Thinking About Mothers

I'm spending a work-filled Mother's Day thinking about what a loving Mother I had, along with two great stepmothers. I'm also thinking about how many other wonderful Mothers we have in the family.

I can't help but imagine that Mom (Grandma Denny) would be so happy to see what a legacy of loving motherhood she started. I hope all are having a great day!

Happy Mother's Day times THREE!

I am in complete awe at this picture. It may be the only picture of Mom/Grandma with Vera and Norma in the same picture. If anybody has any others I'd sure love to see them. I thought this was a great occasion to wish all three a wonderful Mother's Day. We love you Mom. We love you Vera. And we love you Norma. I just have to laugh at the look on Norma's face. Do you think that foot smells? And does anybody recognize the two boys in the photo? I know Valerie and Kimberly, but I'm not sure who the boys are. I definitely recognize the old garage in the background!

Happy Mother's Day!

I Love my Mother for lots and lots of reasons, but probably one of the biggest reasons is that she always made me feel loved and helped me know that I matter. I think that is the very most basic things every child (or every adult for that matter) needs to know: That they MATTER. That they are worthy of love simply by birthright. My Mother gave me that gift everyday. I love you Mom!

Happy Birthday Mother.

Today we're all missing you, thinking about you, and counting our blessings that we had such an incredible mother. Happy Birthday Mother. We love you. (If any of you have a favorite picture of yourself with Mom, post it. This one is one of my favorites.)

Memorial Day

Amy and I were visiting some Family graves today and the thought came to me that several of my siblings might like to visit those came graves, but distance makes that difficult. I decided to try to allow you to visit through cyber space. I'm sure it's not the same, but focus your nose on the smell of fresh cut Irises and you'll remember many such memorial days where Eula (mom, grandma) grew, then cut and placed such flowers on many a grave of loved ones. then, after you're in the zone, look through these pictures and know that your brother placed flowers on each of these site in behalf of my family, Dad, and the family of all who could not make it this weekend, reguardless of the reason. I love you all and thank you for the great example my siblings and countless others share with my family.
Your Son, Brother, etc.
Dave

Memories of Mother

I feel very blessed and lucky to have had such a wonderful mother. I hope she realizes how much we all miss her and appreciate all she did for us.

MOTHER--YOU ARE MISSED

Today, I am thinking about the wonderful Mother I have. I love you Mother and miss you so very much each day. Thank you for all you taught me, I wish I weren't so stubborn and had absorbed it all. I want to try harder each day to emulate the fine qualities you always possessed.
Thanks for being my Mother--I hope I can grow up just like you.
I really, really miss you!!
Love,
Pam

I remember...

Swimming at Grandma Goodfellow's pool. Letting me wear Dad's shoes. Val asking her in the hospital how many children she had for the Doctor and she said " not enough!" Bottling everything in season, just to give away. Delivering bread to the neighbors. Paper routes in Opal station wagons. Teaching me how to hold a baby bunny to feed with a doll bottle. Protecting me from Mrs. Eldredge when I did'nt deserve it. Dressed in white in the Temple. Spanking the bread. Handmade shirts and dresses hanging on the curtains at Christmas. Frying chicken then baking it in the oven. Bulgur. Mixing the milk. Holding my hand while Dr. Clarke took out my tonsils. Apricots at Aunt Ella's. A handmade brown quilt for my water bed (Matt still sleeps with it in the basement) Wiping away my tears at Dr. Stutznegger's dentist office, wow that was scary!!! Caring for Uncle Tell one day a week for eight years to give Aunt Ella a break. Pennies by the inch for 33 years! Primary Children's Hospital. Loving the Missionaries in New Mexico. Teaching me to walk in the light... Laughing and crying and loving and praying... just for me, often when I didn't deserve it. Watching her smile when Dad called her "Looa" Thanks Mother for the memories, I think about you every day when I log on to my computer with my password of "Eula" I miss you and love you and hope to see you soon. Mark.

I REMEMBER....

I remember many things....
...canning salmon in the trailer in Alaska because Mark and Dad wouldn't stop catching it

...having the one on one time with her doing her stretches and excercises in the last months of her life

...welcoming me with open arms and telling me how much she loved me

...always being able to look at her - no matter what - and see a smile on her face

...always knowing she would add: but she's a good little dancer

...telling me it's ok, not all of us are blessed with the same talents (quilting)

...and many more. I miss you mom. I love you. I can't wait to be with you again.

xoxoxoxoxo, LISA

I REMEMBER.......

I remember endless patience.......
loving me for who I am.....
all the wonderful things already mentioned.....
never a negative word about anyone else.....
no complaining......
taking Christmas to someone We didn't know...anonymously of course
ringing and running so we weren't caught!
ringlets....
tears with tarred dresses......
hugs......
veggies on the walls, so the little ladies would have fresh produce..
many Friday night 3 handed hand and foot games.......Dad was cheer leader and refreshment getter!!
drying tears....and assuring me it would all work out
trusting in the Lord
Pennies by the inch....

Most of all unconditional love to all of us---her family----
.....I wish you would run over carrying your wallet and wanting me to go somewhere with you...I love and miss you so much Mother.
Pam

The Thing I Remember

When I think of mother, the one thing I remember the very most was the way I used to feel around her. However she did it, she was able to make me feel completely loved and 100% accepted when I was around her. I haven't met many people in my life who could make me feel that way, although there are a few others in the family. It's a quality of mother's that I am completely aware that I don't have, and one that I'm always trying to work towards.

I Remember...

One of the things that I remember the most and that I think about all the time is the Thanksgivings we used to have when Grandma was here. She had all the tables set with your own jello and name tag. So much love went into those Thanksgiving and I am so grateful I was a part of them.

Some of the other things......


I remember the Sunday root beer floats.
I remember how much I loved getting my hair braided on the Denny Family Campouts.
I remember grandma always having time to sit down and play any game I wanted.
I remember having so much fun at sleepovers.

I miss grandma so much and I am so thankful she taught my mother so many wonderful things and I see so much of her in my mom.

I Remember................................

Eating gummy worms in her trailer from the "trout".
Staying with her and Grandpa may times while my mom was at young women's camp.
Drinking hot chocolate with REAL marshmallows in it.
The mug tree, hat tree, ramen noodle tree, etc.
Getting my hair braided in every way you could think of.
She ALWAYS had chapstick in the kitchen window sill.
I LOVE YOU GRANDMA!!!!!

Dear Mother

A few things I will never forget...

Big mounds of fragrant, soft bread dough on the kitchen table.
Onion and cheese casserole every Thanksgiving.
Freshly filleted and fryed trout in Windsong
A calm, happy smile at the dinner table while the rest of us were hysterical with laughter.
a "never too tired" attitude when anyone needed anything she could deliver.
a quiet confidence in her abilities and ours to do anything we set our hearts on.
Hot, homemade chicken and noodles on a cold winter day.
Divinity with walnuts every Christmas ( I still can't make it like she could)
Totally forgiving nature.
"good little dancer" positive attitude.
A warm touch and ready smile to always let you know you were loved and welcome.
Crocheted edges on the baby blankets.
a summer of endless quilts for a service project.
Special Primary Children
piles of homemade fat noodles drying on the kitchen table
endless patience to teach anyone whatever they wanted to know, from cooking to crocheting, and heartaches to baby care.
Mom, this is how I feel...what do you think I should do? I still want to call her with those questions.

I could go on and on as I discover a new thing that I owe to my dear Mother everyday of my life.

Thank you Mother,

I love you

Janet

For Mother's Birthday: One post, many Authors.

Today I'm remembering our wonderful Mother and Grandmother on her birthday. I invite you all to join in by adding to this post underneath mine.

I will always remember:

Homemade warm cinnamon rolls after school. Starched nursing caps and cool pins. The tithing chest of drawers. Joint art projects. Sitting on her lap at the giant pressing machine. Letting me watch her clean a pheasant. Homemade Sourdough biscuits in Windsong. Free shots for anyone who needed them. Her card shuffling prowess. Picking apples together at Mrs. Olsens. Lying my head on her lap in church while she tickled my hair. Black licorice. And so much more. I love you Mom. From Rand.

What can I say about Bradley?

He's kind. He's brilliant. He's calm. He's compassionate. He's funny. He's crazy about "So You Think You Can Dance." He's strong. He's playful. He's creative. He's a good cook. He's a wonderful father. He's temperless. He has the eyelashes of a cow. He's sad if a day goes by without boogie boarding. He's a listener. He's thoughtful. He's not judgemental. He's fun. He could live on Indian food. He loves design. He has great taste. He's impossible not to love. And he's a year older today. Happy 38th Birthday. We love you Bradley.

My Wonderful Mother

I love you Mother! What a great example you were and are to me daily. I only wish I could give you a big hug. I visited your grave and left a few flowers there--sorry they were not daisys--but they were left with love and rememberance of all you taught me. This red writing is for the apples you loved so much.
Pam

I love you Mom.

I thought it would be fun for Mother's Day to have everyone (all 100 or so of us) add a baby/kid picture of themselves. Nothing could make a Mother's heart melt more than seeing pictures of all her babies as kids or babies. If you've got a baby/kid picture you can upload this is a great day to share it. I for one can't wait to see them. I love you mom. (And I'm saying that while sucking my lip.)

Thanks Mother.

Today I'm thinking about our wonderful Mother and all the wonderful Mothers in the family. Have a blessed day. Because you've all surely blessed our lives. We love you Mothers.

More memories.

We love you Mother.
(and you too Dad.)