A Dusting of the Cobwebs: Are you saying goodby...

A Dusting of the Cobwebs....

welcome to my blog!
...allow me a brief introduction...

In a reacent conversation with my daughter, her questions were why I, and her Dad were so quiet about our lifes? Meaning writing or telling about our own personal historys.

I didn't think there was anything important to write about. As I was just a normal person, getting up in the morning and getting the day started, getting kids off to school, or meeting schedules of the whole family, cleaning house, and landry. Keeping little ones busy, and changing diapers, comming home fixing dinner, helping with homework, putting kids to bed, watch some news, go to bed. And then do it all over again the next day. Then some days was teaching lessons in Primary, RS, MIA, Sundayschool, cub scouts, or helping at schools, ect. Family home evening, Visiting teaching, and even some Home teaching and being the family schaefer. most of the time we had one car, 6 kids, one working husband. Oh yes, the multi years of music lessons, and baseball teams, coaching, and even one major jumproap champion, for one daughter.

We had trials too. some were very hard, just thinking about a single memory of losing our son, brings tears. But we are told that this life is to meet trials, and how we handle them will be for our own eternal growth.

A very wise Stake President, President Alred, once said "We are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity. We will work by the sweat of our brow, to work our way through this life... But remember we are here to be schooled in the principles of eternity."

So, I welcome you to my blog. Please feel free to stay and go as you please, and wander where you wish. And, as always, feel comfortable in sharing those stories that you may feel are just "an every day" thing as well...

Mar 27, 2008

Are you saying goodby...

I think one of the hardest experiences of life, is to watch someone on the edge of this life, and moving toward the next. A young father trying desperately to keep his family together, as his wife lay in a hospital bed, edging toward the end of this life. Laying in a Coma, with the Dr. saying that there is much brain damage.

I see the tender love he has for her, and the love in the faces of the children for their parents. He is trying to stay strong for his children's sake, but inside is a different story.

Many prays are lifting unto heaven in their behalf, with hopes and prayers of all who surrounds them...

We don't understand how fragile our marvelous human bodies are, and how easily they can be damaged, or how short the time we have here, really is...

Maybe we should consider what is really important to us...

Update: Elaina Brimhall, Kevin's wife, died today 3-31-08 in Provo, Utah

Lynn was asked to conduct the funeral service for Elaina on Sat 3-5-08.
Burg Mortuary, in Provo Utah. She will be buried in Provo City Cemetery.

Kevin is Verl and Sharon Brimhall son. Verl is my Brother.

A Dusting of the Cobwebs