A Dusting of the Cobwebs: Doing it again...

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...

Feb 8, 2021

Doing it again...

04/23/2008

I have terrible feelings coming up again. I see mothers who seem to be able to do it all. Raise a family, be great cooks, Inside of houses that seem to be coming right off the pages of Magazines, have decent clothing for informal groupings,( not over done) to meet informal, but dressy clothing. Collage degrees, have worked in the work field and have honors for doing so. Have many talents that they are working on, and accomplish them.
They seem to have been very successful with their time here on earth.

Then I look at my self...I have a few dormant talents, 6 kids, and nothing else. I feel I have wasted my time, and I don't even know where it went.

(Draft written by mom but never posted 💗)

A Dusting of the Cobwebs