Sunday, May 24, 2015

Holly's 38!

Happy 38th birthday to Holly.  She is a joy and a blessing to our family.  Holly has taught me many things, here are a few…
Always return a phone call
Practice, practice, practice
Mail people thank you notes and notes of encouragement
Call people on their birthdays and tell them how special they are
If your favorite color is purple, then wear it proudly and let others know
When you are excited it's okay to clap your hands and shake your body
When it's your birthday wear a birthday hat.... 
Bear your testimony in church  every other month. 

Thursday, May 21, 2015

2nd Anniversary

Why are death anniversary's  so difficult???
It's been two years since my mom passed away.  Two, sometimes very loooooong years.
Even when I try not to think about this death date, I can't help myself.  Two years ago we knew it was coming, but it was still so life altering.
I've been thinking about Mom a lot lately,  more so because of Marcie's recent aggressive cancer diagnosis.

Laila has cried more than a few times this week about how it stinks to be the youngest, because she knew and was loved by Grandma Sheri the least amount of time.

Well I knew and was loved by her for 51 years, and it still stinks that she's gone.

I love these pics of my mom though....

I love when she lost her hair, it grew back and she dyed it a firey red!!  She was crazy like that....and really so at ease with who she was that she NEVER cared how others would react. I love that she's talking on the phone in this pic...most likely helping someone, or cheering  someone up or loving on someone. She was so good at this.

I love so much about her.

I love the artist in her.  I will always look at mountains, clouds and sunsets and think of her. I can hear her voice saying, "Look at those clouds, so beautiful.  Now how would I paint that?"  or "Oh my what an amazing sunset. So many colors.   If I painted that no one would believe it was real."

I love how inclusive she was.
Thanksgiving 2011...all the sibs right before mom started Chemo
I love how each of us knew she loved us the best!
I love how concerned, caring and empathetic she was.
I love how she knew just what to say and what not to say.
I love how she chose Joy on a daily basis..... with very few pity parties.  She never said "Why me?" but only "Why not me?


Sunday, May 17, 2015

Laila day

We celebrated our 13th Laila day on May 15th....this is Laila's "gotcha" day.  This is the day Laila became a part of the Welch bunch and completed our family. Laila got "kidnapped" by the cheerleaders for breakfast and Friend Aisha brought Laila a dozen doughnuts too. We celebrated by "sluffing" school, going to a matinee movie of Pitch Perfect 2 and then out to sushi at the Red Mermaid Bistro.
We can tell Laila grew up in an adult household, because none of our other children at 13 would have suggested a sushi restaurant.




This is a great family holiday and tradition.

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Prayers and cards for Marcie

I can't believe it.  I am in shock. We all are.  My sister Marcie has very aggressive upper GI cancer which includes the pancreas. 
I sent Marcie this card..... it's exactly what's on my mind.
We hate cancer! 
 We need faith and prayers at this point... 
Marcie has always been here for me from the very beginning...literally.   We are 15 months apart.  She named me "baby La."  We've been through thick and thin together.  Sharing a bedroom, growing up, babies, vacations, church callings, parent issues, shows. 
Liz, Maryanne Loveless, Melinda, Angela, Marcie
Marcie was the perfect, loving, know-it-all Reverend Mother in Nunsense years ago...and I was Sister Mary Amnesia.  How fitting.  I can't remember much... but I remember feelings and a few select "pictures" through my growing up years.   One of Marcie's best birthday's ever was her 11th...atleast it was for me.   We had lots of friends and cousins and each other. This is right before we moved to our new home on 800 east.  I remember this little kitchen eating area on 1200 south in Bountiful.  
(I remember Marcie sassing my dad and him throwing a pitcher of water at her in this exact spot.)
Marcie turning 11... Adam is being Adam... I'm loving on my big sissy, Angela is leaning in and Liz is being her mischievious self.
The move  to our 800 east home was difficult for us.   I remember my mom sitting on the floor in our basement when Marcie was in 6-8th grade, talking,trying to keep her "together"  and give her strength to go to school another day, even with all of the "mean" girls.  I learned so much from my mom counseling with Marcie. Marcie blazed the path which made my Jr. high years so much easier.  She has always blazed the path....Marcie was in college first, married first, had babies first, and now gets to go through cancer....

I don't get it.... I just want to punch somebody...kick something....scream..

I love my sister and can't imagine doing this life without her.   We are supposed to grow old together. So...................added prayers for Marcie............please.

Monday, May 11, 2015

My kids love me.

I know my kids really love me because.....
they tell me
they brag about me to their friends...... I think it's braggin, maybe it's more like laugh about....?!?
they enjoy our  home
they like vacationing together
they come for advice and just to talk
and they let me take individual mother's day pics with them every year....

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Lessons from my mom


 This is my mom in 1959 right  after she married my dad...what a cutie. She had her whole life ahead of her. She didn't know she was in it for richer for poorer, for better for worse. She didn't know she would have 5 children and live her whole life in Bountiful. She didn't know she would be a great teacher and mentor to so many people. She didn't know she married an entrepreneur who would own and work in many businesses and always adore her.   She didn't know she would join my dad in Scotland on a mission. She didn't know that she would get cancer and leave us all at the young age of 74.   She had so much ahead of her with so many lessons to learn and to share.
1978 Lyle and Sheri Cole Family..with dog Noel.
One lesson that I learned from my mother... is to easily forgive and forget.
Mom was not one to hold grudges, keep records of peoples past failings,  or look over the fence at others and get jealous.  She knew her family was exactly as it should be.  There was no other family like us and no other mother like her.
She taught that life  is a process of learning and growing and changing and becoming for all of us.
We were all works in progress, as was she, and  that was  part of the fun.
We made mistakes, figured it out, moved on. She gave all of us a lot of slack and made sure we did that for each other too.
She was all about forgive and forget because it took too much energy not to.  She wanted that energy for more positive things in life.

Bear Lake1998 back row:  Garret Brown, Jenna Cole, Grandma Sheri, Rachel Cole, Landon Welch, Addison Welch.
Front; Becca Cole, Truman Welch, Monson Welch, Hayden Call, Austin Brown
Another lesson learned was to jump in and participate no matter what size or shape you are.  She was so great at pulling on a swimming suit and enjoying life no matter  her size.  Don't get me wrong, she was always on a diet or trying to diet or wanting to diet....but that didn't stop her from life. She wasn't going to wait around until  she felt or looked perfect.  I can see her on the beach every day at family vacay at Bear lake playing with the grand kids, or making sandwiches, or painting, or reading..but totally invovled  with all of us and with life.

Family is forever was a lesson we reiterated every night as we ended our family prayer.  We all put our hands in a circle and said in a cheer, "forever."  We did this in my growing up home for as long as I can remember and it was one of the last things we did as a family while mom was alive. We did this when the boys were growing up and we do it now nightly with Laila.  What makes it a memorable lesson, is that no matter what was going on with each of us, she knew that we were a forever family.  No question.  She trusted that Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ  had it all figured out....all under control....so she didn't have to worry about how it would all work out in the end.
May 9, 2013.  12 days before momma passed away.
What Mom wanted most was for us siblings to get along and want to be together after she was gone.
She got her wish.We celebrated her birthday on tonight at dad's house.  We had our friend Paula Carlson join us.  She happened to be in town, so of course we had to "pull a Sheri" and invite her. We had dinner, talked about our sweet mom, our own families, our successes and failures and knew it was a safe place to share.  When mom was alive anytime any of us had some issue, some problem we needed help with, she would say, "I'll get my angels on that."  So now she is our angel and we need her help.  We wrote down requests for our angel mother and tied them to helium balloons, went outside and sent them off to heaven. It was a good night.
I love this wonderful mother of mine.  She is my angel now..and watches over all of us, reminding me of so many mom lessons.

We watched our mom message balloons go up and up til we couldn't see them....
Elder Jeffrey R. Holland  testified, “Angels are still sent to help us, even as they were sent to help Adam and Eve” [emphasis in original]. Elder Dallin H. Oaks also stated, “For most of us the mortal journey is long, and we continue our course with the protection of guardian angels.” Even the Lord himself promised, “I will go before your face. I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and mine angels round about you, to bear you up” (D&C 84:88).
Guardian angels, then, are surely very real. They are messengers of comfort and peace, bearers of warnings, and protectors of faithful Saints. They are part of an innumerable host doing the will of a loving Father in Heaven who looks after each of us. Whether they are spirits unknown to us or spirits of our loved ones, guardian angels are indeed all around us to bear us up.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

10 things that make me happy

1.  Rainfall
2.  Hearing the ball park noise at night
3.  Watching my BBC shows...Downton Abbey, Call the Midwife, Mr Selfridge, The Paradise
4.  Theatre popcorn
5.  Lunches with friends
6.  My big bed
7.  Get Aways
8.  Big Al drink from Swig
9.  Going to church
10. A good book...just finished Amazed by Grace by Sheri Dew