Women's R.S. Conference

Relief Society Conference. . . I know you all love this meeting, maybe it is the weather, but I just did not get what was there.

Sorry, I have lots on my plate with Primary and R.S. is the last thing I want to think about or even attend a meeting.

President Monson had a beautiful message to me about how we need to remember that we are each a daughter of Heavenly Father. That he knows each one of us and that we need to think about just being ourselves and stop trying to be someone we are not. Well. . . that is what I got from his talk.

President Monson looked tired though. This next weekend we will be fed by the Prophet and Apostles. We will be reminded of the great love they have of our Savior, Jesus Christ and reminding us of their testimonies of Joseph Smith and the knowledge they know that Our Heavenly Father, Jesus Christ and the Holy Ghost are one in purpose. That we are greatly blessed having this knowledge of them all.

I need to look at President Monson talk again he quoted Mother Theresa, “If you judge people, you have no time to love them.” ( modern technology is fabulous, I just went to his talk and found the quote, it is amazing in these latter-days )

This quote, I would like to have printed on vinyl and place it on a ceramic tile and display it at school. That would be a good gesture to do, to remind each of us to love one another.

Going Home From Rocklin to Fremont

As I packed all morning and tried to get all of the laundry up to date for the family and linens cleaned and folded for Gramma Cullumber to come and stay. I tried very hard not to think of my time coming to a close with the family.

When you go and visit for a day trip you always know it is a short visit. When your day trip turns into a 12 day stay, you settle right in and try to become a part of your environment.

So when the barbecue was canceled on Labor Day due to and ER visit for Stefanie we just stepped right in and figured out what needed to be done and did the job.

Job, well that is not a good word at all. It was all love and just fun and enjoyment. Oh, yes it was tiring and there was some worrying, but it was still lots of fun!

You are blessed with seeing your children and the growth they have with their spouse and family. You get to see your son in action of caring for his family and loving his wife your daughter. ( It is hard for me to call my new son's - son in law's so I don't )

You learn that your husband truly loves you unconditionally when you scream during a movie and your son gives you a look of "REALLY" and you try to keep your screams to a bare minimum ;.)

Watching and listening seeing the love is part of the great blessings of being a parent to your children.

When Stefanie said she was feeling better and that was her way of trying to tell me I needed to let her get back to her home jobs. I knew she was ready to move forward with Gramma Cullumbers visit.

So I kept packing and just kept very busy, hugging our grandbabies longer and just playing Mallory Zoo with Rainbow Dash Mom and Baby Rainbow Dash. Lots of memories lots of fun lots of love.

How was your Labor Day?

We began our Labor Day to set out and visit with our family in Rocklin.

The plans were made the time was set for a barbecue with swimming and enjoying time together. So we got into the car and called to let family know we were on our way.

We new that there was a little illness coming on, but we were excited to be invited to visit. When we connected with family we realized that other events had taken over.

A visit to Urgent Care!

Really!

So we were asked to not come just yet.

Off to the hardware store we went, with phone in hand and the thought that we would receive a call if things changed. Well we all know how cell phones work, kind of like children they perform when they wish, not when needed ;.)

Returning to the car we checked our phones and realized we had received a call that Urgent Care had turned into ER care. Well, we were close to the freeway and off we went.

Now, mind you this was a day trip, before we had left the house I decided that I would bring another outfit to ride home in, knowing that during the day it would be hot. By evening it would bring much cooler weather for the ride home. So with bathing suits and towels in tow we were off to Rocklin.

This Labor Day was a labor of great love and concern. We began the modern day of communication with family, texting to the rest of the family, while riding up to the ER. With cell phones ringing with a text to three and responding text one by one from each of them we were busy with communicating.

The drive was uneventful thank goodness, since the traffic coming towards us was awful, backed up for miles. We were saying how thankful we were not to be in that direction, and wondering how the direction would be for us that evening home.

Well, when we arrived we gathered our Zachary from dad and visited with our ER girl, in good spirits and just waiting to learn what was going on. We took Zachary home to meet up with Mallory and played and enjoyed our visit while texting with dad and mom on how she was feeling in the ER.

We could still fire up the barbecue, but Mallory wished that we take them to Old McDonalds to play on the play structure. Really, your mom takes you to Old McDonalds? Yes, it is right next to Chuckie Cheese. I could not believe that Old McDonalds was a family gathering place. Next I was asked if I promised I would make the trip to Old McDonalds. I said I did not know where it was. Well, we suggested Chipotle, but no Old McDonalds was the place of interest. So we ventured out and would you believe the car took us right to Old McDonalds! There it is that is where we go. So we parked the car and went inside. This should have been the clue when we asked what they wanted to eat it was the play structure that was of interest. We ordered and I thought well a salad could not be bad. I wish that I had taken pictures since that is what many of you do when you are sharing on your blog, of what your food looks like. It looked good, the flavor was not as good. The play structure was fun for all in attendance ;.)

From there we returned to learn that surgery was post hast, that mom was bleeding inside and was not doing well. So texting went out again to all of what was going on.

We took the grandbabies home and got everyone ready for bed. Finally we received the text that there were complications and another surgery would need to be done tomorrow as well. What could possible be going on. We were asked many times where is mom, she is at the doctors. What a long visit to say the least.

With prayers said and babies tucked into bed we too realized that we had no toothbrushes or change of clothes for the next day.

Four:thirty a.m. came and feedings began for the baby, it took and hour to settle him down since this was a nursing one. Then morning came and we waited for more news of the next surgery to begin. Then we learned that a second surgery was not going to happen, that all of the surgery was completed the night before.

We decided that I would stay and Steve would return home to go to work and keep the home front in tack.

Texting continued again for the journey home and checking with the hospital to see how mom and dad were doing. Mom was sleeping deeply and her blood was having challenges mixing with the transfusions given for the great amount that was lost the day before.

The melt downs began of when is mommy coming home, I want to go to your house today and jump on your trampoline. Dad finally came home and the wait for the doctor to check on mom was a long wait this new day.

More texting and prayers were going out, e-mails sent that I would not be to work for the week and possibly the next as well. Which by the way was 250 texts and now trying to transcribe them.

We are very thankful to modern medicine and the talent of nurses and especially doctors. What wonderful care and love shown for this challenging Labor Day.

He is always watching over us and we must never forget the love and care that is given to each and everyone on this earth. With all of the many things going on he does not mix us up and he never forgets us.

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