Beauty, Talent & Love

Beauty, Talent & Love

How is a girl expected to cram 50 years of influence and relationship into merely a few paragraphs?  With a lot of prayer and painful editing.

 I’ve narrowed it down to three character traits of our mom that seem to bubble up as a recurring theme in the notes from her beloved friends and relatives who have reached out to us since her passing. 

Beauty, Talent and Love.

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How to Measure a Life

How to Measure a Life

I stood in the back of a flatbed trailer with my sister.  We were at the county dump.   

Our parents needed us for another afternoon of dusty and tedious work. Dad was struggling with dementia and mom had her hands full with her own third bought of cancer.  They had moved from their Arizona home of 25 years, to be near their three married children in Utah. 

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We Can Borrow More Than Clothes From Our Sisters

We Can Borrow More Than Clothes From Our Sisters

God granted me one little sister.  We started out best friends.  Then I grew up and she became an annoyance.  Then I grew some more and we became best friends again.

In high school I remember being jealous of how smart she was.  She was invited to be in the gifted program, and I wasn’t even sure where the gifted kids met!

She had a sense of style and an eye for beauty.  I’d turn up my nose at some outfit she had purchased, then would sheepishly end up borrowing it every chance I got because it just had that cool factor.

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