Tuesday, September 20, 2016

Writer's Block

Books Began But Not Finished

I love to write and have started many books. It may not be obvious from my simple words written in this blog, but I have always wished to one day be a published author. Below are some of the manuscripts I have begun, but never finished:

1) Many years ago when Emily was in Kindergarten in Boise and dreaded riding the bus, I wrote a children's book that I actually did finish, but was lost in one of our many moves. The plot was about a little girl named Emily Elizabeth who hated to ride the bus, but started having magical experiences as needed to help other riders. One day on the way home she took them by a tree that would grow any item of food they wanted for them to pick when one of the students was hungry. There were a whole week of stops and adventures on the ride home. Finally her mother worked out other arrangements and Emily no longer needed to ride the bus home, but she chooses to continue riding because "the other kids need her now" as she makes the bus ride better for everyone. It was really a charming little tale and I am sad it went missing. 

2) I wrote 10 different chapter headings or beginnings to 10 different chapters of a book called "Hamburgers in Heaven". They were not actually part of the book I was going to write, but a separate little book itself to start the focus of each chapter. I took each different part of the hamburger at the beginning of each chapter and compared it to each of my children, husband, in-laws, etc. with the grandkids being the condiments. I thought it was pretty clever, but never could get the book to go along with the idea...yet anyway.

3) In the temple I had the impression to write a book called "525,600" as that is how many minutes there are in a year. It was going to be about an evaluation of one year in my life and see if it was a life worth living. Hoping to inspire other people that their lives were lives worth living as well. I started this book twice and actually each time wrote many chapters about the events in my life at that time and things I learned as I lived. Maybe I can still finish it, but I started to feel like I was moralizing and wondered who would really want to read about my life and observations. I need to be better about taking a risk before I leave this earth without finishing a book of some kind!

4) In Hood River I had the idea to have a grade school class write letters to Santa as a class assignment (and even contacted a school and left letters for teachers asking if they would help me). I wanted to take some of those letters with deeper requests and answer each one in a chapter of the book from heaven's perspective using the scriptures and other inspired works. My goal was to give the world and the next generation a bit of hope stemming from a child's perspective of concerns they have here. I think it might have been powerful, but I could not get a teacher interested. Maybe I can use my grandkids and children one day instead?


5) Then I decided to write a simple straightforward novel, which was actually the hardest. I started from the perspective of a woman in a catatonic state where her body was frozen or not functioning, she would just sit and stare, but her mind still worked inside her head trapped in this broken body. The book was from her observations or point of view. She had witnessed a grandchild drown in her pond and could not get past the fog or shock of it. Her children were deciding whether or not to institutionalize her. I only got about 3 chapters and felt it was a little dark and perhaps not inspiring and that is the kind of message I want to leave. Perhaps I could have turned the story around to a more uplifting place, but I stopped before I got there. Quitter I guess.

So now I have to decide if I continue with one of these themes, find a new idea or inspiration to pursue or give up on my dream realizing I do not have the talent....hopefully I do not choose the third option.






3 months later: I have actually started a new book. "Angels Shelved" that I plan to finish whether it is bad or not. I just at least need to have one book completed before I leave this earth. I am posting part of it on angelsshelved.blogspot.com. I am enjoying the journey of the writing process....creating new characters and friends. It is about a teenaged girl not sure her existence is of any value and giving it one year to decide if she should continue on or not. The chapters switch back and forth between heaven and earth. There are a team of her ancestors assigned in heaven to help her on her earthly journey. I believe our ancestors do help us here. Hope I finish and it is decent!

Monday, September 19, 2016

Autumn 2016...continuing the tale

AUTUMN 2016 (Mtn. Green)

After wrapping up my first 57 years in a little history of my life (184 pages), I thought it would be awhile before I had much more to share. But life rushes on with so many experiences and I do not want to forget, so here we go again...

Not even four months after we moved to Mtn. Green a request went out in our area for a home to house the missionaries. The boundaries of the companionship covered 25 wards over two Stakes. After seeing the need, I asked Roger if he felt we should offer. He said we would be willing at some point, but since we had recently moved in and still had much to do for the home, including getting a range/stove for the basement, he wanted to wait a year. I said that would be fine and sent a prayer heavenward that we would be willing at some point to house the missionaries, but had decided to wait a year, so if we were needed before that time He needed to let us know in some way we would recognize. 

The next week I got an email from our Bishop saying that they had prayed about it and felt our home would be the right place for the missionaries to live. Not much clearer message than that I suppose. Many people, including our two former-missionary sons, said they felt we should just say no, but that did not feel right. We have plenty of room and all of our children live out of state, besides how could I deny that it was definitely a clear answer to my prayer. So Brother Hancock over mission housing for the Utah Ogden Mission came out to inspect and said he really felt the spirit in our home and answered all of our concerns in a manner that we were willing to give it a try. 

On Labor Day we purchased a stove for the basement and on September 7th two darling sister missionaries moved in...Sister Swain from New Hampshire and Sister Richens from Indiana. We may have Elders in the future and we have the option to have them move out before the 2 years if any of our children need to move in, but we are off on another adventure!




The night before the sisters were set to move in I received a phone call from Catholic Community Services. I had filled out paperwork to help with the refugee program and a mother and her three young children (2,4 and 7) were arriving at the Salt Lake airport at midnight September 6th and had no one to welcome them to America from the Congo. So I was on another late night adventure to welcome Vumilia, Moses, Joshua and Deborah who only spoke Swahili to America:

Deborah tied to Vumilia's back at the airport.
Moses loved taking picture with my phone (in their new apartment).

With so much going on at home, I hesitated to leave, but we had a trip to New York planned for some time to see the city with the Sowbys and spend a few days at the Hales' cabin on Loon Lake in the Adirondacks, so in September off we went on another adventure! We were in NYC on 9/11 exactly 15 years after the original bombing. It was both powerful and humbling to be there. We saw Times Square, Phantom of the Opera, Chinatown, Little Italy, took the ferry by the Statue of Liberty, went to the New York stock exchange, saw the 9/11 Memorial, the Trinity Church and many many Deli's while experiencing city life before taking the train to Upper State New York and enjoying all the beauty and history there. We are extremely blessed to be able to experience all we have.


NYC on 9/11 2016

Hiked to vistas of Loon Lake and Lake George with Sowbys and Hales.






Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Insights with Age

INSIGHTS with AGE- I will be 57 years old this week. Time is an odd entity. One’s body ages, but not their spirit or soul really. I suppose we feel the same inside eternally, maybe just a little wiser. I hope I am learning the things I need to learn while I am here. Things I would never have supposed and hope to remember:

LOVE-I know this is the most important item we came to earth to learn about and understand. It sounds so easy, but it much more difficult than we mortals perceive. It is not just an act, but becomes a part of you. It is not just what you give, but what you become. In Bend we lived near recently widowed Carla Donaldson. She shared a story with me about when her husband returned to her after he had passed away. She was in bed and could not move. He stood at the foot of her bed and wanted to let her know that “the most important thing here is love”, just loving one another. Mother Teresa (a hero of mine) said, “If we judge people we do not have time to love them”. Love makes us vulnerable, but also makes our lives far more beautiful to ourselves and others.





HAPPINESS- Chelsea said to me once as a child that “no one could make us happy, but ourselves”. I know this to be true, but at times struggle with melancholy. I feel things deeply. I over-think things and am perhaps a bit homesick for our heavenly home? I am not sure why, because do I know and appreciate how truly blessed I am. I know that “things” do not make us happy, in fact maybe the opposite. I see (and read) how happy the people of Africa who have nothing are. They do not focus on or worry about temporal items, but those around them. The top 10 countries that are ranked the “happiest” are some of the poorest. There have been studies on what makes truly people happy and they have found: experiences over things, having relationships or group connections where we meet together at least once a month. Buying a new item can only make a person temporarily happy and money up to $75,000 a year can help families be happy, so their basic needs are met, after that it does not affect our happiness. On people’s death beds their regrets never focus on the tangible, but on relationships and opportunities they missed out on.

RELATIONSHIPS-are the most meaningful part of life that bring us the most joy and the most sorrow. I believe that every person’s path we cross is not by coincidence in the grand scheme of things. I think we are all here to help one another home. Families are the most important relationships that we have, ones that perfect us, humble us and teach us all the qualities we need to learn…compassion, patience, understanding, truly loving unconditionally and many more. But each person whose life we collide with can create a moment of accountability as well. I know I have wandered through life not always realizing and appreciating my fellow man as greatly as I should.

BEING in the PRESENT- “the past is history, the future a mystery, but today is a gift and that is why it is called the present”….wise words from Kung Fu Panda. A cousin also posted that “focusing too much on the past manifests in depression, focusing too much on the future causes anxiety and focusing on the present brings peace.” I have not been good at this. I know I focus too much on the future and am always looking ahead. In small doses this is called organization, but I wish I had been more in the present and really savored each experience I was having. Hopefully I still have time to do better and others I love will as well.

WEIGHT- life is full of “weighty” matters, but one of them should not be our weight!!! I feel this with all of my heart. While it is good to be healthy and take care of our bodies, I believe that one of Satan’s tools to distract us from more important things is to have us worry about our weight. Don’t. Know beauty is not based on size. I read back through my journals and am horrified I was even worried about my weight when I was a very slim young woman and did not appreciate where I was physically pretty much ever. I was blessed with a healthy, strong body and should not have let thoughts of weight derail more positive productive ones. This is so disheartening. Do not make my mistake.

Wearing my wedding dress (lovingly made by my mother) over 37 years later (June 2016) with the back not zipped closed and the waistband girth increased with rubber bands for Miss Havisham's character in the book "Great Expectations" by Charles Dickens. Live life fully with no regrets, don't let size or the past limit you.


I felt I should end this first portion of my history with my testimony. I am not sure how many years the next portion will cover (and someone else may have to publish it), but this is it for now. A random place to end at 57 years old, but it covers a lot of life lived.

I do have a testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I have had too many experiences to doubt that God does exist. I believe we have a loving Father in Heaven who cares about us more than we can comprehend and that He sent our older Brother Jesus Christ to earth to show us the way and help us home. Christ took upon himself our pain and anguishes as well as our sins if we will let him. I know a relationship with the Holy Ghost and listening to his promptings are vital to being led through earth-life's maze. I believe we still have living prophets and apostles on the earth, like in Christ's time, to help us not be deceived and that the scriptures are truly our "letters from home" to comfort and guide us along our journey here. I know that families are sacred and the most important organization and unit on earth, that families are also here to love and support one another on our journey's back to heaven. I believe it does not matter how long we live here, but that we do the best with the time we are given. That we are not here to check off a list of things that need to be accomplished, but that we are here to become what we need to become and grow more like our Father in our efforts. Cherish life and cherish one another.
Eternally, Mother Teresa 

Sunday, July 3, 2016

Kids and Grandkids 2016

GRANDKIDS and KIDS CURRENT CHECK-IN 2016
Families grow and change daily, but here are some recent photos of the Christensen crew and what they are all doing currently for this brief moment in earth-life time:

We started this all....
May 2016...grandkids just missing Ben

Grammy with BenE at Huntsville Park May 2016

HUBER FAMILY -live in Twin Falls, Idaho. Darren is an accountant for Cliff Bar and Emily is back in college working on a Radiology Technician degree. Their children all attend Xavier Charter School and they all enjoy outdoor activities…camping, rafting, biking, snow boarding, climbing and all.


HALLE (14)- is a lovely, quite-grown-up, young woman who loves to read fantasy and does not like “happy endings”. She is in student government and recently spoke at her 8th grade graduation. 


ASHLEY (12)- is very imaginative. She likes to draw and create and makes you feel good by giving the best hugs. One time she would not go into her soccer game because of the smell on the field.


JAKE (8)- is an intense, older-than-his-age, little man. He is very aware of his surroundings and life events in general and is an outstanding, quite coordinated athlete.


KARLEY(almost 6)- is a full-of-life, busy little bee, very concerned with fashion and appearance. Independent is another word that describes this tender girl who likes to play with and dress dolls.


PLATT FAMILY- live in Vancouver, Washington. Greg has his own business “Platt Auto” that specializes in electric cars. He also recently purchased his own plane and wants to become a pilot. Stephanie retired from her bank job to become a full-time mom and loves purses.


BEN (2)-is a handsome, busy little boy who is very self-entertained and on the go. He lives too far away, but has Platt grandparents near and likes to go on their boat with them.


Ben at Big Beach in Maui July 2016

BUTTARS FAMILY- live in Boise, Idaho. Ryan is an artist (with artwork up around town) who currently works at Woodland Empire Brewery. Chelsea is working in vinyl arts. Beloved bulldog Farfel is 8.







TAYLOR FAMILY- live in Rexburg, Idaho. Greg works for a Farm Insurance Company and travels much of the west and even to Iowa. Hailey is a full-time mom who beautifies things around her. They have a therapeutic riding arena with seven horses.


CASH(5)-has an amazing attitude dealing with all the surgeries, therapies and daily battles of spina bifida. He is in gymnastics, can flip a mean wheelie and do a 360 in his wheel chair. 


Hailey writes an inspiring blog called learning2roll.blogspot.com





KYLIE(2)- is a tall, talkative, darling, little diva-princess who will finally be my friend. She does well sharing the spotlight with big brother and is very grown-up for 2 years old.






KC and MACEY- live in Waxahachie, Texas. KC is a chemical engineer for Owens Corning who has been promoted much in his two years there. Macey recently retired from teaching 4th grade and is actively engaged in good things and enjoying making their new house on Wildflower a home. 



KEEGAN and LIRENZA- live in Orlando, Florida. Keegan is doing his college online while working at Red Lobster and waiting to be Prince Charming or Eric. Lirenza is also working on college courses while employed at Disney World as Princess Ariel and Anna.





Inspirational Stories

INSPIRATIONAL EVENTS or MINI-MIRACLES


I truly believe if we look closely at our lives we will see Heaven's Hand in our lives every day. The veil is thin and we just forget to look and acknowledge. I have experienced many times thoughts or songs in my head to answer a prayer, a street light that will go on during the day unexpectedly or other unexplained events. I want to include a few in this section. Not to be pompous, but to share I believe in heavenly intervention.



Pennies from Heaven:

Often pennies appear in my life at odd times or in odd places to let me know heaven is near. I truly believe that. Even on the front of a penny are printed the words "Trust in God" to remind us to trust our unknown futures to an all knowing God. My seminary kids would always tease me about places I would find pennies or friends would contact me when they found a penny in an strange place. The most unusual penny-place was when I was driving down the highway on Mount Hood to speak in sacrament meeting at a nearby town The Dalles. KC was riding with me and I was nervous for the talk. As we buzzed down the road at 55 miles an hour a penny rolled down the windshield of our blue Astro Van and wedged itself in the windshield wiper. If it rolled from off the top of the van it was defying gravity. The only other explanation was that it dropped literally from heaven. KC was skeptical, but all things are possible!



Angels Clearing the Path:

I mentioned in an earlier section that I have had a fear of bad road conditions ever since a seminary student and her sister that I visit taught were killed on icy roads just below our home in Hood River. I was too distressed to drive home from Idaho that winter 2009 (Keegan even missed school because of my fears). Finally we headed out from Boise and drove into a terrible storm with white-out blizzard conditions. I could not see and drove 35-40 miles per hour for six hours trying to stay on the road. We came to a road sign warning us of a bad stretch with low visibility ahead, Keegan asked jokingly what the rest had been, but I was scared. I shared with him the Old Testament story of Elisha and the chariots of fire on the hills and how there were more people to help us than we could see with our physical eyes. We said another prayer and as we finished two snow plows and a de-icer truck all pulled out in front of us and guided us through the awful part of the canyon pass. I know they were our guardian angels sent when I could no longer endure driving the journey alone. High winds later plummeted us along the gorge, which Keegan hates more than ice and snow, but we continued to pray and made it home safely after double the normal travel time and fear level.  The snow plows and de-icer were our miracle that day.




Texted Answer for Prayer:

Spring 2015 I was having a very tough morning and had gone into my closet to kneel in prayer and was pouring out my heart to heaven while weeping. As I left the closet with tears still on my face I heard my phone ping that I had received a text. A friend said she had stopped mid-project to send me the text with a scripture reference she felt so prompted. The scripture was from one of my very favorite Old Testament stories about King Hezekiah, but I had never connected with this verse in this way before: 2 Kings 20:5- "I have heard thy prayer. I have seen thy tears: behold I will heal thee." Truly God lives and He is near!




Scriptures that inspire me:

James 1:5 in Primary (first scripture memorized)
Isaiah 40:31 and 41:10 as a youth
Proverbs 3:5-6 and Roman 8:28 as a younger mom
1 Nephi 1:20 and 3 Nephi 18:20 recently 
Many many give me comfort.

Friday, July 1, 2016

Mountain Green, Utah 2016 -?

The view from Harvest Point Circle's front door May 2016 
Front view of 5942 Harvest Point Circle home


MOUNTAIN GREEN, UTAH - 2016-?
As previously mentioned our moved to Mtn. Green was a miracle move. We had decided to stay in NSL for the next few years and then look for a home with a large gathering room, bedrooms on the main level and possibly closer to Roger’s work in Ogden (after we paid down our mortgage so we could make an offer without a contingency). But I guess we were supposed to move earlier for some yet unknown reason. I do not think many people have a random stranger knock on their door when their home is not even on the market and offer to buy it. We had seen and liked the Mtn. Green home earlier. This Harvest Point Circle home was still on the market, but we did one last sweep-search from North Salt Lake to North Ogden to make sure that it was where we were supposed to be. The house was definitely too big for us with 6600 square feet, but it had everything we wanted and more. We decided since some of our friends had cabins, this was our combo house/cabin. (I will omit the price, but it was over 10X the cost of our first house). It was only 20 minutes from Roger’s work, but still in a lovely mountain setting and had room for all the family to visit . They all did come to visit shortly after we moved.

Back/side view of Harvest Point Circle home

Back decks and fish pond

Side of the house with a bridge over the stream



All of our children, grandchildren and my parents came to stay for Keegan’s wedding in May only two and a half weeks after we moved in. There were 23 of us total under one roof. I worked from 6:00 A.M. to 9:00 P.M. every day but Sundays to get everything unpacked and ready. Keegan and Lirenza were hit broadside in my car two days before the wedding, but they were okay. The Honda was not however which complicated the driving situation, but turned out to be a blessing. My car was larger so they were not injured when hit and their car was available to drive to Florida and not be in a repair shop for over two weeks. The Taylor’s arrived first on Wednesday the 11th (the day of the wreck) and Hailey started working on the wedding cake. KC and Macey were stranded in the Oakland airport overnight due to an NBA Finals game and the Platt’s flew in late that night. Buttars, Huber’s and my parents arrived on Thursday May 12th in time for the wedding dinner. After much searching I found a lovely place in Bountiful called The Canterbury Place that had room for us all and would prepare a dinner for the 120 family members. Their lemon chicken was excellent, the toasts were tender and the video of Lirenza and Keegan’s courtship so sweet. It was such a memorable nice night.


Brothers after KC's toast

The head table at The Canterbury Place wedding dinner


At 11:00 the next morning, Friday the 13th of May 2016, Keegan and Lirenza Noelle Gillette were sealed in the Salt Lake City Temple. It was a special love-filled sealing blending our two families. There were many photos taken at the temple grounds and then again before the reception at Liberty Park with all the family and the 14 bridesmaids and 14 groomsmen. It was quite a celebration. 

Keegan and Lirenza on the SLC Temple steps

Newlywed photo op at the Temple

The Christensen original six kids with new sister

The growing Christensen family with all 21 of us

The wedding party with 14 bridesmaids and 14 groomsmen

The reception that night began at 8:00 P.M. on the 3rd story of the Old Primary Children’s Psych Ward just above the Utah State Capitol. Lirenza’s Grandpa Wright owned the building and lived on the 2nd floor and Keegan and many family members from both sides worked for some time to get the place ready for their celebration. (before and after photos)

Keegan, Greg and others working on the reception place.

Keegan and Lirenza dancing at their reception.

So many people came to wish them well at the reception and maybe catch a glimpse of the Psych Ward on Friday the 13th? There was a jazz band playing, dancing (we had a mother/son dance to the Green Day song “Time of Your Life”) and a sparkler-tunnel exit before they headed off on a honeymoon to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico followed by a four-day drive to their new home in Orlando, Florida. Keegan literally had married his “Princess Bride”.

Their wedding cake Hailey made.

Groom with mother, bride with father wedding dance

After the newlyweds departed the rest of the family stayed around until Sunday and we hiked to Green Pond at Snow Basin, had dinner at Huntsville BBQ and a rousing game of ultimate frisbee in the park across the street. It was so fun to have everyone home all enjoying each other. Time went far too fast. Afterward Rog and I settled in to our new mountain life without any family in Utah. So weird. 
Roger has been working on many house maintenance projects and I have been trying to save the fish in our pond and weed the yard while dodging snakes. When we moved in we had over 30 fish of various colors and after returning from a trip to Rexburg (to help when Cash broke his leg), the numbers were down to about 16 due to chemicals and predators. I have cleaned the water, provided lily pads to hide under, a "scare-crane" and a net to keep large birds from carrying them off. Roger thinks I need more to do than save fish. 

Our new family history consultant calling may be helpful in that area. I truly have been gaining a testimony of finding my ancestors. Some of my favor experiences have been 1) finding little Pearl whose other family member's work was already completed, 2) spiritually connecting with spinster Ida Irene who never married and was in a boarding house in her 70’s, 3) Captain Hook’s only son William Walker Hook wanting his family work done including his son's Private Walker who was killed in the Civil War at only 18 from a shot to his groin, 4) finding the parents of Lutheran Reverend Michael Meyerhoeffer who died at 39 leaving nine children…and so many more. Hopefully this calling will help me get better at finding my ancestors and helping “turn the hearts of the children to their fathers” in general. 

On July 9th 2016 we held a section of a Christensen Family Reunion at this Mtn. Green home to help christen our new domicile. Over 60 family members of Roger's family came for breakfast and to hear words from our matriarch Grandma Bonnie Kay Lewis Christensen Welch (sort of like King Benjamin speaking to his people). Only the Taylor's and Huber's were able to come from our family unit since everyone had just been here for Keegan's wedding, but all of Roger's siblings and many of the other grandchildren and even great grandchildren were there. Hopefully Bonnie felt blessed by her posterity that day.

The Huber grandkids stayed with us for two weeks following the reunion since their mom had long days of clinicals for her rad-tech course. We had an action packed time together with passes to go to Seven Peaks water park, went on hikes (which Karley hated and howled much of the way), went to parks (one had the band Chicago playing a concert), to the library (since they are voracious readers), to lunch and dinner, a drive-in double feature movie, Lehi fun center, baseball game, Real Men can Cook fundraiser and a rodeo. Glad grandma can still keep up, albeit sunburned and exhausted. It was a good memory maker and generation bonder and made our home sing with life.

This section will remain unfinished as we are not done living here! We have already met some fun friends who live nearby named the Halls and have found we are nearly the oldest people in the ward. The nearest grocery store is over 10 miles away, but it is lovely to wake up to the beauty of the mountains and enjoy the many hikes in the neighborhood and nearby. One morning when walking the nature trails, I had the impression that this move was a gift from God...living at "Harvest Point" Circle, our harvest of blessings.... and #5942...I was born in '59 and then had 4 girls and 2 boys. I know I am weird, but I do believe our Father watches out for us and "all things work together for the good to them that love God".  Hopefully our lives are blessed here and we can bless and serve others. To be continued…..

Possible songs to be sung at my future funeral:
1) "For Good" from the musical Wicked
2) "Window to His Love" by Julie de Azevedo
3) "Each Life that Touches our for Good" Hymn #293
4) "Bring Him Home" from the musical Les Mis 
(maybe a medley of appropriate parts of my favorite songs from musicals...including #1 and #4)

Thursday, June 30, 2016

North Salt Lake 2009 - 2016


1076 E. Fairway Drive, North Salt Lake, Utah

NORTH SALT LAKE 2009-2016 
Welcome to Utah! We moved into our 13th home and the 7th house we owned the end of February 2009. I never thought I would want to, or like to, live in Utah, but I really liked it. (I have liked every place we have lived). Our new home at 1076 E. Fairway Drive was located in North Salt Lake on the 14th hole of Eaglewood Golf Course which Marley and I walked every morning. The yard was small, but having the open space behind us helped. It was hard to know where we were supposed to live, but this suburb was close to downtown Salt Lake City where Roger worked and the wood and stone finishes made us feel at home. Emily said she could see us living there when we looked at it and we finally did buy it with the second offer a month after the first. 
Keegan started school at South Davis Junior High which was huge school compared to WyEast. There were over 1000 students, but I need not have worried about him. Coming from the mission field, he feared he would no longer be different in Utah, so he wore a tie everyday to school for 2 months. When I asked him why, he said it was a good conversation starter. In the year and three months he attended there, he ended up playing on the basketball team (85 tried out), being in two musicals and voted best smile. He made many friends.  

Cousins Hannah and Cole at Keegan's Thoroughly Modern Millie.

Keegan as Trevor Grayson

Our ward was strong and talented, I wondered what we would have to offer, but I was shortly called to be first counselor in the Relief Society and then less than a year after arriving called to teach early morning seminary at Woods Cross High School. It was one of the few schools in the area that offered an early morning program along with release time. I taught in a building with 8 or 9 full time teachers, a principal and a secretary. It felt big time, more like a regular school class than the bonded close-knit classes in Oregon. I still loved it. There were 32 students in my first class and I team-taught with John Lund, a huge bear-hugging man. I taught at WX for over 2 years and even had Keegan in my class when he started at WXHS as a sophomore. We had waffle-Wednesdays until I was asked to stop (other teachers complained about the smell in the building and their students feeling left out), a movie marathon of “The Work and the Glory” series at my home for make-up during the D&C year and the principal said I was the only teacher he had never had any complains from students about. When I was called to be Relief Society President after 2 and 1/2 years, the Stake did not think I could do both callings. Principal Barrus suggested I substitute teach for the Davis Seminary District. So for the next five years I taught at every high school and many jr. highs in Davis County teaching four to six periods a day, a few days a week. It was a rush to get a call at 6:30 AM and have to be prepared to teach 30 plus high school students for 1 and 1/2 hour classes from a block of scripture I had just received. It was fun, growing, humbling  and spiritually enriching. 

I also updated my RN license for the state of Utah. After taking 32 continuing education credit hours on-line, filling out some paperwork and making the payment, I was a Utah RN. I got a job with Community Nursing Services working part-time giving flu shots around the valley at businesses and schools in the fall. It was flexible hours, helped me keep my nurse’s license and paid $20 per hour. I worked there several flu seasons.



The second summer we were in North Salt Lake KC returned home from his mission on June 25th, the same date he had left two years before. He had served an amazing mission and was returning to a new home in a new state and no one he knew. We welcomed him home at the Salt Lake Airport and the first thing he wanted to do was visit Temple Square. It took awhile for KC to be comfortable back in the land of plenty again. He felt we had way too much. His talk was wonderful and so moving. We took a family vacation to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, then KC, Keegan, Roger and I spent four days in Mexico City getting the real feel of what he experienced. It was crazy, intense, humble and the ward he had baptized 55 people in treated him like a returned rock star. My favorite part was to see how much the people loved my son. Even Keegan could feel it. Roger’s stomach struggled, but it was so interesting experiencing the sites and the people and the food. 

KC arriving at the SLC Airport June 2010.

The family welcoming KC home at Temple Square.

We had three floods in the first few summers in Utah. Two were from the sprinklers on the golf course breaking and creating a flood over our rock wall like Niagara Falls. The second time it even washed down several of the huge boulders and covered our basketball court with a foot of mud. The golf course took care of that one. KC shoveled mud off the stairs the first time and the third time our sprinkler system broke and filled our window well with water that burst the window and filled the basement with over a foot. (I was away when that one happened for Karley’s birth). We felt like Noah’s people with all the floods.
Karley Darren Huber was born August 27th, 2010 in Twin Falls, Idaho. I was able to go to Twin Falls and help for a few days until she got home from the hospital and all the family got to meet and bond, then took the older three siblings home to Utah for a week. Emily said that was the best part of the help and we all had fun too. 

The Huber's adding Karley to the family August 2010
Grandma Teresa with Karley 2010

Karley Daren Huber

All of us October 2010 in Twin Falls, Idaho for Karley's blessing.

A week after KC returned he was teaching Mission Prep class for our stake and a tall young woman with a mission call to Canada took a fancy to him. She invited him to institute class and a few other activities and after speaking with her Bishop and Stake President said she would stay home from her mission if he wanted to marry her. KC fasted and prayed and proposed on her mission farewell date in September. KC married Macey Elizabeth Garrett on December 28th, 2010 in the Bountiful Utah Temple. We had a family late luncheon with toasts at Tucanos Brazilian Grill in Salt Lake City (KC was so choked up Macey had to finish his speech) and then had a reception at the Wight House in Bountiful that night. The newlyweds took off to Victoria, Canada for their honeymoon, (since Macey did not get to serve her mission in Canada :-) and moved in with her 92 and 94 year old grandparents in Provo to tend them while attending college…KC at Brigham Young University and Macey finished up at University of Utah. 

KC and Macey married December 28, 2010


KC and Macey's reception in Bountiful December 2010



Roger’s mom also got remarried shortly after KC’s wedding. On January 15, 2011 Bonnie married Desmond Welch in his son’s home in Twin Falls. He was a very nice widower, former bishop (three times) and still worked tuning instruments at one of his music stores. It was a little uncomfortable for Roger, but we were all so happy she had a companion and would not be lonely.  Roger was getting more comfortable at his new bank, but still looking and considering a positions at another smaller bank and then one for a banking software business in Provo. Both were back and forth decisions, but Bank of Utah worked to keep Roger there and he still had a law suit from the FDIC hanging over his head that he wanted to wait for the outcome as well. 


Bonnie and Des January 15, 2011



Hailey and Greg had moved in with us after Christmas to prepare for the birth of their son with spina bifida. The baby had spoken to Hailey in the temple shortly after she discovered his situation. He called her mom and told her (paraphrased) that it was okay, that he had chosen this challenge. On January 26th, 2011 Hailey started labor pains and went to the University of Utah Hospital where they prepared her for a c-section. Cash Lawrence Taylor was born that night and whisked away to Primary Children’s Hospital before Hailey could even see him. He was beautiful and perfect from the waist up, but had a large sack of fluid containing part of his spine on his back and his legs were bent up over his chest with clubbed feet and it appeared his knees bent backwards. It almost looked pretend to me. Over the next week he would have a surgery to close his painful spine with open nerve endings and one to put a shunt in his brain to lessen the pressure of fluid. He was in the NICU about three weeks and then came home to our house. We were blessed to have that sweet family of three for a little longer and regularly as they continue to visit Primary Children’s for various surgeries and appointments. Cash is a champ. 

Cash in Primary Children's Hospital NICU.

Cash Lawrence Taylor born January 26, 2011.

The Taylor Family

Keegan had started high school at Woods Cross High School by this time. His theater director called him “brilliant” in the Haunted Dinner Theater and he gave up basketball to be in "Les Mis" and then later was “Sonny” in “Grease” and “Prince Eric” and “King Triton” in “The Little Mermaid”. I spent a lot of time volunteering with the WXHS theater program which both made me a little crazy and filled me with joy at various times. Keegan was also elected to be Student Body Vice President over Productions. On the closing night of “Little Mermaid”, a large Polynesian cut his long hair so he could get his photo to turn in his mission papers that night since the age had been lowered to 18 for young men to serve. 

Keegan as Combeferre (the philosopher) in Les Mis 2011.

Keegan in the Haunted Dinner Theater

Keegan as Sonny in Grease 2012

Keegan as Vince Fontaine in Grease

Keegan dancing in Grease 2012
Keegan as Prince Eric in The Little Mermaid 2013


Keegan got his mission call March 2013 while still in high school. He guessed he would be serving in Texas, I asked which mission since there were eight. He said the one with the smallest town and Macey said that would be Lubbock, so Keegan guessed Lubbock, Texas. When he opened his call a few hours later he read “Texas Lubbock Mission”. I thought he was joking and could not believe he guessed his exact mission out of 405 missions! He told me later that night it was because that was the last place he could see himself. Heaven does have a sense of humor! Keegan graduated from high school the 7th of June 2013 and left for the MTC (stayed only 12 days there) and then off to Texas on July 17, 2013. Keegan wrote an inspiring, faith filled blog while away. He touched many people’s lives here and in Texas.

Photo shoot for Craze Ageny and Senior picture

Keegan's high school graduation June 2013

Keegan in his missionary suit June 2013

Keegan going through the Bountiful Temple June 2013

Keegan's mission farewell June 30, 2013


Keegan in the Texas Lubbock Mission 2013-2015

Weeks after Keegan left, I was released as Relief Society President and was not really sure what to do with myself as both of those things had kept my life quite full. I went to the temple praying if I should be an ordinance worker and my answer was “why wouldn’t I”. I spoke with a temple presidency member and told him perhaps I should wait a few months because I had discovered that both Hailey and Stephanie were expecting just weeks apart (I got both emails the same day while we were on a Mediterranean Cruise with our friends the Hales and Sowby’s whom we have done several cruises with). President Phippen said I should not wait, that I needed to serve there immediately and he set me apart at the very moment to work on the Thursday shift at the Bountiful Temple from 10:00- 4:00. I served for nearly 2 and a half years (like a mission) from January 2013 to June 2016 (until we moved) and had many sweet and sacred experiences during that time. 
2014 had many more experiences:
The first few days of May I was asked to speak at the BYU Women’s Conference on the topic “Prayer a Matter of the Heart”. I teamed up with a harp player and our class filled an auditorium of over 500. Hailey helped put together an amazing power point presentation and it was a special experience. The week before, KC graduated from BYU in Chemical Engineering and he and Macey packed and moved to their new home in Waxahachie, Texas to work for Owens Corning there. 

KC graduation from BYU as a Chemical Engineer April 2014

On May 8, 2014 Kylie Elizabeth Taylor was  born in Rexburg to Greg and Hailey. She was a healthy, darling little thing who looked like her mother. She had to be on the lights for high bilirubin count for about a week, but we got to bring her home to their new house and Hailey took her in to the hospital daily to have her blood checked. The Taylor’s moved a week before Kylie was born to a home near their 5 acre property where they built a Therapeutic Riding Arena so Cash and others could ride their seven horses.

Kylie Elizabeth Taylor born May 8, 2014

Cash kissing his new baby sister

Kylie Elizabeth's blessing day July 2014

In July I was attending a conference in Sun River with Roger for work when we got the call on July 2nd, 2014 that Stephanie was in labor. I left from Sun Valley as fast as I could and drove to Vancouver, Washington arriving before Benjamin Evan Platt was born later that night. He was a beautiful boy, dark with black eyes. I stayed in Vancouver for a week with the Platt’s and would have stayed longer, but felt it was time to go. Roger and Chelsea drove up for a day to see the little man. Then my mom drove back with me in September for his blessing.The Huber’s came too. We had two new grand babies in two months! I had been concerned about both circumstances…Hailey had Cash with special needs and Stephanie finally getting a baby here after 12 years of marriage, but both went so well!


BenE coming home from the hospital July 2014


Benjamin Evan Platt blessed September 2014



BenE enjoying his bath

I was asked that year to serve on a committee for the Festival of Trees, which was the major fund raiser for Primary Children’s Hospital. I kept discovering more responsibilities the volunteer position entailed, but it served a great cause and raised over 2 million dollars annually. For 2015, I was asked to serve on the executive board, an even larger commitment, I had never been more tired than the week of 14-19 hour long days at the Festival itself. Once again it was an excellent cause and like pregnancy once it is over you forget how intense it was. I decided to serve again for 2016 since the learning curve was so steep. I hoped it would be easier the second time around and I would be of even greater assistance. 
July 15, 2015 Keegan finally returned after two full years of hard, valiant service. Four of his six friends had returned early from their missions which had been difficult for him. Keegan lost his luggage the first nine days there, broke his arm in a bike wreck and been given the most difficult companions due to his easy personality. He was able to give blessings of healing and convert many that would not be likely candidates as he served. His homecoming talk was so powerful everyone was crying and Daniel Johnson, one of the 1st Quorum of 70 in our ward, said it was the best missionary homecoming talk he had ever heard. He went to the pulpit with 6 short sentences on a piece of paper and spoke 45 minutes sharing his conversion as he converted others and connected each point with an experience he had while serving. His four sisters sang “Amazing Grace” which he sang at mission baptisms. It was an eternal event. 




Elder Keegan returning to the SLC Airport July 15, 2015.

Keegan greeting Lirenza after 2 years away.



The next month Keegan, Lirenza Gillette (his girlfriend before his mission) and I rented a car and drove back through Texas visiting Portales, Midland, San Angelo and Abilene, seeing people where he had served and ending up at KC’s apartment where we met up with Roger. It was so great once again to see how the people in the mission field loved my son.





Then the six of us drove on to Galveston where we joined the rest of the family for a 7 day Cruise of the Western Caribbean the last week of August (see vacation section). It was not perfect timing for all of those going back to school, but it was a neatly perfect vacation. We just wished the Platt’s had joined us to see Cozumel, Georgetown, Grand Cayman and Jamaica. We got home on Sunday night and Keegan and Lirenza drove to Utah State to begin college there on Monday morning. Keegan attended USU the whole year on a partial scholarship for leadership. Lirenza left to be Ariel at Disney World in January, but not before Keegan asked her to marry him on her birthday January 2nd down in San Diego. He then drove her to Florida carrying on a long distance relationship until May


Engagement photo in La Jolla California

Keegan proposing to Lirenza January 2, 2016 on a San Diego beach.


In August my faithful friend Marley and I were hiking to Elephant Rock during an open house to sell our home. She always led the way with gusto. I stopped at the top to make a phone call and Marley ran off the trail after some creature. She finally returned and we started down the mountain, however this time she lagged behind uncharacteristic of her. I kept stopping for her to catch up. She started to tremble, wobble and collapsed at my feet. It was not too hot, but I poured some water on her tongue which was hanging out. She looked at me with woeful eyes for a minute or two and was gone. I was devastated. I felt I had run my dog to death and was over a mile up the trail with a 90 pound pet. I sat on the trail with her head in my lap and sobbed. My phone had no reception so a woman let me use her cell phone to call Roger, but it would be some time before he could arrive. A man coming up the trail on his bike refused to leave a “crying woman with her dead dog” and three dainty, well-dressed women coming down the trail also helped. One walked the bike and the rest of us took part of Marley and did a three (and sometimes four) person dance down the hill. I held her head and wept intermittently. The man (who was a bishop) reminded me that in heaven when all the dogs were discussing their deaths Marley could share that she passed on a hike on a mountain. Roger arrived with a quarter mile to go and threw Marley over his shoulder and carried her to the car. We drove her to the vet, who sent us to the humane society to deal with her burial/cremation. We had to stop for a state bike race Tour of Utah blocking the way for an hour while Roger watched and we waited in the car. As I looked back on this traumatic event I realized it had totally been in Heaven’s hands. Roger wanted to have Marley put to sleep and had even taken her to the vet once and had two other appointments we did not make. I had prayed that we would not have to take this decision into our own hands, but that she would pass naturally when the time was right. I wrote this the day before Marley died, “Woke up early with these words singing in my mind...."For courage to accept thy will, to listen and obey"....a little worried what is coming.” I have to believe it was an answer to my prayers however hard. Marley lived over twelve good years and I miss her often. (The vet said the altitude probably contributed to her death).

Bonneville Trail overlooking SLC, a place Marley and I often hiked.

Marley's 12th birthday May 28, 2015

Many blessings happened over the seven years we were in North Salt Lake. It was hard to leave. I wrote some reasons why I thought we were supposed to be there in my journal a few years after we arrived: 1) KC’s wife was only 11 houses away. 2) A doctor who worked at Primary Children’s Hospital in NICU Dr. Con Yost was only two doors down 3) Hailey could live with us while she had Cash and his appointments there 4) They needed me to teach seminary (not so sure about that one, I may have just been trying to convince myself) and 5) Keegan got to be a part of an awesome theater program to develop his talents.

A Harry Potter Thanksgiving in North Salt Lake


Christmastime sugar cookie and gingerbread man decorating 2015

In August 2015 we put our home on the market for a few weeks attempting to purchase a home in our current ward with bedrooms on the main floor for Cash, but our sell fell through. Then in February 2016,  a gentleman from Reno knocked on our door one Sunday as we were eating dinner. He knew our house was not on the market, but he wanted a home on the golf course and had seen pictures online and asked if he could walk through. He offered to buy our home for a fair price that day and brought his wife through 5 days later and signed papers to purchase it. We truly felt this was totally in Heavenly Father’s hands and decided it was time to move. I hoped to wait until after Keegan’s wedding in May to close and not move until June 1st. The home we planned to buy had another offer and the sellers asked us to close in April just a few weeks before Keegan’s wedding. I packed and cleaned for a month and then we moved into our new home in Mountain Green on April 24th 2016 with a few weeks to unpack before all the family arrived!