Dear Annie, I would have just emailed these pictures to you but for some reason my hotmail account would rather have me share them with you on my blog. I hope you are having a beautiful Thanksgiving day with Greg and Family! I think of you often and I am forever thankful that I got to know Gavin and learn from him and share so many FUNNNN times with him. These pictures are from two years ago. It was a beautiful day and of course none of the guys wore shirts to dinner! This was my first and last attempt at making my own Thanksgiving dinner. It turned out better than I could have hoped for but the company was the best part! Hope you enjoy! Love Jane
This has been one of my favorite songs for a long long time. I can remember the first time I heard it. I was holding my moms hand in the mall and saw Sinead on TV and asked my mom why that girl wanted to shave her head. She told me "because she just wanted to." That made a lot of sense back then and it still does.
Today I am remembering my grandmother and her childlike faith. I found these pictures and wanted to share them with other members of the fam. I love love love this hymn because it was one of her favorites and I can hear her singing it when it is being played in church.
Lead, kindly Light, amid th’encircling gloom, lead Thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home; lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.
I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years!
So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still will lead me on.
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till the night is gone,
And with the morn those angel faces smile, which I
Have loved long since, and lost awhile!
The words are so fitting to her, and to her children, and to her children's children. My mother often tells me that my grandmother and I were cut from the same cloth. Which is a huge compliment if you ask me. Isn't she so cute?
In La'ie there are only a few truly beautiful things. When the Leonard’s Jr. Malasada truck comes around it happens to be one of the more stunning attractions. Apparently the Malasada truck and I come to town at the same time. This has lead many to believe that I might in fact just live on the truck and hop off for a visit when it rolls into La'ie. That is one theory anyway...
So I broke my toe ...I mean KARLY broke my toe...while I was in Hawaii this last week. The new room mate (Erika Johnsen- not to be confused or mistaken for any kind of Erin Johnson replacement) was helpful enough to consult the internet to help me diagnose my injury correctly. This is what we found. I mean really? Put all of your weight on the supposedly broken appendage and see if your weight buckles underneath you? Really?
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