WALKER TALK: ELDER WALKER ARRIVES IN PARADISE

Thursday, August 14, 2008

ELDER WALKER ARRIVES IN PARADISE

I got the neatest email today from Daniel's mission president. He sent these photos and told us that Daniel had arrived safely and was off and running. It was a great relief to hear that he had arrived safely and that all was well!

This is such an emotional time!!! I can't read anything from him or about him without crying. I go from being so proud to missing him so much! You think oh the time will go by fast and then you think 2 YEARS! It seems like forever! I'm glad he is well and I can't wait to hear from him.

How lucky he is to see Hawaii though! And the people over there are so loving and kind. I know this will be a great experience for him.

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ANOTHER PICTURE FROM BEAUTIFUL HAWAII

THANKFUL FOR MY IRISH ANCESTORS

I never knew how much Irish ancestry I had until my wonderful Aunt Carol wrote this awesome history about my Dad's ancestors. There are still 8 castles partially standing over in Ireland that belong to my ancestors. Most of them (14 of them) fought in the Revolutionary War so that I could enjoy what I have today. There is also some tie to Bunker's Hill and Breed's Hill.

St. Patrick's Day never used to mean much to me until I knew my ancestry. Now I take time to think about them a little bit more during that time. I am grateful to them for being so brave and courageous to leave so much of what they had to come to America and start new. I am somewhat what I am because of them. I can't wait to thank them in person some day.

THE TWO SIDES OF WINTER

Have you ever noticed that there are two sides to winter? There is the beautiful side. The sun shining on the snow on a crisp morning. The silent snow falling in the full moon. The quietness that a snowy night brings. I love so much about winter and the fun and beauty that it brings. But there is a sad and lonely side to winter. When we were coming back from the cabin the other night we rode through the desolate camp grounds. The picnic tables where barely poking their tops through the snow. Somehow it made me sad and lonely. I realized then that winter has two sides to it.