A Dusting of the Cobwebs: Remember...

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...

Sep 24, 2007

My Reminder Why...

I was very discourage today concerning my writing. I had visited quite a few other blogs and loved all that was written. Then that old feeling came up of, I don't measure up, and am not good enough to be writing, and a few other negative lines I bet most folks feel from time to time.

But I had to remind myself, that I was writing for my kids. (Kids?? age 41 and down)
to tell them things that happened in my life and some things that happened in my parents life, and family, as far as I can remember them. So I don't have to be perfect in writing, they will love me anyways.

So if any body elts who might find my writing interesting, your more than welcome to keep reading. To my surprise, I have enjoyed writing.