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Sunday, June 17, 2012

Thoughts about motherhood -- given on Mother's Day.

I share the stand today with three wonderful youth, all of whom have been in my classes in the past. It feels good to mingle with them! It's no wonder that I love teenagers. They give me hope for the future and a passion for today. One of my sons teases me that the majority of my Facebook friends are between the ages of 12 to 25. He finds that quite comical, but I have to say I feel fortunate that these valiant young men and women consider me "their friends". They inspire me every day and often give me opportunities to "mother, nuture, and instruct". 



I had the opportunity to help raise 4 children, been a guardian over a couple others through Exchange programs, and an instructor to perhaps hundreds of others. Motherhood is something I cherish, but Mother's Day is sometimes a difficult holiday for women. Not every woman has a loving mother, some women don't have children of their own, and others may not have good relationships with their own children. It may also be a difficult observance for men – those who may have lost their mothers or wives, or those who are experiencing mothers with issues of aging or poor health. Or perhaps is it just a lot of pressure to come up with a great gift! For reasons such as these, and many others, celebrating Mother's Day may not always feel like a celebration.  Rather it may feel like a day of guilt, especially since we women have a tendency to compare ourselves to other women, and likewise feel inadequate. On Mother's Day we're reminded of all the things we should be doing, we hear how wonderful and "perfect' other mothers are, and we think how our lives and situations aren't like those of the women around us.




The past few Mother's Days have been bitterly painful for me. After losing our son, Jon, these type of holidays were a reminder of my loss. Last year, after crying throughout the entire church services and barely making it through the RS lesson without bursting into sobs, I decided I'd had enough. When I returned home I decided that I wasn't going to put myself through that again.

I needed to have a change of heart. I needed to appreciate what I had, not what I did not have. But I needed help to get me through this transition. Although there have been a lot of angels here that have eased my pain,  I knew I must seek for assistance from my Savior.

Excerpt from Elder Bednar's talk: (Atonement and the Journey of Mortality, April 2012)

The Savior has suffered not just for our iniquities but also for the inequality, the unfairness, the pain, the anguish, and the emotional distresses that so frequently beset us. There is no physical pain, no anguish of soul, no suffering of spirit, no infirmity or weakness that you or I ever experience during our mortal journey that the Savior did not experience first. You and I in a moment of weakness may cry out, "No one understands. No one knows." No human being, perhaps, knows. But the Son of God perfectly knows and understands, for He felt and bore our burdens before we ever did. And because He paid the ultimate price and bore that burden, he has perfect empathy and can extend to us His arm of mercy in so many phases of our life. He can reach out, touch, succor--literally run to us-- and strengthen us to be more than we could ever be and help us to do that which we could never do through relying upon only our own power.

In Matthew we read, "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

"Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly of heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.

"For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light".

We are told often how important it is for us to have a CHANGE OF HEART. Whatever ails you today, (male or female) I would invite you to create a change of attitude so that this day is not one of pain, but of celebration. 

You can recognize women who are grateful to be a daughter of God by their attitude. They know that the errand of angels is given to women, and they desire to be on God's errand to love His children and minister to them, to teach them the doctrines of salvation, to call them to repentance, to save them in perilous circumstances, to guide them in the performance of His work, to deliver His messages. They understand that they can bless their Father's children in their homes and neighborhoods and beyond. Women who are grateful to be daughters of God bring glory to His name.

I LOVE being a woman – I know God loves his sons and daughter equally, but we have different roles to help bring to pass the eternal life of his children. I look forward to hearing about men and the Priesthood next month as we celebrate Father’s Day….. we need each other!

In the 138th section of the D&C we learn, “As spirit daughter's of God, women received their first lessons in the world of spirits and were prepared to come forth on earth because they would be given a physical body with the opportunity to be proven in a mortal sphere.” They wished to work side by side with righteous men to accomplish eternal goals that neither can attain independently. 

Female roles did not begin on earth, and they do not end here. A woman who treasures motherhood on earth will treasure motherhood in the world to come, and where her treasure is, there will her heart be also. 

I believe the Lord uses the words MOTHER AND WOMEN interchangeably, almost SYNONYMOUS in the scriptures and in the world. I came to this conclusion when I was pondering what wisdom I could impart to you today. While reflecting my last temple attendance, I was thinking  ---The word mother has layers of meaning. (See Genesis 3:20) After the creation, God the father and Adam had a conversation about the woman that was created. Adam told the Father that he would call this woman, Eve "because she was The mother of all living" – this describer came long before she ever bore a child.

Like Eve, our motherhood began before we were born. Just as worthy men were foreordained to hold the priesthood in mortality, righteous women were endowed pre-mortally with the privilege of motherhood. Motherhood is more than bearing children, it is the essence of who we are as women. It defines our very identity, our divine stature and nature, and the unique traits our Father gave us.

President Gordon B. Hinckley said that Women are born with and have the inherent right and authority to be the saviors of human souls.....and the regenerating force in the lives of God's children.

As daughters of our Heavenly Father, and as daughters of Eve, we are all mothers and we each have the responsibility to love and help lead the rising generation. How will our young women learn to live as women of God unless they see what women of God look like, meaning what we wear, watch, and read; how we fill our time and our minds; how we face temptation and uncertainty; where we find true joy; and why modesty and femininity are hallmarks of righteous women? How will our young men learn to value women of God if we don't show them the virtue of our virtues?

(Story from the Book of Judges in the Old Testament) --

After Moses and Joshua were no longer leading the Israelites, the people became victims of idolatry. It was about 1125 BC and they lived in a state of self-centeredness – A “MEMEME Society”.

In Judges 21:25 it states, “In those days there was no king in Israel: every man did that which was right in his own eyes”.

The Lord provided some order in having 12 judges in place – one to judge over each of the tribes. One of these was a woman named Deborah. She was a prophetess, judge, and deliverer of her people. She fulfilled her role better than most as she acted with honesty, integrity, courage, unwavering faith, and unquestioning obedience. She was honored with great responsibilities both by her own people and by the Lord. She judged her people righteously; she heard and acted upon the word of the Lord when it came to her; she accompanied the Israelite army; and she gave glory to the Lord for her people’s deliverance.

She was an inspired woman with a strong testimony and called upon by the Lord to perform various tasks.

She followed the example of other women in the Old Testament by recognizing a need, heeding the word of the Lord, and acting accordingly.

When her work was finished, rather than gloat in her power and success, she gave praise to the Lord and in Judges 5:7 she states, I Deborah arose, a mother in Israel”.

She knew her calling was to help deliver her people to safety.

Deborah was already well known as a prophetess and respected for her Godly character. She was the Lord’s spokesperson. She inspired her nation as a leader and a wife and they respected her for her Godly character.

Deborah’s understanding of Israel’s potential for spiritual greatness stemmed from her maternal love. She held hope for Israel and inspired renewed sense of value as God’s chosen people, and exhibited a woman’s ability to instill rather than impose, to invigorate rather than force, and to cultivate rather than command.

As a judge Deborah brought a feminine sensibility to a male dominated office. She referred to herself as a “mother to Israel” and her commitment to nurturing fit this title. Deborah’s leadership style was selfless, focusing on the people rather than on herself. This, together with her appreciation and knowledge of the scriptures and her prophetic gift, marked her for national rejuvenation. Deborah embraced and utilized the full extent of a woman’s power for positive change. As wife, judge, prophetess and mother, and in the role of commander in chief, she was indeed a Mother to Israel sustaining her feminine power to educate, encourage, and uplift, even in times of war.

The word mother is linked to Deborah’s patient nurturing of the nation of Israel back to spiritual health, much like a mother would nurture her child back to physical health. Deborah had the capacity to inspire change with a mother’s ability to admonish, ways that encouraged and motivated her followers to create a better life.

Acccordingly, when we effect positive change and inspire strength and commitment in others, we contribute to our own well-being. As we grow in spiritual service and awareness, we influence our family, benefit others and partner with the Lord, changing the world around us.

As mother's of Zion, we are the Lord's secret weapon.  When Satan's tool is to declare war on motherhood and the family, it is crucial for us to take action and understand that motherhood is the highest, holiest service assumed by mankind. Our Father has entrusted us as women with His children, and He has asked us to love them and help lead them safely past the dangers of mortality back home.

If we will stay right with our youth, meaning if we will love them, in most cases they will stay right with us -- meaning, they will let us lead them. In all my experiences in teaching the youth, I would guess that most do not remember any specific lesson that I taught. I would hope that they will never forget the love that I had for them and the testimony I shared.

My dad was very influential in my life and had a saying that kept me “in check”. It probably isn’t one appropriate to share over the pulpit, but I have refined it and tried to develop it is my motto, “A life fully lived is a life fully examined.........”

I’ve had many different stages of mothering. Now that I am an "empty-nester" mother I find myself (rather being in a time of rest), one of URGENCY.  I still have the opportunity of mothering and soon "grand-mothering", (but that will be from a distance), so I must find other ways to mother, because I know it is my responsibility.  When we understand our divine role, we can have peace and purpose. 

We must lead by example, consistently and diligently living gospel principles. This takes daily determination and practice. 

-- Elder Robert D. Hales story from conference a couple session ago – He shared that his grandson was spending time with them. At breakfast time, as ritual would have it, Elder Hales read his daily newspaper. His grandson positioned himself between the newspaper and his grandpa and said, “Grandpa, are you there?”

This story emulates the importance that we are there for our youth.

Being there means understanding the hearts of our youth and connecting with them. I love to connect by attending the youth’s activities – musical performances, track meets, etc. I have even had the privilege of weeding the garden with youth of the ward. The opportunity to sit, work, and talk with a child and show our interest in them and their life is critical.

Can they feel our love?

President Henry B. Eyring -- Heavenly Father wants and needs our help to bring his spirit children home to Him again. We help God's children best by providing ways to build faith in Jesus Christ and His restored gospel when they are young. And then we must help rekindle that faith quickly before it dims as they wander off the path. Foreseeing the needs of His children, a loving Heavenly Father placed directions and rescuers along their way. He sent His Son, Jesus Christ, to make safe passage possible and visible. He called as His prophet in these times President Thomas S. Monson. Heavenly Father has assigned us to a great variety of stations to strengthen and, when needed, to lead travelers to safety. Our most important and powerful assignments are in the family – Role of parents, brothers and sisters, grandparents, aunts and uncles are made more powerful guides and rescuers by the bonds of love that are the very nature of family.

We all can help. We can all be rescuers. 

Besides showing our love and connecting with our youth, another help we can give young people is to let them feel our confidence that they are on the path home to God and that they can make it. And we do that best by going with them. Because the path is steep and sometimes rocky, they will at times feel discouraged and stumble. They may at times become confused about their destination and wander after less eternally important goals. We can assist our youth by walking beside them and invite them to receive and keep the companionship of the Holy Ghost. 

Mother's day is a wonderful time for each of us to take a moment and honor the women in our lives. Recently my mom and I went to a program here in Spokane called “Time out for Women”. It was a time where we could be together and get away from our daily tasks. We were able to refuel our spirits through wonderful music, speakers, and opportunities of service. At one of my breaks my mom said, “I wish I could do something big like them…….I wish that I could make a difference”. I am sure she wasn’t alone in those feelings, because there we women go again, comparing ourselves to each other. I wish to pay tribute today to my mom. She has done small things that have contributed to big things in my life and those around her. Thank you!

As many of you know, we lost our dear friend in March after her year-long battle with cancer. Debbie defied many of the odds that were given her by her physicians. I know she was able to endure the year she lived because of her attitude and the desire to be with her children and family.  I would like to publicly thank all those who have included them and our family in your prayers and for all the service in our behalf. Thank you to those who mothered me, and nurtured me through this difficult time. (My visiting teacher of age 19 has mothered me, comforted me and gotten me through some tough times. Proof that we can mother at any age or time of life)

As Debbie's children rallied around her and were relieved to have their mother out of pain, I realized that Debbie had passed away on her son's birthday. I thought to myself, "Oh, NO! What a terrible reminder of her death every year on his subsequent birthdays. When I talked to Zach about this, he showed great wisdom when he remarked, "I am glad that she could pass on the anniversary of my birth. It will always be a reminder to me of her sacrifices throughout my life, and also remind me that it is not the anniversary of her death, but of her "RE-BIRTH".  (TALK ABOUT A CHANGE OF HEART!)

My daughter-in-law, Jerah, texted me this morning.  She thanked me for the best gift ever, the gift of my son. There is not much better than knowing that your children are loved and adored by their spouses. When I thought about this message I thought how grateful I am for my heavenly parents, who gave their son to me…..and to you – to help us through our pain and anguish, and celebrate our joys and happiness. Some days are easier than others, but a change of attitude is possible.

We are created in the image of God to become like Him. Mother's day encompasses the celebration of motherhood--the divine nature GIVEN to women. May we all feel a deeper appreciation for the great blessings of motherhood not just when we celebrate Mother's Day, but everyday.

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Time Out!

I don't know about you, but I get distinct visualizations 
of what could be meant by 
"TIME OUT"!

1. I see a young child in a designated chair or an older child in a corner facing the wall, focusing (hopefully!) on the undesired behavior and how they will try to do better!
2. I see a coach of a team, having a whistle blown to call together his team because they are in danger and need some warning. They need to re-group and be counseled with some strategy for improved results.

3. I see someone just taking a break from their daily duties because they are exhausted.

This weekend I got to go to "TIME OUT FOR WOMEN", a gift from my mother for an early birthday present. We enjoyed the day together and I came to realize that the purpose of this gathering was 3 fold (just as the visions I mentioned previously). For me it was a time to get away from the ordinary day and the cares of the world, to warn me of dangers around us, and a call for unity and evaluation of where we are and how we can be better!

The speakers and music were phenomenal and I was able to connect with each one in a different way. One of my favorite speakers was Merrillee Boyack. She spoke about CPR...... Her focus point was that in order to save lives, caring isn't enough, we must do something. She presented the formula of Care + Prepare + React = help for salvation.

So how do we go beyond just the caring????? 
  • We see with our eyes
  • We feel with our hearts
  • We take action!
One of the warnings that was shared with us was that the world is in danger of starvation. 1 in 5 adults and 1 in 3 children worldwide are in danger of hunger. We all took action and brought food items to donate to one of our local food banks. The Second Harvest Food Bank was happy to receive food for 400 meals to serve approximately 1000 people. That sounded great to me until she shared with us that Spokane Food Banks distribute 50,000 pounds of food PER WEEK to the homeless and aging of Spokane! 

One of the most moving parts of my day was when one of the presenters asked us to unite in singing a familiar hymn, "Love One Another".  By memory, the sell-out crowd of 2700 sang the words in beautiful harmony to this favorite hymn. It was so uplifting!

As I Have Love You,
Love One Another,
This New Commandment
Love One Another,
By this shall men know,
Ye are my disciples,
If ye have love,
One to another.

The theme of this event was "Seek the Good". It originated from the scripture which states "And whatsoever ye do, do it HEARTILY". (Colossians 3:23)


Perhaps I am one of those "over-achievers" that Merrilee mentioned, but I just can't settle for the "caring" aspect of CPR. I gotta prepare to react. And I've got to do it HEARTILY! Not just with the hunger situation in our world, but in all aspects of my life.  We are told the Lord went about "doing good". If we are truly His disciples, we must Love as He did and DO as he DID!


So grateful to take the time yesterday to evaluate where I am and what I need to do to get where I want to be!


Time-outs are good!












Friday, February 10, 2012

He's a little bit country......I'm a little bit rock and roll!

Last night Ken and I went to the Brad Paisley concert at the Spokane Arena and two questions immediately come to mind:

1) Why do we pay high prices for good seats, and yet stand for the entire concert?
2) What am I doing at a "country artist concert"?

Well, I can't answer the first question: pretty crazy that we stand when we have great seats! I must say after over three hours of standing, I shouldn't have been wearing boots!

The second question's answer is much easier. Over the past 30+ years, Ken has allowed me to drag him to ballets, broadway plays, the symphony, and sporting events. I thought it was time I make it to "his arena"......
I've never been one for country music in the past. But I've tried to be objective and appreciate it more. Heck, I even voted for Scotty McCreery, last year's American Idol winner and opening act for Brad Paisley! (Although he has a great bass voice, I don't think I'll be contributing to his platinum sales!)

All evening I heard lyrics about dirty dishes in the sink, piles of laundry, big trucks with gun racks, checking for ticks, alcohol, fishing trips, and discovering "guys are just like that"!

I looked around me all evening and viewed people enjoying these lyrics. I wondered if it was because they were drinking beer, being unified through the wearing of  Wrangler jeans and cowboy hats, or if I was just "missing something".
Then Brad gave me the definition of COUNTRY MUSIC.....He said it's, "VIRTUAL REALITY"! As I looked around the room I realized that almost everybody could relate to something he was singing about. And they could laugh about it, too! 

Here's something I could relate to: "And I thought I loved you then".....
Ken may be a little bit country, (and I'm a little bit rock and roll) but he is my everything. I thought I loved him THEN -- 30+ years ago--, but I love him more than ever now! He is my whole world. We've come so far, and I thought I loved him then! I never dreamed I could love Ken MORE today!

**Side note: I'm probably not gonna convert to country, but I gotta say that was one great show! 3+ hours of clean entertainment! Great graphics and lighting show! What a generous artist Brad is.....during the performance he signed one of his many guitars and gave it to a fan in the audience. Later he took off his big, white hat and gave it to another! He really knows how to stroke that guitar and his fans! 

Another opening act, The Band Perry, sang this #1 hit. I loved all their numbers. I don't really consider them "Country"........or perhaps I'm in denial and crossing over after alll???

Monday, February 6, 2012

You can call Me "MIMI"!

YAY! We're going to be Grandparents!
Jeremy and McKensie will be parents in August!
We are so happy for them!
If we have the calculations correct, this baby will have 7 living Grandmothers!
Because of this statistic, I choose to me called "MIMI"!
It's positively true!!! Wahoo!
                         When I heard you were on the way,
I smiled and wiped a tear away.
I cried the tear because I knew,
My heart had held a place for you!
Love, ~MIMI





Families can be together forever...

On our trip to Utah we went to an LDS temple that we had not attended before. It is in Sandy, Utah -- The Jordan River Temple. This was a milestone for us as it was the first time that all of us have been able to go inside together.
Our faith teaches us that ordinances that are performed on earth and in a temple of the Lord can be "sealed" or  bound in the next life. This is why we believe it is so important to marry in God's temple -- those who are united there can be together forever -- for eternity. Once this ordinance has been performed we must remain faithful and endure life and it's challenges while here on earth. The greatest reward will be to be united with our families and live with God again.

Imagine my joy to have my family all together inside this temple. It truthfully felt like heaven on earth. My favorite scripture in the New Testament is found in 3 John 1:4 -- I find no greater joy that to see my children walk in truth.

This day was truly a day of joy for me. Families are the unit that teach us how to be more loving, compassionate and charitable. It makes sense that God created us to dwell in families so we could grow together and become better through our association. I love my family and am grateful to know that 
we can be together forever!





The thing I'd change....

I recently went to the broadway play, "Beauty and the Beast". One of the songs performed was called, "A Change in Me". I haven't really been able to stop thinking about its message. It's made me ponder, what is the thing that I wish I could change?

The list is long,  but the one thing I would like to focus on is that I should have lived a more healthy life -- meaning eating better and exercising more through the years. Now that I've reached the age of 50, I'm feeling some sense of urgency. I realize I am in the "final 3rd of my life". I don't have a lot of time to accomplish the things I want to do while I remain on this earth. For that reason I am getting very serious about what I do with the time that is left. I want to be healthy and live life to the fullest.

I have been reading the book, "Younger Next Year", by Chris Crowley and Henry S. Lodge, MD. It mainly is a book about nutrition and exercise. Oh, how I wish that I could go back in time and live a different lifestyle. But I can't change the past and I have begun to make the most of my time through exercising EVERY day and eating right.

I've joined a gym, SNAP 24-7 and having been participating in aerobics and weight training. I haven't missed a day in 40 days! If you want to join me, you can find me there at 5:30 am.! I also joined Weight Watchers (again - hopefully the last time) and am making some  lasting life changes.

To stay accountable I often post on Facebook my goals and accomplishments. It's not meant to brag but to keep myself in check. I thank those who support me in this effort.



Because I don't have a lot of time left, I've gotta get "Crackin". I've always wanted to make a difference and change the world. Perhaps that's not possible, but I am confident I can make the CHANGE in ME!


A "Zags" Reunion

On February 2, 2012 the Assmus clan gathered at the Marriott Center in Provo, Utah! We journeyed to watch the Spokane Gonzaga Bulldogs play the Provo Cougars. What a facility this arena is! Crazy that we can purchase a ticket for our home team only out of town. The Marriott Center can entertain 22,700 fans, whereas the kennel (McCarthy Athletic Center) here in Spokane only holds about 6,000 fans. Buying a ticket here is nearly impossible!

Unfortunately, the Zags didn't perform very well in Provo, and the crowds booed us and razzed us for being "in their house". But our shirts were a hit! Everyone loved them and we became famous quickly throughout the stadium. People were asking to take our pictures. They were very amused. We are guessing we were on many Facebook pages that night. If you saw them, let us know! LOL!

We can only hope that in a couple weeks when we host that BYU Cougars here in Spokane that we can give them a payback and score better than we did that night!

We will always be Zag fans. Sorry, BYU, we cannot cheer for you! But we do love your stadium! And, what a great way to have a reunion! Love my kids.....love my Zags!

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Feeling warm, inside and out!


Whenever I'm lonely, I just have to think of these people -- who I know are with me in spirit 24/7! They "light up" my life!

Friday, January 27, 2012

Never been more homesick than now......

Sometimes you just never know when you are the answer to someone's prayer. I've prayed often that my own prayers would be answered, but perhaps my desires should be turned to how can I be that "angel among us" that blesses some one else?

Recently I became close friends with a sweet gal that told me she had never been quite so homesick as she was right now. I thought of the times I have been homesick and it made me ponder....just what does it mean to be homesick? 

I came across a saying that reads, "The worst feeling in the world is the homesickness that comes over a man occasionally when he is at home”. It made me think that perhaps the true meaning of homesick may not have any thing to do with home but rather with people and situations we are longing for.

I remember when I was an exchange student in Japan. I longed for family, friends, food, country, and familiar surroundings. I don't know that I was ever more patriotic for my homeland than any other time. Although I appreciate other cultures and beauties of the earth, there just never is anything as comforting than the memories you have of "familiar things".

This picture was taken in August of 2008. We were gathered for my father's funeral. Although this was a sad time for us all in losing someone so special, it gave us the opportunity to forget the world and reunite together. We laughed, cried, remembered and celebrated the life and memories of my Dad. Seems like such a simpler season now that I look back on that time. I get homesick for my Dad and mostly just about the way things "used to be". 
It's hard to believe that this picture was taken only one month before my dad's passing. He always looked so good, even when he was at his sickest and painful times. I get homesick for his humor and his counsel. What a wonderful man!
Speaking of humor, it seems I've been blessed with a lot of that in my life. Here are my "men in black" --styling their hats, their sunglasses and their watches. What a happy time! Thomas is so far away and I know he has to long for the familiar things we shared while he was here. I know we do! So glad Jon could share in those times with us!

I suppose the best thing about being homesick is there are reunions! What a great memory it was to surprise Kenny for his 30th birthday! Something about when you are a mom, you long for your children on their birthdays!  So much reflection and gratitude for the opportunity of having these offspring "loaned" to us while we are here on earth!


This gathering was in Utah to celebrate time with Jeremy! Seems like yesterday, but yet seems like an eternity ago. It's hard having your family away from you but makes the times together even more appreciated. I expect I will take as many trips to his home as possible as he will give us our first grandchild in August! I suppose that separation will give a whole new definition of "homesickness"!

Most of your know our "baby" got married this Fall and we were able to have Katelyn and her husband live with us for 4 months before they returned to college/married life. This picture was taken on an American Idol tour we went on together. Oh how I miss those special times we had together but I know we will yet have many more in the future!

In fact one of those times will be next week! Ken and I will travel together to meet all our kids and their spouses in Utah. We will go to a Gonzaga/BYU basketball game. We will be wearing RED! Go ZAGS!


Although I have much yet to do on this earth, I look forward to the time when we will go to heaven. A place that may be unfamiliar, but yet feel at home. Can you imagine the reunion we will have there? I suppose if I had to give this homesickness a definition of my own it would be.....longing for the familiar, appreciating the past so much that we long for it again.

This music probably tells it better than I can. "Homesick" by Mercyme!



Sunday, January 8, 2012

I Always Wished for a daughter....



When I was pregnant with my 4th child, the physicians told me there was no medical possibility of carrying the pregnancy to full term. They advised terminating the pregnancy. We couldn't do that and waited for nature to take its course. As months passed, the medical team gave no reasonable answers to the continuation of the pregnancy. Of course we knew that Priesthood blessings and a loving Heavenly Father was in charge and we were anticipating our miracle to arrive.

I had always dreamed of have a daughter, but again the physicians told me we would be blessed with another son, making 4 boys. Because my pregnancies were high-risk, they also recommended that this be my last pregnancy. We accepted the idea that this was our last baby and I was to be the mother of sons. 

The nursery was painted blue and on the eve of the delivery, "my men" went to the airport to pick up Grandma Jacobson. She was coming to help during my scheduled C-Section the following morning. Our 3 year old son, Jon, greeted Grandma and excitedly exclaimed, "Tomorrow my SISTER is coming from heaven"! Everyone shrugged their shoulders and thought how silly a 3 year old could be!

Miracle after miracle occurred during these 9 months and much to our surprise our baby was born on November 20, 1990, and IT was a GIRL! Katelyn has continued to surprise us throughout her life. As much as I love my boys (and that's a lot!) my life became complete with the birth of a daughter.

Never did I realize that I would equally be blessed with becoming the mother of two additional daughters, through the marriages of our sons. I couldn't have chosen more suitable daughters than I've received. I love you Katelyn, McKensie, and Jerah! My wishes have come true!

I have many dreams of good things to come in our lives. The best part is that this in not a dream anymore -- it is reality. Here are a few of the things that I wish for you! (See video clip!)

Christmas' Past.....Gift of a phone call......tender mercies!

Here is a great memory.......a Christmas past. This picture was taken in 2008 ~ oh, how our lives have changed since that day! Funny how Christmas "present" leads us to Christmas' "past". We reminisce about the good times we hold in our hearts!


In Charles Dickens, "A Christmas Carol", he talks about the Ghost of Christmas' past. As I thought about how I wished we could be visited by a ghost of the past, some miracles started to occur in my life. I don't think they were coincidence! I believe they were tender mercies from the Lord! I've mentioned these occurrences to people in the past and they have asked what is meant by the term, "tender mercies". The best way for me to define one of these is that the Lord  gives us blessings at times when we need them. They are empathetic forms of compassion and love that we hold dear!

I heard from all my boys at Christmas time. Yes, all of them -- Kenny, Jeremy, Thomas, Khuyag, and JON! Through different avenues of technology these memories transpired. I believe all happened due to my wishes and desires to feel love from my boys, all of whom were not with me during this time!

Khuyag, our exchange student from Mongolia, called us and then Face-booked us over the holidays. We have so many wonderful memories of this young man who lived in our home over 8 years ago. He grew to love American traditions! He is truly a son!

Thomas, our exchange student from Germany has kept in touch with us through phone calls, Facebook, emails and Skype! It means the world to us when he contacts us to show his gratitude for the wonderful memories he has of America and our family. How'd we get so lucky to have such great young men in our home?

And then I got to hear from my 3 amigos! 

Jeremy texted us throughout the day, sharing his excitement of playing Santa Claus along with photos he had taken all day. He truly is a gift-giver that enjoys the season. He takes after me in that he does not sleep much on Christmas Eve.

Kenny called us later in the day. What a joy it was to hear about him hosting 24 people in his new home. He has learned well how to show hospitality to his guests. At the close of our conversation I heard Jon's voice on the phone and as I said goodbye, I said, "I love you, Jon". 

As you can imagine, Kenny began to giggle and probably thought his mom was crazy. But I know what I heard was a gift I needed from Heaven -- a tender mercy. So often I pray that I can feel Jon with us and I don't always feel or recognize that he is here. But this time I cannot deny that I felt him with me.

I posted this poem on my facebook a few days prior and had been praying for an experience such as the one I just described.

I wish Heaven had a phone so I could hear your voice again. 
I thought of you today, but that is nothing new. 
I thought about you yesterday and days before that too. 
I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. 
All I have are memories and your picture in a frame. 
Your memory is a keepsake from which I’ll never part. 
God has you in His arms, I have you in my heart.

And of course I cannot leave out my "Prissy". Although we didn't hear from her on Christmas, we were able to spend Christmas Eve with her and her husband's family. It was a lot of fun and so nice to be included in their festivities. I love the growth that we are seeing in our family! It will only continue!

Although we were physically without our family Christmas morning, I truly felt it was one of the happiest of my life. I believe it is because I know they were with me in heart and spirit. The memories of all these contacts from my children have affected my life. I always think about how life is not the same since our Jon went to heaven. But now I realize that even if he were here our Christmas' would always be different now. That is just part of life changing. Perhaps I really am growing up.....