Six Word Fridays: Purple

Purple was her very favorite color.

How ironic that the color purple

also represents "Domestic Violence Awareness" month. 

Purple roses placed ever so gently 

and reverently on her casket... reminding 

us that life is, indeed, precious. 

Purple was her favorite color. 

And now reminds me everyday... of 

her presence, her grace, her laughter

and more. Memories of sweet Shaniel

are lasting and eternal... kept near

my heart. And what joy it 

will be when we reunite and 

begin again where we left off.

We'll hug and shed tears of 

joy... and reminisce about the days

on earth. But knowing her it 

won't last long. We'll be off 

in a flash to explore the 

beyond.... just like we used to

sweet daughter of mine. Love you! 

We lost Shaniel February 10, 2013 from an act of domestic violence. Her husband killed her.

Shaniel was a nurse by profession and a loving mother of four beautiful children. 

After her funeral, at the graveside, each of her co-workers placed a purple rose on her casket and gave a beautiful tribute. It reads...

Nursing is a calling, a lifestyle, a way of living. Nurses and co-workers here today honor Shaniel and her life as a nurse. Shaniel is not remembered by her years as a nurse, but by the difference she made during those years by stepping into people's lives and caring whole heartedly for her patients.

When a calming, quiet presence was all that was needed, she was there...

In the excitement and miracle of birth or in the mystery and loos of life, she was there...

When a silent glance could uplift a patient, family member or friend, she was there...

At those times when the unexplainable needed to be explained, she was there...

When the situation demanded a swift foot and sharp mind, she was there...

When a gentle touch, a firm push, or an encouraging word was needed, she was there...

To witness humanity - it's beauty, in good times and bad, without judgement, she was there...

To embrace the woes of the world, willingly and offer hope, she was there...

And now, that it is time to be at the Greater One's side, she is there...

Shaniel, we honor you this day and give you a white rose to symbolize our honor and appreciation for being your nursing colleague. We love and miss you.

In memory of Shaniel 

March 4, 1980 - February 10, 2013

Six Word Fridays: Precious

Who doesn't love the rain and

puddles and the innocence of kids!

Ben had a short, but precious

conversation with his mother about the

things that matter most in life.

Puddles, Rain, and Creator of all.

Ben: "Mom, does it make Jesus happy when it rains so we can jump in puddles?"

Mommy: "I'm sure it makes Jesus happy when you jump in puddles!"

precious

Six Word Fridays: cup

Cut lilacs for my daughter's grave.

The cup in the vase was 
far too small. It would take 
an arm full of lilacs... and 
a thousand more! To place by
your side... my angel, my love.
I'll visit you oft until we 
meet again, bringing beautiful fresh 
flowers to remind me of you. 

cup

Six Word Fridays: bud

The long silence of winter breaks

as the delicate pink bud starts

to swell on the apricot tree.

Longer days and the warmth of 

the sun force the bud to 

expand and open...giving way to

a beautiful white blossom. Multiple stamens

grow, from the center, tipped with 

yellow pollen... attracting the honey bee.

Just one stem on the apricot 

tree can produce thousands of blossoms.

And when looked at from a 

distance gives the appearance of popcorn

...popcorn popping on the apricot tree!

bud

Six Word Fridays: Cook

One busy cook in the kitchen.

Two busy cooks in the kitchen.

Three busy cooks in the kitchen.

Keeps mommy busy in the kitchen!

cook

Six Word Fridays: find

It's not Spring yet, but the 

weather is playing tricks on us

this year. Soon enough we will 

see blossoms pop out on the 

apricot tree. The bees will be 

buzzing and flying from one blossom 

to another in search of nectar 

hidden deep in the delicate petals

of the flower. When they find

this sweet treat, they gather pollen

in the process. Busy bees on 

blossoms tells us it's going to

be a good year for fruit.

find

Six Word Fridays: enough

I can't get enough of this

sweet baby boy! Soft and new,

a bundle of joy! Love, peace

(notice the fingers!) and goodness sent

from heaven above. We'll hold him,

and kiss him, from head to

toe. And savor every moment with 

each inch that he grows. A

baby's a blessing; a miracle! We're 

so glad God sent you to us.

Baby James... Welcome to our family!

enough

Six Word Fridays: Merry

From My House... to Your House

merry

Six Word Fridays: reason

There's a Reason to the Season

Welcome Family. Welcome Friends. Welcome Winter!

Make treats. Give treats. Eat treats.

Grandchildren counting the days to Christmas.

Remembering the birth of our Savior....

The real reason for the season.

reason

Six Word Fridays: season

'Tis the Season to be jolly!

Catching the spirit of the season.

Decorating trees. Lighting candles. Reading stories.

Making treats. Exchanging treats. Eating treats.

Santa's and Nutcrackers. Stockings and Advent.

Giving service. Random Acts of Kindness. 

What I love most of all...

placing the baby Jesus in each 

Nativity around the house. It's a 

reminder to all those who visit...

 the real reason for celebrating

the Christmas season. Christ! Our Lord.


season

Six Words Fridays: rain

I love the gentle pitter patter 

sound of rain drops as it 

falls from the heavens. So refreshing!

rain

Six Word Friday's: Smooth as Glass

Reflection pools are some of my favorite 

places to sit. Especially when they

are as "smooth as glass." Time 

disappears as I drift off into 

the reflection. I see Mirror images
of things. I see another reflection.

A reflection of me. Thoughts emerge
about my life... where I've been, 
where I'm at, where I'm going.

Peace, tranquility, and gratitude fill my 

mind as I reflect upon blessings.
Blessings of Family. Health. Shelter. Food. 
Faith. Love. My heart is thankful!

glass

Six Word Fridays: Trick

Trick-or-Treat, smell my feet

Give me something good to eat!

trick

Six Word Fridays: leaves

Yellow leaves fall softly down -- whirling,

twirling round and round, making a

carpet on the ground. Raking leaves...

into a pile, makes a bed

for jumping in. Yellow leaves on

the ground, crunching softly under foot.

leaves

Six Word Fridays: late blooming

Dad's Christmas cactus usually blooms in 

December. I arrived back home from 

Europe in mid January... and you

can imagine how surprised I was

that my Christmas cactus was late

in blooming! It had waited until

I got back home to burst

out in the most beautiful vivid

pink blooms I had ever seen!

Must have been dad behind the

scenes... welcoming his daughter safely home!

I had a glimpse into heaven 

that day, feeling all dad's love

as he keeps watch over me!

late

Six Word Fridays: Drink Me!

Mad Hatter's Tea Party -- Thanksgiving Point

She drank from a bottle called

    Drink Me! And up she grew 

        so tall. She ate from a 

   plate that said Eat Me! and

down she shrank so small. And

so she changed, while other folks

never tried nothing' at all! --Alice









My girls and I have a Mother's Day Tea every year for Mother's Day. Sometimes we do something out of the ordinary and invite all the guys. A couple of years ago we went to Thanksgiving Point Gardens in Lehi and had a Mad Hatter's Tea Party! Homemade hats, special potions, colorful eateries, a walk through the tulip gardens, and a touch of madness fun was on our Alice In Wonderland menu.

drink

Six Word Fridays: Trip

I took a lovely trip today

Not just anywhere, but a trip...

Down Memory Lane! I walked this

dirt country road nearly every day.

Over the one-lane bridge, and

along the bank of the river

Where the kids played and fished

the lazy summer days away.

As the road stretched out before

me... my mind took me on the 

most pleasant trip. Horses grazing in

green pastures, cool morning air, puddles 

of water from the night's storm

All leading me... Down Memory Lane!

There's something wonderful about taking

a stroll down dirt country roads.

Soothing sounds of running water and

the rhythmic beat of every step 

starts my day refreshed and new!

And all the memories that flood 

my mind of childhood days and 

young motherhood days, and grandmother days

of today... makes my trip Down 

Memory Lane a lovely one, indeed!

This just came across my facebook page today. Perfect timing! I just had to post it. 

trip