babysitting him (one of the many times) and he just disappeared. I ran all around the neighborhood looking for him, in a panic, and Sister Borba came out to help me. I ran around the backyard at least twice, then she walked out there and found him in the garden munching on a tomato. He had been hiding from me. Stinker! But the best memory of Matt ever was babysitting (again) and the swordfight. Ask him about it. We still laugh at it! That swordfight kinda sums up how I feel about Matt. I just can’t get mad at him. He’s too great!
I guess I really got lucky having the best brothers and sisters ever! I Love you all!
Teresa Feels Closest To....
Monday, November 17, 2008
Mindy Feels Closest To....
I felt close to different siblings at different times. Probably first in my memory would come the twins because we were closest in age and played together. Dress ups, dancing with Puffy and Matt, Barbies, of course. We also shared the big waterbed and used to play parachute in it when we were supposed to be sleeping. Next would be Jeny right before she went to BYU. We shared a room, right? I got to visit her for a week at BYU. That was a fun time. That was the first time I got to wear makeup, and I was so tall that most of the students thought I was also a student. I think I was 11. Next was Amy. We also shared a room, but not for very long. We switched rooms around a lot, didn't we? She worked at the Margarita, and she let me drive her little Festiva when I was learning how to drive. I almost wrecked it at least once. Amy got my ears pierced for my 18th birthday, the day before my 18th birthday. Mom and Dad were very disappointed in me for that. Before I left for Ricks, Matt and I got really close. We'd take each other to lunch at the mall quite often (either Greek Gyros or Chic Fil A -- YUM), talked a lot and hung out a lot. When I was at Ricks I got to go to Utah several times and visit Kristi and her family. That was always a good break. It is so much fun to be with her and her family. We laugh the whole time. My memories of Lori at home are kind of embarrasing. She used to have me put Noxema on her back. She worked at McDonalds. That's not embarrasing, but just something I remember. Her lovely brown and orange uniform. One time I walked in on her and Kristi changing clothes in their room. I turned bright red and walked right back out. They thought it was funny. Memories with David are of playing (losing at) Risk and shooting down army guys on the hearth with rubber bands. Good times!
Question of the Week...
From Tricia
If the Savior stood beside me, would I do the things I do?
Would I think of His commandments and try harder to be true?
Would I follow His example? Would I live more righteously,
If I could see the Savior standing nigh, watching over me?
If the Savior stood beside me, would I say the things I say?
Would my words be true and kind if He were never far away?
Would I try to share the gospel? Would I speak more reverently
If I could see the Savior standing nigh, watching over me?
If the Savior stood beside me, would my thoughts be clean and pure?
Would His presence give me strength and hope, and courage to endure?
Would His counsel guide my actions? Would I choose more worthily
If I could see the Savior standing nigh, watching over me?
He is always near me, though I do not see Him there
And because He loves me dearly, I am in His watchful care
So I'll be the kind of person that I know I'd like to be
If I could see the Savior standing nigh, watching over me.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Holly's Grandparents
As for the Lauritzens, I have about as many memories of Grandpa that I do of Grandma Breckenridge. Of course I remember the blue overalls, the irrigating, and the card shuffler. I also remember him swinging me between his legs. I loved that. And who can forget the bottled rootbeer in the basement? Grandma Lauritzen was the "crabby" grandma who was always on my case about putting on some makeup and not whining about things. I sprained my ankle pretty badly once riding bikes with Laura and Grandma was sure there was nothing wrong with me. Despite that, though, she was as generous as anyone could be and everyone loved her. When I moved to Utah I loved visiting her just to get out of a noisy apartment and to enjoy the quiet of her house (except for Matlock on the TV, of course). By the end she was so blind that when she invited me over for dinner I had to cook it because she couldn't see the oven knobs. The cheese in the refrigerator was always moldy, too, and she never noticed. This picture is of the clock that Mom made. It hung in that house so long that when we took it down there was a square behind it on the wood that had not been sunbleached. The stuffed animals on top were a favorite of ours as kids. I could go on and on, but I think this post is long enough. It really is fun to remember them like this! Oh, remember the handheld electronic baseball game? I loved that thing!