Mom

Mother's Loving Hands

Hands that have
 played as a child,
 and as she grew, these hands worked in the garden in the morning,
 baked and cooked in the afternoon to feed her family, and many times, friends, at night.
These hands
 worked full time,
 unselfishly volunteered her time,
 bathed her children on Saturday nights, helping them with their Sunday School lessons,
 nursing her children when they were sick, loving her husband unconditionally.
These hands held
 her husband’s hand for 72 yrs.,
 her children’s hands for over 71 yrs.,
 her grandchildren’s hands for over 45 yrs. And her great-children’s hands for over 20 yrs.
These are the softest, kindest hands I first held.
Your loving hands have touched many lives.

In honor of JoAnne

She was a good person, with a warm heart full of love that reached out to so many people. She was humble, she was strong, and she was intelligent. She was unselfish, sharing her time and her talents. She was a sister to 2 siblings, a loving wife, a sweet mother of 4, the kindest Nana to 7 than you could ever imagine. She was the best Aunt you could ever wish for and a friend?? Yes, the best friend ever....one you could count on, the one you could share your worst fears with and know you would feel her compassion and hear her wisdom. She loved with all her heart. She will be missed by all who ever knew her. We will miss you Jo, until we meet "Somewhere Over the Rainbow".

"In Christ alone my hope is found. He is my light, my strength, my song".
"Live simply, so others may live".
Remember the "Golden Rule".
"It's nice to be important , but it's more important to be nice".
"On Christ the Solid Rock I stand, all other ground is sinking sand"

"These are a few of my favorite things"

When I was in 5th grade I was chosen by my teacher to sing with 3 other girls for a Christmas pageant. The song was "Favorite Things".
We practiced so much I began to dislike the song and seriously was not very fond of it up until about 3 Yrs ago when I heard Sissel, a Norwegian female vocalist, sing it and it was beautiful. Now I smile when I hear the song. Remembering the torture of practicing the song, performing it in front of so many people.....you have to understand, I was horribly shy when I was little and now I smile from the wonderfully, warm memories of my childhood and my 5th grade teacher, Miss Croston. What a sweet lady and wonderful teacher she was!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to you! May 2011 be good to you.