A Day filled with Memories

Yesterday flew by. I couldn't believe how much energy I had; of course
I always do when I find myself unhindered by anyone in the house.
It was a little surprising considering I hadn't slept well the night before
because someone was up most of the night doing what I don't know.
Normally, when this happens I have no energy and usually fall asleep
briefly when I sit down to watch the news. But, not yesterday!
I was like the energizer bunny!

I spent most of the day downstairs working on my 4-generation
family history books. Typed histories were in place, just needed to
insert pictures. Now you wouldn't think that would take very long,
but it took most of the afternoon and early evening as I just
couldn't make up my mind on paper to use to mount them. I
actually took time to redo some pictures I had done a while back
because I wasn't happy with them.

It never ceases to amaze me how close I feel to those who have
gone on when I'm assembling their histories. Memories of my
grandparents, on my dad's side, flooded my mind. I recalled how I
loved to visit them each morning as a little girl before I would have
breakfast. I always had to make sure "they were ok."

Grandpa was an avid gardner and weeds did not last long in his
garden. He would be out there with his hoe daily. We would have
wonderful talks as I visited him and "helped" pull weeds, But, the
thing I remember most was eating turnips. They were so delicious!
We'd wash them off with the hose and then chomp down on them.
There was nothing better and sad to say I can't stand turnips now.
Perhaps it was because they came from Grandpa's garden that
made them so yummy!

I was sad when they moved to Orem and missed my daily visits.
When dad started going to Orem to build homes, I often went
with him to help sweep up and clean up so his helpers could
work without all the mess. But, the nice thing was I could slip
down to Grandma and Grandpa's for a nice visit. Many times I
would get to stay overnight and that was a treat! Even though
they didn't play games with me and I was often put to work helping
Grandma with canning or other things she might be doing, I
felt loved! That meant a lot to a little girl!

So, did I get the photo's all in? No! But, today is another day...
a day to share more memories and remember loved one gone
away for a time. Hopefully, as my sister and I complete these
books, we'll know our ancestors better and recognize them when
we meet again in the hereafter. And, most importantly, our
children and grandchildren will come to know these wonderful
family members whose names they carry and the noble heritage
they have.