Friday, August 14, 2009

Thinking about a Trip.

It has been a long time since I posted to my blog. That's partly because I am not totally happy with how the blog looks -- and I can't figure out what to do with it. Another reason I haven't posted is that I have been pretty busy -- work, Church, garden, projects, and a little playing. Oh, and I can't forget the holiday breakfasts and the ANNUAL SWIMMING PARTY. One of the projects I have been working on is trying to catch up on getting photos labeled and put in albums. Bernie and I took so many great trips -- but most of them were during the time I was a mayor, and I would come home to the same huge workload, and the photos would be neatly stored in a box for another time. Recently, I worked on the trip we took to England and also the cruise we took through the Panama Canal. They were both longer trips and we have 500+ photos (literally) from England alone.

This has given me a chance to reminisce. About Bernie. About friends we have traveled with and visited. About the wonderful sights we have seen. About my good fortune to have been able to take these many trips. I ran across an interesting quotation a while ago -- "Travel is more than seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living." -- Miriam Beard.

This is so true. I think of the Church history sites we have visited and I realize that my life was changed as I pondered the life of Joseph Smith, early Saints, and the early misionary work. I think of third world countries and the children we saw who had no clothes, no homes, not enough food, and I feel grateful. I realize that even though I live modestly compared to many around me in this area, I live very richly compared to much of the world.

I think of the majesty of cathedrals, castles and the Panama Canal (man-made). I think of the beauty of the rain forest, the mountains, the canyons, and the islands (made by God). These make me grateful for eyes and ears and legs and arms.

I think I'll stop -- I'm starting to wish I could take a trip.
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Kellie said...

Nice post. Those pictures must be a fun treasure, I'd love to look through the albums when you are done organizing and labeling them. One of my goals in life is to travel like you and Grandpa did. I'd love to see the Holy Land, Europe, and Hawaii.... among other places. :)

August 18, 2009 at 9:30 PM

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Why I'm called "Nutter Grandma"

Many years ago, one of my daughters married a man with children. The youngest was barely learning to talk. His father told his kids they were going to have another grandma. The next time one of them saw me, he called me "Nutter Grandma" and it stuck.

Then, I became a grandma of my own sweet grandchildren. As of now, there are nine. I always hope for more -- but the older my children (and grandchildren) get, the less likely that is.

Later, I became a "step" grandma and a "step" great grandma. So, in many ways, I am still Nutter Grandma. Amazingly, no matter how many of those little ones come into my life, and no matter how they come, I love them all!

P.S. In 2010 I became "step" grandma to a few more grandchildren when I married (yup, again). I guess those little ones who called me "Nutter Grandma" almost 30 years ago knew what they were doing.