Remember when…
Hailey was a miracle. We
didn’t know just how much of a miracle until years later when we tried to get
pregnant again, and the doctors told us that our first child was a miracle, and
that we needed help in order to get pregnant again; however, that wasn’t the
only reason she was a miracle. Just prior to Hailey’s conception Grandma Cora
got sick. The doctors said she was going to be just fine, but I felt that we
still needed to visit her. She was my shining star. I loved her with all of my
heart. I looked to her for so many things—Grandma Cora had to also approve of
you for us to get married (I am so grateful she did)! When we drove to Idaho Falls
everything seemed fine. Grandma was lively, and definitely on the mend. My
heart felt at peace, and I was able to leave knowing Grandma was in good hands.
The following week Grandma died. I was devastated. The only light I found at the
end of a dark tunnel was the fact that I had just found out that I was pregnant
with our first child. I felt that it was God’s gift to me to see me through my
heartache. I vowed right then and there that our child would be named after
Grandma. I had no doubt that it would be a girl, and I knew she would share my
middle name, and Grandma’s first name “Dorothy”. What a miracle, and a blessing
in our lives!
In 2001, We moved from Logan, Utah to Austin, Texas...
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Remember when...
I was making lasagna and I spilled the container
of sugar… I was in such a hurry that I didn’t take the time to clean up my
mess. I became even more distracted when in the midst of my cooking, I received
a phone call. When I finally got off the phone, I found Hailey sitting in the
sugar shoveling handfuls of it into her mouth.
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Remember when…
We lived in Texas, and going to the temple took
a lot of foresight and planning. The temple was two hours away. In addition, we
had a daughter who needed our constant care. Yet, despite being extremely poor—somehow
we managed to go the temple every month. We started going with the Howell’s,
and we switched. The Howell’s would attend one session, and we would watch
Lydia; we would then attend the following session, and they would watch Hailey.
In order to be sure that we attended the temple each month, we would plan our
trip weeks in advance. I’m not sure how we afforded the drive; however, the
Lord provided a way. This simple act created within my heart an undying
testimony of the importance of attending the temple—even when it seems
impossible. And like all blessing from the Lord—I was blessed more by attending
the temple, then I felt I put into it.
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Remember when…
We went to the Gulf of Mexico with Rachel and
Derek Howell, and Annette and Roy Fuller. The wind blew like crazy. At times I
thought our tent would tip over from the sheer force of wind. The next day we
spent hours playing on the beach…even through the wind. I loved going someplace
new. I loved being there with you, and experiencing God’s handiwork—even if it
meant suffering through the “wind”.
In 2002, we moved from Texas to Seattle...
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Remember when…
We loved the beach on the Puget Sound. We would
hike to this spot quite frequently. We loved the beautiful hike in reaching
this spot of beach! I remember feeling like this was one place I would truly miss
when we left Seattle.
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Remember when…
I walked up a huge hill, several miles from our
home, all the while praying to deliver Amber, and succeeded in starting my
labor? Remember how my body went into shock from the epidural, and how my blood
pressure plummeted? Remember how the doctor yelled at you to keep me awake, and
how I simply couldn’t keep my eyes open? And then, remember our relief when the
counter medicine kicked in, and I was in the clear? I was so grateful for the
priesthood and the power of priesthood blessings. I was grateful that our doctor
was a member, and that he could assist you in offering me a blessing. This picture was taken just a few days before she was
blessed. Do you remember how we went to the tulip festival? I loved the
flowers. There were miles and miles of tulips. I have never seen such a sight—then
or now.
In 2004, we moved from Seattle to Boise, Idaho...
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Remember when…
I absolutely loved our time in Hawaii. I loved
the turtles. I loved swimming. I loved snorkeling and playing on the beach. I
loved eating strawberries, watching luaus, and flying over the volcanoes. I
loved walking along the beach holding your hand. I loved watching our girls
experience the beauty of God’s creations. I loved exploring the Polynesian
Cultural Center, the LDS Temple, and Pearl Harbor. I loved scuba diving with
you (although you made me so scared when you would choose to “push” your limits
just a bit). WE had so many experiences in Hawaii that simply leave me wanting
to return.
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Remember
when...
We would spend all of our
free time with the Carroll family. Remember when we went to Lake Owyhee. I
could barely get up on the board, and I found that I was completely exhausted
at every attempt (do you remember how I was pregnant…I just didn’t know). We
have made amazing friends in Boise. I am so grateful for the gift of
friendship.
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Remember when…
Granma Schuldt was a regular at family
conference. How she would dote over our children, and sew rags for each of the
moms. Remember how she would offer her opinion on everything and anything, and
how we now miss hearing it?
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Remember when...
Jake was due to arrive on the 25th of
February, but when February 25 had come and gone—I was beside myself with expectations
shattered. On the 28th we were induced, and Jake was born just 4 ½ hours
after we began—our easiest labor ever! We thought that, even with induction,
our labor would be somewhere in the double digits. We were so sure that it
would take us “forever” to deliver Jake that we made a bet with our doctor that
it would take longer than 4 hours (she thought we would deliver in less than 4
hours). She bought us a sprite after we delivered—we only won by a mere 30
minutes. IT was AWESOME! Remember how Jake slept through the night at 3 days
old!
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Remember when...
We went to Disneyland with the girlies, and how
we spent every day playing from sun up to sun down? Remember how there was no
whining or complaining? Remember how our trip was simply blissful, and we wish
we could go back? My favorite memory from Disneyland was when the girls were
picked to be Jedi pad wans, or maybe it was when we went on the Tower of
Terror, or maybe California Screamin’, or maybe when Chip picked up Amber and wiped
her tears away after she took a spill… No, no…I think my favorite part was Big
Thunder Mountain Railroad, or Space Mountain, or Princess Fantasy Land… NO…my
favorite memory was my obsession over MR. POTATOE HEAD!
I also loved going to Sea World, and watching
you and Amber in the Dolphin Show. I loved how Amber wiped her hands on her
dress after the trainer told her to do just that. I loved that I was sad that
you were “presented” by the people who ran the show as a husband of another
woman… That was a good jealousy.
I also loved the beach, and our final stay at
Pacific Terrace. Good Memories. Good Memories.
I am so grateful for my memories. I am so blessed to be married to you, and to have created so many wonderful memories. I must've done something pretty amazing in the pre-existence to deserve a man like you! I love you, Honey! Happy 13th Anniversary!
To Be Continued...
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