Sunday, May 8, 2011

May 8, 2011

Not to much was exciting this week. We did a lot on the garden. Willard got the onions, peas and cabbage planted. I got the flower pots almost done and the patio put together.

We are trying to get ready for dinner group that will be this Friday. I have been working on some napkin rings to got with the dinner setting. I got new place blue place mats to go with my blue dish set.

On Saturday, Willard and I did four batches of jam, strawberry, raspberry, blackberry and mix berry. It only took us about hour and a half. We were trying to empty out the freezer to prepare for this years crop. I still have berries left that needs to be made into jam.


This morning the children went to sing at Meadowlake and then for sacrament. They did a great job. Here is a picture of the children at practice.

Friday I didn't get the call to release me from jury duty so that means I will have to go in sometime next week for a further interview. I have got to find someway of getting out of it because of the financial hardship to our household.

A Tribute to my Mom

Since this is Mother's Day, I would like to make a tribute to my mother Betty Shortridge Holsinger. My mom was far from perfect. She had a temper if you pushed her to far, she swore when she got mad and even had to get married. But I have long forgotten and forgiven all of her imperfections because all the things she taught me far out shines her faults. One of the earliest lessons she taught me, which I never forgot was about love.. One day when I was 4 or 5, I got in trouble and I started to cry very loudly "Mother doesn't love me anymore", (this hadn't been the first time) Well, I had pushed mom to the brink and she came storming in my bedroom. She shook and yelled at me that she loved me and she never wanted to hear that again. Well, I got the point and never did I say that again! I saw that I had hurt her to her core and I didn't want to cause her that pain again. Also most importantly I learned was that just because someone is upset with you doesn't mean that they don't love you. She taught me about love. She wasn't one to give hugs or pampering us kids, but we knew she loved us because of all the service she did for us. First of all, she agreed to a very difficult marriage that combined two different households. There was much contention because of the dynamic of each child's needs due to her divorce and Dad's first wife's death. She had so many difficult situations to deal with without any outside help. She did the best with the skills and knowledge that she had. She loved each child whether or not she had giving birth to them and saw that each child had an opportunity to develop their talents. As the home got more empty the conflicts were reduced and she finally fell in love with Dad. Her example of perseverance and overcoming such personal challenges have had a great effect on my life.

The greatest gift that she gave me was the example she taught was one of excellence and dedication to the Lord. She always did her best at anything she did. She was an excellent seamstress, (she made all my cloths including my wedding dress), excellent in crocheting and embroidery, superb organist (in 15 years she went to hardly being able to play the organ to Stake organist playing Bach Prelude and Fugues), excellent drama director (doing 2 major productions a year), fantastic make up artist, great genealogist, a great gardener and canner (we had a freezer and cellar full but of fruits and vegetables that she preserved) and best off all excellent wife and mother who always did her best to support her husband and children. She taught by example lessons of service, charity, cleanliness, longsuffering, and enduring to the end with excellence. Her faith in the Lord never wavered through all her hardships and trials which were many. Her love of the Lord and obedience to the commandments were exemplified in her service to her family and the Lord. She accomplished much in the 47 years that she was on the earth and left a great legacy for her posterity. I still miss her very much and wish sometimes I could just talk with her and get some motherly guidance. I am so thankful for my mother and even for her trials because by her example I know that I may once again can be with her again, if I follow her example of striving for excellence.

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