Familial Research and Development

We both took today off work. That meant we would be together the greater portion of the day. I know some people, as they age, grow apart and are content to have very busy lives independent of each other and so have a hard time spending time together. That has not been our problem. We LIKE each other and we LIKE spending time together. Talking or not. Watching a movie or the news or not. So when my hubby said, "The Temple closes at noon on Wednesday and since we both have the day off, let's go!" I said, OK! When we got there (on the way we stopped and got my Driver's License renewed-there really should have been a Staples button there because really, 'That was easy!') we decided to do Sealings. So who was in the room with us? Couples by the last name of Hill, Bill and the Sealer was McCoy. Old feuds in the hills of Kentucky went on for generations between the Hatfields and the McCoys. All hillbillies. The commonality of this all? Though I am now and forever wil

I love jewelry. I just do. The more real it is, the better I like it. I like the sparkles. I like the attention it draws. I like feeling ritzy wearing it. Somewhere along the line I learned that I would NEVER be able to afford the biggest, the bestest anything. That's a pure truth. I've come to terms with that. I accept it. I've also learned that I may have two or three items that go nicely with a certain color, or outfit but I can only wear one of the necklaces, or one of the earrings, or one of the rings. That's a pure truth. I've come to terms with that. I accept it. I've also learned that just because I have, I own, it's in my possession, doesn't mean that somebody else somewhere along the line won't say they want it more, worse, more strongly than I do and just take it. That one's a little harder to come to terms with and accept. But it is a pure truth. So, this all makes me wonder... In the hereafter... For those who make it to the Celestia

Her vehicle sustained some damage. You'd think with how much and where the damage is, it would be obvious that she should have seen us. But evidently not. Which leads to the next question, why didn't she get a ticket when she was going around a curve, through an intersection, in heavy traffic (all of which according to the speed laws in the Utah Drivers Handbook say you HAVE slow down to do)? She was, according to both her insurance and ours, found 30% at fault. It's obvious from the damage we incurred that she hit us pretty hard. It spun our car 180 degrees. My tire is popped and sits at an angle to my car. Debris from my car was found in the road. Undercarriage structure was broken. That's the rear passenger door and tire she hit-so quite a bit of me was showing and past her range when she slammed into me-yet for her rate of speed she didn't see me. I was found 70% at fault-according to Utah laws, because I was making a left turn across her path to travel-outsi

They're in their late 70's and mid 80's. They are sisters. Both live in the same community, not more than 3 miles apart. Both are now widows. They do stuff together. They don't just say they're too old to do things, to go out, to be part of society. They get together and go do stuff together. Shopping, Temple attendance, Relief Society activities, you know... Things like that-simple things-life things. Life begins and ends with families. You can pick your friends, but you can't pick your siblings.