Showing posts from November, 2017

Update on Grant 2 weeks after surgery

Last week choosing their Christmas tree...

This week, Grant waiting at the doctor's office for his casts change.
I get the impression Grant does not like his wheel chair all that much.

 If having both legs in a cast up to his hips, does not  keep him down, I guess pretty much nothing will. 
PS  I just now thought of something. Looking at the date of this  post, it was 24 years ago today McKay, Grant's Dad, had his heart  condition corrected in San Francisco! He was in a wheel chair that  day too. I will see if I can find a picture. 

The husband who would not get out of bed

Okay, so I gotta relive this story.

Last month we needed to spend the night in Morgan Hill. The plan 
was next morning I had a Dr appt in Santa Clara, 30 minutes from 
there, about my odd heart beat.

Den and I both went to bed about 10pm. Around midnight I was 
still awake so I got up to get a snack. I had just turned around the 
corner from our hotel bedroom to the small living room area, when 
suddenly flashing lights continued to fill the room. At the same 
time a blaring alarm was beeping continuously!

SO very very LOUD. Over and over, with no break.

Thinking in hindsight, I should have felt the hotel room door for 
heat and if it was cool, then I should open it, and Den and I would 
both get outside.

But, I didn't.

I quickly walked over to Den who was still in bed, but of course 
awake by now. Well sort of.

“It’s the fire alarm. We need to get out of here!” I shouted above 
all the noise.

He said right back at me, “No it’s not. Just go back sleep.”

“Den it won’t stop. It’s so LOUD. Let’s get OU…

One very helpful question!

I hope to remember this when I need it!

Gretchen Rubin is one of my favorite authors, and she has a 
podcast that she does each week with her sister, that I never miss. 

This little 4 minute excerpt from just this past week, could be SO 
helpful in some situations when you are stuck and it appears 
there is no solution.

Don't miss the example Gretchen uses in her own life at 2:43.

On a similar note, here's another one from a close friend of mine. She will say this to her Dr if he
doesn't have the solution to a medical dilemma:

"Can you direct me to someone who would 
have the answers to my questions?"


It's hard being so far away when our kids are going through tough things. 

Very early yesterday morning in Massachusetts, McKay and 
McKenna took Grant to Shriners' hospital for his long awaited 
surgery to help correct his club feet. 

I hung by my phone all day waiting for pictures and they have sent 
me many. 
Thank you Kelly! (McKenna's mom who is there with them thank goodness)

Some before surgery pictures...

And after...

The pictures look good and reassuring to me. But then I learned this  morning that last night was very tough. He cried all night.  But they say he's better today. 
So hard being so far away and all I can do is pray. But I do know prayer is powerful, and I will rely on that for now.
We still don't know why Grant's first club foot video went viral,  but it did.

Take a look

This wedding video is so well done! 

My niece McKenzie made this from her sister Lauren's wedding in 
Ohio last summer. 

McKenzie is only 18, but seriously, this looks like a professional 
job. Some just have that kind of talent. 

I love watching my sister Robin and Dave dance....

If he hadn't have made it, I wouldn't be here.

My Great Great Grandparents,  Mary and Luman Walker LeMaster, Jr 
My Great Great Grandpa Luman was shot right 
through the left breast while fighting the Civil War in 
Tennessee in 1863 as a volunteer 
when he was 21 years old.
The bullet went through his first and second ribs on 
his left side and lodged within the thorax. 
He spent months in 2 hospitals before being 
discharged with 1/2 disability.
He then met and married Mary Keziah Chew who was 
the daughter of Dr. Ezekiel Cooper Chew. 
Some of us have wondered through the years if Dr. 
Chew was helping treat Luman's wounds, and that is 
how he met Dr. Chew's daughter Mary. 
We can only guess.
What I do know, is if Luman had not survived that 
gunshot wound so close to his heart,  my grandmother and my mother  would never have been born.
I would not be here. 
My children would not be here.  Neither would my grandchildren. 
And all of my loved daughters in law  would not be in our family. 

My nieces and nephews and their children 
would not be here.

We couldn't figure out where they disappeared to

Yesterday I got this text from my sister Peggy....

So then I thought....uh,  Do I remember seeing this article about our Dad in the Ensign? 
It was in 1991. We were in the throes of parenting, barely coming 
up from air to know what anyone else was doing. 
I think my parents casually mentioned it to me back then. 
Anyway, I thought I'd look it up, and actually read it today. 
January 1991 issue "For some people, running a 26-mile marathon just isn’t enough of a challenge. 
Sixty-year-old Dick Rozier, a high priest in the Fresno Eighth Ward, Fresno 
California Stake, is such a man. Brother Rozier knows something about enduring 
to the end. “Enduring to the end,” in this case, means running for more than 
one hundred miles within a 24-hour period. Brother Rozier, a veteran marathon runner with twelve Boston Marathons behind 
him, is a proven ultra-distance runner. Most races have a set distance over 
which runners try to make the best time. In this particular type of ultra-run, 
however, the …

Before the door bell started ringing

So while waiting for the Trick or Treaters to begin knocking at our 
door, I sat on the couch by Den and told him about this song I had 
heard for the first time earlier in the day.

Usually, he does not like my music, and I don't much care for his. 

But I said, "Maybe this one will be different for you."

It sounds so sweet. And sort of 1950s style. 

I told him that if I had any single sons left, I would give this song to 
him so he could play it for his true love after he finds her. 

But my daughters in law have all been found and loved, and they 
have their own songs. Besides, moms don't choose these songs.

So instead I played it for Dennis through iTunes. 

Then he wanted the lyrics, and sang it to me.

I never knew Halloween to be so romantic. 
It's all about the moments, right?

The grands on Halloween

Our little Grands, and their costumes from last night! 

I'm starting with what appears to be the only parents who dressed up this year....
1. Tyler and Karen in Vancouver, Washington

This is like going back to my high school days.  Normal clothing back in my day. 

Leo, Juliet, and Richie
2. Then we go to Massachusetts for Grant, Annie, and Scarlett Who thankfully left Manhattan earlier yesterday  just 2 hours before all the violence there.

3. The twins just leaving our house after trick or treating. I laughed watching Amy take pictures of them. Anyone could have been under that black shadow costume!

4. Love how Erin is in the picture with her girls! First, Cami.

And then, with Violet!

And back to one of the hippies...
Tyler you need to get your peace sign up a little higher. 
Just ask your Uncle Richard.

From my journal in 1970 when I was 16.
This excerpt written the night after Richard 
graduated from high school:
"I went to Dick's graduation last night. He held up the peace sign 
all the time…