tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6094992310275600892024-03-13T04:19:26.956-06:00The NOT So Normal LifeThoughts and memories of our familyShawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05644667583969861135noreply@blogger.comBlogger72125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-89692979806099529342016-06-01T15:18:00.001-06:002016-06-01T15:18:13.125-06:00Valentine's<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
I know I am way behind. However I have been keeping good track of things. My Husband knows me pretty well and he knows I love roses and Lilies and flowers in general. For Valentine's he gave me these beautiful pink roses. They lasted forever and were so pretty. I was really impressed. I have a good husband!! </div>
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-41911932105655890822016-02-10T15:56:00.003-07:002016-02-10T15:56:26.088-07:00Crystal Hot Springs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
On Monday the 25th we all got together and went to Crystal Hot Springs to go swimming and then out to eat. We had a great time swimming and the water is always nice and warm. They still need to update the bathrooms there, but they are better than they used to be. Afterwards we always go to Peach City to get hamburgers and shakes, but they were closed for remodeling. So we ended up going to Costa Vida. It was good too. We had a great time with everyone there, even Char and Brett came all three days we spent together. That was nice. We really enjoyed ourselves. It was too bad this visit was so short!</div>
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-53379365622823492452016-02-10T15:41:00.000-07:002016-02-10T15:41:12.224-07:00Sleigh Riding with the Family<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
Cole came home for a quick visit on the 22nd of January and so we filled it with family events. On Saturday we headed up to Charlene's and had a dinner of tacos and then out to their property up Daniels, and had a great time sleigh riding. It was a little crazy at times. Brett brought his snowmobile to take us back up the hill so we didn't have to walk but after riding on it once I decided I would rather walk. It was a bit crazy. We all had a great time though. Afterwards we went back to Char's and we had some hot chocolate and visited. It was really run. And Yes we were able to get Mom out of the house and up there. It took a lot of cajoling and pushing, but we did it. She does so much better when we get her moving!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lillie Ann is telling Alicyn to stop being a boob, and get on a tube!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Olin is quite the sledding king! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Char and I taking a minute to rest.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is a rare moment. It's not even Mother's day or her birthday or Christmas!!!</td></tr>
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-64703387295611032492016-01-25T21:44:00.001-07:002016-01-25T21:44:37.651-07:00Ethan's many activitiesEthan is involved in a lot of extra curricular activities. These past few weeks not only has he worked, but he has been participating in honor choir, Academic Decathlon, and FBLA. Two weekends ago he did the Academic Decathlon and won the Bronze Medal!!! Last Weekend he went to Honor Choir, and although we couldn't make it, everyone said it was great!! He has another AcaDec contest coming up this weekend. <br />
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Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-17243816907128439652016-01-25T15:52:00.004-07:002016-01-25T15:52:39.795-07:00GoalsAs a family we settled down about the first week of January and talked about things we would like to accomplish this year. We do this every year, and I guess we always will. Not sure how much good it does, but we continue to try. We succeed for about half a year and then we get tired, or lose track, or steam, but we continue each year, so I guess that is worth something.<br />
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This year it surprised me that the thing the kids wanted most this year was to spend more time together as a family. Doing things like watching movies together, playing games, eating together, hiking. They all wanted that. It is sad but I tend to notice when they get home from school they do homework, I fix dinner, and then we all go our separate ways and spend the evenings pretty much alone even if we are in the same house. Shawn either works or gets in the tub and watches shows. I go to my room or do crafts. Jace plays games, Cade plays games, and Ethan is either gone or at work, or doing homework. So I think it is good that this is something they all want to do.<br />
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As for me, my biggest goal this year is to get back to the basics. The basics of prayer, scriptures study, going to church and journal writing. My life goes so much better when I am doing those things, and for some reason it is so easy to shove those things aside if I am busy, and I usually am. I decided I needed to re-evaluate what is truly important and these things are. They are more important than crafts, than laundry, that cooking, that my computer. So that is what I am concentrating on. I told the Relief Society president that I wanted a more involved calling.<br />
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I have had a hard time going to church lately. Part of it is just so much that has to be done and feeling like I have no down time and that going to church is just one more thing. That of course is looking at it wrong. I always feel better after going, and the lift in my spiritual well being as always good. So having a calling should help get me there. I know another issue is I don't particularly feel close to anyone in this ward. So I am trying to work on that as well and make some good friends that I feel comfortable around so I feel comfortable and wanted at church as well. <br />
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I know part of my feelings about church are because of extended circumstances that I have no control over, but that too, is something only God can work on so I need to leave it to him.<br />
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We studied the other day a topic that made it clear that Heavenly Father would help us with power through the atonement. Not only to repent but to be strong. Not will power, but his power. We talked about it a lot, and sometimes it is just saying I can't do this, so you better pull me through. I think all of have those issues and moments. Anyway.....<br />
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This long post that is rambling, is really my way of setting down in writing that I have made a goal to work on things where I need help and that As a family we are going to work on helping each other.<br />
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-34555839875405072962016-01-25T11:45:00.001-07:002016-01-25T11:45:25.450-07:00Fixing dollsThis past Christmas my mother decided to start giving away her doll collections. Each of us girls got a doll that meant a lot to her or one that my grandmother made. They really mean alot to each of us as well. Since she has had them for a long time most of them are dirty and dusty. When I got mine I decided it needed a good cleaning, so I unpicked the back of the dress and then took the clothes off and hand washed them. Then I cleaned up the doll with a washcloth and sewed up any of the places that the Muslin was wearing out. I put snaps on all of the clothing so that they could easily be cleaned in the future if needed. When I am done the doll looks so good and almost new. When Lill saw mine she asked me to do hers so I did. It was amazing. Her doll actually had light green lace on it, but had faded to a yellow, so I took one of my Copic markers and used water and recolored the lace and it looks really nice. Then I saw Charlene's so I did hers as well. Her's is in lavendar. They all look so good now. I should have taken pictures of the others but I didn't. Mine is below.<br />
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-92053056919656542622016-01-25T11:35:00.001-07:002016-01-25T11:35:53.218-07:00CraftingI have used a bit of my january to do a little crafting. Things that were supposed to get done before Christmas, but didn't. I think I'll just count them as getting ahead for this coming year. Besides I enjoy it and have a good time doing them. I can listen to books while doing them as well.<br />
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-85504907566431276382016-01-25T11:33:00.000-07:002016-01-25T11:33:05.266-07:00January is the time to get to stuff I never do!So I put things off and off and off. Finally when things are so bad I can't stand it I say - January. Since it is always cold and yucky outside I know I have a little time for things inside that normally don't get done. This year it was my flowers. Wreaths and arrangements. They have gone through two moves and many years of dust and gravity and fading. I finally couldn't take it anymore and redid them all. I mostly put them back the way they were as I like them. But they look new and nice. The kids thought I was nuts washing my dried flower wreaths and silk, flower by flower, and letting them dry and then putting them back together. Why not buy new. They have no idea how much this would all cost!!!<br />
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Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-28590108247105800632016-01-22T15:59:00.001-07:002016-01-22T15:59:30.445-07:00Ethan and those deer.So Ethan has bad luck with cars and deer. They must recognize easy prey and when they want to die and say "lets run into this guy, he never misses" Okay I am just teasing, and I shouldn't because he gets pretty upset about things like that. However this is the second time a deer has ended up dead and the car dented. This time a lot worse though. We made a claim this time because it will just cost to much to fix. <br />
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Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-82177625556393646272016-01-22T15:54:00.001-07:002016-01-22T15:54:07.232-07:00Little Winter Time FunShawn and Ethan both bought passes to Snow Basin this year, and for Christmas Ethan got a snowboard. During break and also a few weekends they have been taking off to go snowboarding. Shawn had really been enjoying it. He goes most days in the morning for about an hour. He enjoys it and gets some exercise each day from it. He thinks it is way worth his money. That and his Ingress playing are keeping him pretty active. But we won't get into Ingress, because it bugs me!!<br />
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A lot of times there is even an inversion here in the Morgan Valley. You don't notice it much, but when he gets up on top of the mountain you can see the clouds covering the valley almost like and ocean. You can really see it the pictures below of up on the mountain and out our back door.<br />
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-58024864167755095942016-01-22T14:59:00.000-07:002016-01-22T14:59:45.527-07:00New Year's Eve 2016We decided to spend the day together as a family, which was fun. We got up and all went to breakfast at IHOP. I'm sure the waitress was ready to get rid of us after the 4th refill of Hot Chocolate around the table. We took Courtney Hammond with us. <br />
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Afterwards we decided to go ride the train in the Mall where Makae works. She was fun and had a good time taking us around. She said she wasn't going to be able to come up to Granny's tonight. That was really too bad, but we had her for Christmas so I was okay with it.<br />
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We all came home and watched a movie. The boys got some for Christmas and we had a hard time choosing, but we finally settled on Ant Man. We really enjoyed it together. Then we got things ready to go to Mom's and headed over. Actually I went over first and then later everyone followed. Alicyn came with Kaleigh. Anthony was staying with his dad, and Jared was with his state proctor group. Lill came with her and Courtney. Daranee didn't come. Kurtis and Jess showed up late.<br />
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Ethan came and then left and then, came and then left. He spent the night hoping from one party to another. We had great food like always, visited, played games, talked. About 10:30 I was tired so I let off fireworks and then I went up and got ready for bed. The rest stayed up. At midnight they came and sprayed us all with silly string. Then Shawn headed home, he doesn't like Mom's beds. I slept okay.<br />
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On New Year's day we got up and had a good breakfast. Cleaned up a lot of the house. Had a good time with Mom and then headed home. THe kids and us watched another movie, The Winter Soldier, and then following When Marnie was there. It was a fun little holiday and it is nice that the kids still have a few days left of Christmas break before they have to head back to school.<br />
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-32886855516530520402015-03-06T20:44:00.000-07:002015-03-06T20:44:06.680-07:00Favorite things I was given.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
Each year I am more than spoiled with the things that people give to me. Some of the items I get I just like, but some of them have a lot of sentimental value. Those ones are my favorites. This year I got a few of those.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom gave me this jewelry set that I have desired for a long time. It is stunning and made very well.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom also gave me this set. It was hers. I remember her wearing it when I was a little girl. It is molten glass beads with crystals in an art deco style. I really do like them. I was so jealous a couple of years ago when she gave a necklace to Charlene that I loved, but now I have one to cherish as well.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ethan got me this sleigh to go with the Reindeer he gave me last year. I am so excited for it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Princess Eugenie Doll. My Aunt gave this doll to my dad a couple of months ago, and I have admired it the whole time. My Mom has one that she had on display for some years. My grandma made both of them. Mom got hers the first Christmas after she married dad. She has always loved it. I have really cherished my dolls, especially since my other ones got stolen. And to have a new one that my grandma made is simply wonderful. And she is so beautiful. I was so excited when he gave it to me that I was in tears. When Lillie Ann came down with Mom's old one I was so excited for her as well. What a wonderful gift for us.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the other most special gifts this year wasn't even given to me. It was given to Jace. Grandma Wanda cross stitched this stocking for Grandpa Merritt some time ago. He has used it each year. As you know he passed away this year. Because Jace has Grandpa's middle name, Susan took his stocking and painstakingly Stitched his name on top of the Merritt. She presented this to Jace on Christmas Eve with a lovely note about how he shares his name with a great man. He was really touched and I was really touched. He was a great man, and Jace is so lucky he got to know him. I hope when he uses this stocking he always remembers what a wonderful person his great grandpa was. </td></tr>
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-61506182323871795212015-03-06T19:18:00.000-07:002015-03-06T19:18:00.189-07:00Christmas Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
Christmas was very nice to us this year. We started early (of course) and then made the travels from here to Mom's house and then down to Susan's. We didn't go to Grandpa's and it felt so strange. I really missed him this Christmas. We started the day with a devotional and really just had a nice nice day. We really are blessed to have terrific families who love us and care about us, and also to have the gospel in our lives. I am so thankful for the beautiful birth of our Savior. He truly is what the season is about. When we live like he did, we can feel the true Christmas spirit. I think my family found it this year.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The boys getting ready to sing Jingle Bells on their way up the stairs.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jace opening a Dr. Who 11 Fez.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Excited about the fez and the bow tie.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ethan enjoying his new ear muffs.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He really does like the shirts (Thanks Aunt Kecia!!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ethan likes his new Converse.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And his flask(hahaha) Thermos!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cade waiting patiently for a gift to open.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep that's my Ethan!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The beautiful mountains out our back door at sunrise.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Olin enjoyed his Christmas Morning.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our gift to Anthony, How to train your dragon 2.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lill opening a gift.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom figuring our how remote control candles work.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dad's new tablet. He's been asking for one, let's see if he uses it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of my favorite gifts from my dad!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another of me with my doll.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cole</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the wreath Mom gave to Courtney that I made.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On Christmas day, Nicole and Marjorie Dawn came down to visit. I haven't seen Nicole in ages. It was a fun visit.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lill got the same doll as me, well dressed differently. She was as excited as I was.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Sunset Christmas night.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the day after Christmas, Charlene came down and we all met up again. It was a nice day. Everyone was there so we took a quick family shot. Not great of me... but everyone else but Herb looks pretty good.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Charlene opening her gifts. I think she really liked them.</td></tr>
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-54442011289714734832015-03-06T18:29:00.003-07:002015-03-06T18:29:38.434-07:00Christmas Eve<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
This Christmas Eve was a little different from those in the past. Nice though. Susan and Ed were leaving right after Christmas to go back to Quartzite so they asked if we could do it here. We had no problem with that. We had Lasagna that was left over from the night before, and ordered some pizzas just in case. We invited Courtney Hammond's family as they didn't have anything planned either. We had a nice dinner. Then we had a religious presentation where we watched some videos about Jesus and his life from different perspectives. Mary, Joseph, The Inn Keeper, a Shepherd and Jesus himself. Then we opened gifts for the family. Mine got jammies as usual. Makae and Skyler came and then they had to leave to go to a friends house where they were spending Christmas so we didn't get much time with them, but it was nice that she came. I felt bad she didn't stay. But..... I guess things move slowly. It was a really nice evening and filled with love and the spirit.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Olin and Ella at their house on Christmas Eve.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Olin had a birthday so this is the card I made him and he got a gift to go get ice cream in it. He was pretty excited.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I gave all of the little kids on both sides books that we don't read anymore. They were all in really good condition as they only got out at Christmas, so they were practically new. Meagan sent this too me of the kids opening theirs, and even told me that Sylvie insisted on listening to the music that went with hers, and having the book read to her before she went to bed.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alex, patiently waiting for his pizza!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kayla (Courtney's sister, enjoying a cookie.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Courtney is perfect for Ethan. They both love to pull funny faces.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Skyler, Makae's boyfriend.</td></tr>
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Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-5298218130947231302015-03-06T17:58:00.001-07:002015-03-06T17:58:04.719-07:00Christmas Village<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
Out annual Trip to Christmas Village was on the 23rd. It was fun. Cole came in earlier that day and we all met and then went to Lill's for Lasagna. I made some for everyone and then we enjoyed it!! We always have such a good time with the family, being together, enjoying the lights, having fun. It was really fun this year because I finally got to see Ella again. She came with Brock, and we had a wonderful time with her.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Earlier in the day Alicyn came up and we made Christmas cookies. Everyone enjoyed them.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Olin wasn't pleased when we said he couldn't see Santa. The line was forever long!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jace being a soldier</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brock with Ella. She enjoyed everything inside his coat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Of course the three musketeers are as always together.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blurry, but a picture of the lights.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ella had a great time with wrapping paper. Much more so than the gift.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy one of Brock.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daranee enjoyed it too.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cade listening to the chatting.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Courtney (Ethan's girlfriend) pulling a face at Kaleigh.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cole listening to a story.</td></tr>
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Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-47761463220357151192015-03-06T16:42:00.000-07:002015-03-06T16:42:31.811-07:00Joy of the Season<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
One of the best things about Christmas is doing things for others. This year it was truly joyous. I made an effort this year to send/give/make things that I felt people would truly appreciate. It made making things fun. Even candy making wasn't a chore because I was happy to make it. The whole season seemed to be filled with a bit more of the spirit. I truly truly enjoyed making and giving this year. These are a few of the things I made for people this year. There were more but I sent them off before I took pictures. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For Sheree. I felt it would go in he washroom really really well.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For Charlene</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For Susan.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For Charlene</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For Mom.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For Ann</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rhone had his birthday in December. I made this card for him. He really really liked it. It is so fun to surprise kids.</td></tr>
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Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-6131918028543629272015-03-06T16:29:00.001-07:002015-03-06T16:29:20.744-07:00Getting Ready for Christmas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
So now that Thanksgiving is over and the funeral as well, we get to plan for Christmas. We start always with decorating the house. I love decorating for Christmas. It makes the whole house feel festive and even spiritual. I gets us all into the spirit. And let the Christmas Music begin. I love listening to Christmas music. Even if my kids do complain. It is just so joyous. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our Tree in our new house.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mainly the living room got decorated as that is where we spend most of our time. these are from the bookshelves and the fireplace. The shelves surround the fireplace.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Village and of course my Christmas Girl.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Front Porch</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More of the front porch.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This past year Jamie showed the pictures she got that Grandma Wanda made. I thought what a great tribute to a talented woman. So,,,,, I decided to show the ones I got from her as well. I love this one.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This one is actually Makae's, but since she doesn't have a house I get to use it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love these ones. They are so nice.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The lit up tree.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My newest decoration. I love how the silhouettes glow when the candles come on.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We even got a little fun snow for the season. And I mean a little.</td></tr>
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-23990581478140856572015-03-06T15:27:00.002-07:002015-03-06T15:27:33.365-07:00Grandpa's funeral<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
This was such a beautiful two days. A real celebration of a wonderful mans life. On Sunday we had the viewing. Quite a few people came. Grandpa was really loved. It was at the mortuary. Shawn had made the video of Grandpa and he did such a nice job. The funeral was on Monday. We got there early even after picking up Makae. She came and I was glad. She was pretty bruised up still. Again the Viewing was nice with a lot of people coming. The funeral was great. I think everyone was of the same mind. No one was overly sad because this wasn't about losing grandpa but celebrating the life he lived. And everyone knew he was ready to go and we were all so happy for him to be able to return to Heavenly Father and be with his family members there again. What a joyful time. Shawn talked, Tonya talked, uncle Kelly talked. Teresa sang, Ethan and I sang. Everyone had such wonderful memories to share, and great things to say about him. No one had anything negative to say. In all reality although most of us have two sides, and I am sure grandpa did, I don't think to many people ever saw it. He was always so cheerful and happy, and even when he was down he would look on the bright side of life. I am really really going to miss this man. I am happy for him though. On the way out the silver beavers had a salute line for him. It was so nice, and at the cemetery they had a military person play taps and present a flag to Susan. It was very touching. The dinner afterwards was nice, and it was good to visit with the whole family and remember Grandpa.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle Bruce</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mazie, Meranda, Aunt Bobette, Brandi and Tonya</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me, Kecia and Shawn</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brayden</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Folding the flag to present. Makae is behind them.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Susan Receiving the flag.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The flowers we made for Grandpa. We tried to put in things that were all about grandpa. It is on a ski because he loved water skiing so much. It has a train in it because he worked for the railroad for years, and in the military and loved them. It has a tomatoes in it because he loved to garden and was always so proud of his peas and tomatoes. It has a scout badge in it because he was so active in scouting. He was a silver beaver. It has a picture of his grandkids in it because he was always so concerned about family. It had a snowmobile in it because he loved going snowmobiling with Wanda. It had a fishing pole in it because he loved to fish. If he wasn't boating he was fishing. </td></tr>
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It was a beautiful service for a beautiful man. Love you Grandpa.Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-37351144261198652822015-03-06T12:29:00.003-07:002015-03-06T12:29:45.567-07:00Thanksgiving<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">
We had a really nice Thanksgiving, in spite of Grandpa's death and Makae's accident. All of Shawn's family that was in town, and my family as well got together at my house and we had dinner here. It was a bit crowded at times, but we had room for all of them. I think we decided it was 39 or 40 people. Everyone brought something to share. We visited, the kids played and we just enjoyed sharing memories and being together. We had lots to be grateful for. We are blessed.</div>
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Jace was pretty excited because Caleb spent the night and had a good time playing with Jace. I was happy for Jace, he doesn't get a cousin to be with very often.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Everyone getting dinner.</td></tr>
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Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-46099541740910755412015-02-13T14:41:00.000-07:002015-02-17T05:22:54.349-07:00Where does happiness come from?I've watched Makae these last few months from afar. She hasn't wanted much contact with us. I took her to lunch once, but that was it other than that a few facebook messages, meeting her at Wal-mart to buy her a cold-weather sleeping bag and getting her stuff from an apartment.<br />
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When I try to reach out to her she is distant. When I try to help her she takes the help... sometimes as though it is her right. But most of the time it is awkward. I think she feels we judge her. Perhaps we do. Not intentionally, but I do have a hard time believing she is happy, or that her actions will lead to happiness.<br />
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For one thing, although she swears she never wants to go back to jail, she quit meeting her probation officer and doing her drug tests, so she has a warrant out for her arrest. Her solution to that is to hide from the police, believing that if she can avoid being picked up for three years it'll go away (Shawn has done some research into that belief and is pretty certain it's untrue; there doesn't seem to be a statute of limitations on probation violations). <br />
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After the funeral she had her friend bring her to our house with all of her stuff. She was sad, but we invited her friends to stay for a while and eat with us. We had a nice dinner with them and the whole family. After dinner they left, and she got on the computer again, but when it was time for bed, she wanted stay in the house, not go to the trailer. Shawn told her that was fine, but if she was in the house she would have to sleep with me. She wanted to be alone, not with me, so he told her it had to be the trailer. She was quite angry. He tried explaining nicely that with the charges she made against her brothers and him that she couldn't sleep in the house. We had to maintain a distance that left no chances. She finally went to the trailer, but was quite angry at us.<br />
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That night Shawn came up with another solution. He would get a camera and install it in the hallway to the spare bedroom, configured to record all movement. That way she could sleep in the house because if she made any rape allegations we'd have proof that it hadn't happened (her previous allegations had been that she was raped while asleep; she is capable of defending herself while awake, so we really only had to solve the sleeping arrangement question).<br />
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The next morning, Tuesday, day before yesterday, Makae came in the house from the trailer and got on the computer first thing. The internet sometimes slows down due to the valley where we live not having good service. It made her extremely angry and she started swearing quite obscenely about it. I asked nicely for her to not swear. She said that she would cuss because it was part of who she was, something she was proud of and that if I really loved her I would accept all aspects of her, not just the ones I liked.<br />
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I disagreed and told her that swearing was a choice and not inherent to her character or personality. She said her boyfriend had loved her foul mouth, her piercings, her tattoos, her green hair, her rebelliousness and that she should never change and she was going to honor his memory by never changing. I told her that was her choice but if she was in our home the rule was no bad language and she would have to obey that. She continued to get angry and asked why we wanted her back here if we couldn't accept her the way she was, or love her. I told her we did love her and we did accept her, but that didn't mean we had to lower the standards of our home, anyway... she got more upset and finally Shawn got involved. He eventually lost his temper and told her to get out. She refused, and said that we'd always hated her, that we were so terrible to her her whole life, that we were horrible to her. He got really upset at that and said "You know what? I am done. I try and try and try, and you never meet us halfway or any way. From this point on I no longer have a daughter."<br />
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Of course that went over well. I kept telling him to calm down and go away, that I would handle it. At this point she decided she was leaving and was crying and a mess. It really hurt her feelings. And she was already upset because of her boyfriend. Shawn immediately felt terrible and tried to apologize and tell her he said it in a moment of anger, but she wouldn't let him take it back. She said she'd been waiting for years for him to say that, and had always known that he didn't want her. She wanted all of her stuff and was leaving right then.<br />
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I finally managed to coax her back inside and settle down a bit. We talked a bit, and she decided that she can't stay with us, that it won't work because she is always so angry with us. She feels like she is never good enough. I tried to explain that we don't feel that way, but she would have none of it. She said some pretty hurtful things as well. Things like we never wanted her, never loved her. That she has no good memories of us or her childhood. She said all of the times we tired to get her help in hospitals, or rehab centers or even with medications was nothing more than abandoning her and that we had done it her whole life. She told us we were the worst parents and could never love her unless we could love and accept all of the choices she made -- choices that, frankly, she made specifically because we thought they were bad ideas.<br />
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She talked about how doctors know nothing, how meds do nothing but screw her up. She talked about how our religion had done nothing but make her feel guilty her whole life. She was finally proud of who she was, her identity defined by her body modification, profanity, promiscuity, and drugs.<br />
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As I listened I thought she really does need help. What clearer evidence than the fact that she so completely lacks any sense of identity that she has to define herself in terms of such shallow characteristics, every one of them chosen in direct opposition to our ideals. Essentially, her identity is her opposition to our beliefs. Even more, she deliberately seeks out the opposition in every interaction with us -- even when we're not opposed. As an example, she once screamed at Shawn that we're terrible people because we want to deny gay people the right to be married, and continued her tirade even after Shawn said we wanted no such thing and had plans to attend my brother's marriage to his partner (Shawn was their wedding photographer). But it didn't matter that her point of opposition was false, she wanted to make us out to be terrible. We have been careful not to criticize any of her choices, trying to get her to understand that we love her regardless of whether or not we think she's choosing well. But she consistently forces the issue, demanding that we must agree with and even like her choices, because if we don't, that means we don't like or love her.<br />
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I'm not sure if this is because she's testing, as borderline sufferers often do, to see if people will stick by her no matter how much she abuses them, as a way to prove that they care, or if she has no identity of her own so these choices really are, to her, the totality of her value as a person. I think maybe it's some of both. Either way, she's really unhealthy, but I can't force treatment because it won't work unless she wants it too. We finally got her to agree to see a psychiatrist and perhaps a therapist, though she said that she hates medications and probably won't take them.<br />
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Shawn also offered to help pay for an apartment for her since if she can't live with us we don't want to see her on the street. Homelessness is never good, and in Utah where it gets so cold, it is worse. She got on the internet and found a friend who was willing to let her move in if we paid part of the rent. Afterwards I left for a little while to help my mom.<br />
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About 30 minutes later, Shawn called and asked if I had any plain, unscented chapstick, because Makae was upset that the new tattoo she had gotten in remembrance of her boyfriend had begun to dry out and crack and she needed to put something on it. I told him I had some in my purse but that I thought that was the only unscented chapstick I had. I came back, although it turned out that she couldn't use what I had.<br />
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She then became quite agitated, insisting that she had to leave right then to get some ointment that would help. She went into a full blown panic attack, unable to control her emotions, or her thought processes, and even sort of had some tics. I agreed to drive her down to Ogden and buy her some ointment for fresh tattoos. She yelled at me the whole time I was getting in the truck to go. She yelled at me for not moving fast enough or caring about her or anyone else and just myself. She yelled at me because I didn't have any chapstick, and then for not knowing she needed the ointment when I arrived. When I told her I thought it was pretty selfish to think that I should know what she and her dad talked about when I was gone she got really angry and made some completely nonsensical comments about how it was my responsibility to know these things, and not her fault. I harrumphed at that and she went on for the whole way down the canyon about how I never listen and that only with us does she get so out of control.<br />
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I finally told her that she was the only one who wouldn't let the subject drop, and she kept yelling at me to shut up and let her calm herself down, and that I never let her. Anyway... she was just mentally out of control. Not violent physically, but mentally. We finally made it to the store and bought her ointment. Then she said she couldn't go back up and told me to drop her off at a friends house. At this point I had been yelled at and verbally attacked for most of the day so I was happy to. I dropped her off, and went home. I spent the afternoon thinking and wondering and second guessing my actions and thoughts. She contacted me later to say that we could meet the girl she wanted to move in with today and that would we please bring all of her stuff to her, and asked me to wash all of her clothes for her. I did.<br />
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I got on the computer later to see that she had posted on facebook that her parents were willing to pay someone to let her live with them if it would just get her out of our lives, that is how much we hated her. She told us how much all of her friends hated us, because of how we treated her. It hurts. I won't say it doesn't. But last night I actually felt a little peace. I felt like God would watch out for her and that, no matter what, he knew her problems and that he loved her and that he would sort through things.<br />
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The saddest realization of the day is that Makae is so unhappy because she is searching for it in all the wrong places. She wants someone to give her value, she wants things to make her happy, to feel something other than shame, and yet she makes choices that only produce more shame. It's a vicious downward cycle. The things that would give her self worth and true happiness she rejects vehemently as things we have tried to "shove" down her throat her whole life. I'm not even talking about religion, although I think God would help her if she would allow it, but just everything about having a normal, stable life.<br />
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We met her new roommate today. The place was clean and well kept. It smelled good. The girl seemed to have it together. She is going to college and has a job. She knows Makae and her issues and is very patient with her. I hope it really works for Makae, that she can find some stability. We will look into doctors, but again it is really up to Makae to make it work. She isn't willing to take medications, even though if she's having hallucinations she clearly needs them.<br />
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I wish that she could see how much love we have for her. When talking to Shawn about how terrible he felt about the things he said, I said "She may hate us all of our lives here on earth, but when we get to the other side she will realize why we did what we did. She will see the love we had/have for her and that we only wanted her happiness. She will know how much we cared, and how hard we have tried to show her that. She will not be angry or hate us; she will finally recognize us for what and who we are, and I hope for what and who she is. I wish she didn't have to go through this life with a broken mind. I wish she didn't have the issues she does, but I have to have faith that God knows why... and however unfathomable to me there is a good reason for it. I know he will not leave her abandoned, any more than we can. We just don't always see it, just as Makae doesn't always see us."<br />
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Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers. She needs help and we are only able to do so much. She could use all the help she can get.Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-83002444939684290042015-02-12T15:20:00.001-07:002015-02-12T20:52:45.115-07:00Blessed Peace<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Nov 25th - My dear sweet grandpa Merritt passed away this morning. It is so hard and yet so wonderful. He has wanted to go for so long. I will miss him terrible. I have been so blessed to have him as a grandpa for 24 years. He has been so good to me. He is happy though. He is with Grandma Wanda, and Merrilee and Jill and all of his brothers and parents. What a wonderful reunion he is having. Oh I am so grateful for that knowledge. We all saw him on Wednesday of last week, well all of the boys and I, Shawn was out of town. He loved seeing the boys. I saw him of Friday. He told me that day he wasn't getting better. I told him it would be okay if he went. But he said he was scared of that as well. He didn't feel good. We should have visited on Sunday but we had tithing settlement and then... poor excuses. I made plans to see him today. I have loved seeing him this past few months so regularly. We have gone multiple times per week and sometimes every night. I will always cherish the times I had to be with him. He blessed my life so much.</div>
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-57608261152079605942015-02-12T14:59:00.001-07:002015-02-12T14:59:15.066-07:00Ethan's play<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Ethan's school put on Peter Pan as the musical this year. They did a really good job. Ethan was Mr. darling. He did a great job as well. He was very dedicated to his role and he worked hard. We went twice to see it. Well a total of three. I went with Mom, then Shawn went with his Mom, then I went with Lill and then again with Alicyn. They put it on 4 times.</div>
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<br />Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-81081488943432314332015-02-12T14:53:00.000-07:002015-02-12T20:47:28.453-07:00Simmering ResentmentBoy do I need blessings and help to overcome my faults. One of them is Simmering Resentment. I know it is wrong, and I talk it through and I know with my head that this is the way it is, but then my heart hurts and all of the pent up hurt feelings come out, and I realize I haven't really cleared things up yet. I don't know how long it will take. I do try. I try to see the good side of people. I try to be nonjudgemental, I try to look through their eyes, but sometimes I'm human and I just see it so differently and "They are wrong and should fix it" comes out.<br />
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My biggest areas I struggle with are in family relationships and religion. The person who has sinned I can allow to repent with no problem. I give them the benefit of the doubt. But when it is personal and I know they know better it gets to me. I have certain standards that I think are important, and I know others peoples standards aren't the same as mine, but somehow I think they should be. I have to admit that I was quite upset with Shawn's parents for wanting to be gone all the time instead of with family. I know that is wrong. I love them, and I know they love us, and I know they are truly enjoying this time of their lives together. I want them to enjoy it. I want them to be happy... yet because I put so much emphasis on family togetherness I find it hard not to put that on them as well. My dad has frustrated me the past few weeks. His way of dealing with disappointment hurts not only him, but Mom and Cole as well. How can someone so knowledgeable about the gospel and Christ's teachings not see another's side of things. How can he think by cutting someone off you are helping them. Doesn't he realize only by love and example will he ever teach his son of his love? But then I do the same thing in holding on to resentments. I am having problems with my sister for divorcing her husband and being so unwilling to even consider him changing or trying. I feel like the marriage covenant is so sacred you work and work at it. That God will bless you in making it work. She doesn't feel the same and although I can see her side of it, and I can understand how hard it is for her, and I love her dearly, I get so angry about it, which is stupid because it doesn't really effect me and it isn't my decision or place. I have family members on both sides that have left the church. It bothers me a lot. I feel like they are lost to me. I look at my life and think about all the things that have happened and I think if anyone has a reason to be mad at God it is me. And I do get mad at him, but I never doubt his church. I never doubt it is right. I may not think things work the way some of the members think it does, but I am convinced of the truthfulness of the church, and I can't understand people leaving it. It hurts me even though I know it is not done to hurt me. In fact it has nothing to do with me, but I feel it. The religion one is the hardest for me. I love these people, I don't hate them, or even dislike them, I just get resentful.<br />
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It is one thing I am working on, I really am. I am sure I have plenty of things for them to resent as well. I know my side of the family says I'm great except for my epistles. That is what they have dubbed my letters to them. We manage to work through it. I guess that is what really counts its managing to work through it and love them in spite of the things we don't like. And in all reality the resentment mostly comes out when I am down and overwhelmed and I think I need people to help me and the ones I want to rely on aren't there because of choices they have made. I guess that is what it boils down to is personalization, and expectations. Sometimes I have to remind myself about my sessions with Cassandra and the things I learned there. My though patterns are just as bad as some of Makae's.<br />
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Anyway.... this post is not to make anyone feel bad, it is just I know I need to work on things. I know I have to fix these things, and I am trying, it just takes time. Please know I don't hate you, I just have feelings I need to come to terms with. It isn't you -- It's me.Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-15676639614466411642015-02-12T14:33:00.000-07:002015-02-12T14:33:01.600-07:00EventsFirst week of November -- Grandpa is such a positive example for me. We have seen him regularly and almost daily since he went to the rehab center. He is still holding on, but not really improving.Getting slowly worse. He stays in bed at all times and never gets up. He is confused a lot of the time. the other day when we went to visit him he wanted to go home to his house. He couldn't believe that he would have sold it. He has and infection that causes severe diarrhea that he caught from the facility and he has been in terrible pain that way for a while. They put his back on Hospice. Most days though he is cheery. He has such an upbeat personality. I sure do love him. He is in the nursing side of the facility until his infection clears up and then they will move him to a new place. He always knows who we are though and is so excited to see us.<br />
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Dad got a letter in the mail the other day from a psychiatrist in Florida congratulating him on the marriage of his son. What a way to find out. Cole and David's announcement was in the New York times. This person had seen it and was writing a book about straight parents with Gay kids and wanted to know if they would be interested in being interviewed. Needless to say, but no. That set off a firestorm. He thought Mom knew, and was quite upset, and when she said no, she didn't know, she confronted me. So I told the whole thing and shared with her the whole thing and the why. Dad was mad no one had told them. I finally told him because we wanted to avoid exactly what was happening. He cut off Cole for a while. He is hurting, Mom is hurting and Cole is hurting. Got to the point that Cole said he wasn't coming home for Christmas. Been trying to work through all of this with them. All I can do is hope and pray. God has to soften hearts on both sides.<br />
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Makae broke up with James after he physically hurt her. She found a new boyfriend but has been homeless. I really don't like her on the streets, especially as winter is coming on. We met her one night to give her her stuff and also bought her a warm sleeping bad and mattress and some stuff. She was upset because she thought we would turn her in. I don't know why she thinks that. If we were going to turn her in, we would have already done that. A few days after that her boyfriend was killed in a hit and run accident on his skateboard. It really hurt Makae. She called us and we went and got her. We took care of her for a bit and then she wanted to go back down and be with all their "Street family" so we took her. They put her up till the funeral. After the funeral she wanted to come back home. We said okay. She also said she was willing to go into rehab, so we started finding places we could go to help her fulfill her probation requirements and also got her off the street and get her some help. We found a place and took her down to meet them. So we picked her up and took her down to the place and looked around. She talked to the counselor privately and then came out and said nope, not for her. She told him she has been having hallucinations and hearing voices, and that only marijuana keeps that at bay. Her wants her to have a full psychological evaluation. That is all good, but it wont fulfill her probation requirements or solve her housing issues or get her the help she needs. She told him even more she didn't want to be in rehab. So why did we go through all of the work to set everything up if she was just going to say no. It is just so sad. She went back to her friends house to party. I can't imagine she is happy, but there is so little I can do about that. We saw a picture today that she drew of the demons in her life. She explained the details, and part of it is her feat of her dad and brother. I don't get that. But she also drew blue around the demon because her mother always turns to God to fix her wayward daughter. I took that as and insult but decided it is a compliment. I do turn to God, because i know he has the ultimate power to fix her. I am glad that she recognizes that. even if for now she sees if as stupid or a fault of mine, it isn't and it will ring true to her sometime. I love her so much and it kills me to see her suffer. Kristanne C. Willdenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09942902362676980723noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-609499231027560089.post-90562414542563963132015-02-12T14:06:00.002-07:002015-02-24T14:22:36.282-07:00New JerseyAfter Cole and David left, Shawn and I stuck around for a couple of days and we took time to see parts of New Jersey that we had never seen before. It is a beautiful state. And of course we were there at the perfect time for fall colors. We went to see some of the historic sites first. We went to the Princeton Battlefield, where a major victory was won during the revolutionary war. Then we headed out to the Crossing of the Potomac state park. There is a park on both sides of the river, one on New Jersey and one in Pennsylvania. The one on New Jersey side is more natural and rustic with a few of the original sites being maintained, like the trail to Princeton, and the well and house that were on the site. The other site has built up homes, and tents and is more of a reenactment of the events. We saw a little of both. Then we just drove around and looked at the beautiful scenery on that side of the state. It was so pretty. Beautiful rolling hills, and farmland, and so many woods.<br />
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The second day we headed along the Eastern side and drove down the coast. And I mean most of the coast. We could see where the last hurricane had really caused a lot of damage. Houses were completely gone, and streets as well. Some of the coastal towns were nice, some were pretty seedy. We stopped in Atlantic city for lunch and it was less than stellar. The city itself was less than stellar. It all looked pretty run down. I think it has fallen on hard times. The casino's were practically empty, and no one was on the boardwalk either. Course it was rather chilly. We continued on down the coast till we got to Cape May. I really wanted to see the quaint little town, but by the time we got there, we didn't have much time so we went to the state park instead. It was beautiful and I really enjoyed it. We thought we would walk around the town and get some supper afterwards, but apparently it is off season and not a lot of the places were open.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cape May light house</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wet lands around Cape May</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walking along the wetlands looking back at the lighthouse.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The beach on Cape May. There is a sailboat on the water.</td></tr>
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On the last day we cleaned up Cole's place really really well, got a car to rent, and drove to an art gallery and then up to the airport. The gallery was all sculpture gardens, and the gardens were quite nice. Throughout it was sculptures from different people but mostly from one artist, who took people from everyday life and put them throughout the gardens. They were very good. There was one of a college girl laying on the grass with her earphones in, and she looked so real I had to do a double take. There were quite a few like that. He also did some sculptures of famous painting. They were nice as well. There was a little restaurant at the gardens called RATS. It was terrific food. And it was busy for a Tuesday. This is the view from the patio where we ate at RATS. It was so pretty. Then we headed up the state to JFK, caught our flight and headed home. It was a nice week, all in all.</div>
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I was going to mention that on the first day Shawn and I got honked at over and over, and we couldn't figure out why. Then we remembered we were in Cole's car and it said "Just Married" on the back window. Not only that but it had two grooms holding hands stickers. I'm sure to motorists that passed us looked at us and thought, wow.... Funny gay couple, she looks female. Anyway the second day we cleaned it off so we didn't get honked at the whole time.</div>
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