Rockin Rochester

My Miracle is home...sweet home.....

2009-10-24T11:16:00.000-07:00

Dear Friends and family, Well... it looks like my little blogity blog has come to a close. My missionary is back. Laura rocked Rochester, prayed in Palmyra, gave historic tours on scared grounds with the spirit guiding her, touched the lives of God's children who are searching for answers to their own problems, helped the poor and needy, bore the burdens of others , shared her testimony many times to members and non-members. There has been much sweat and tears in her learning, serving, loving, preaching and teaching the gospel of Jesus Christ. Whew!!
On Oct 21 , 2009 the day started out like this... Grandma" what are the plans for today?" Me..." we are picking up our missionary", Grandma....." sob, sob, warm tear rolls down her hot little cheek.... and in a very small -quite -almost reverent voice...our little missionary Lolo" She is coming home today, the little one who overcame so much has served the Lord with all her heart might mind and soul"

Grandma... "ohhh... that Lolo, she makes my heart hurt, I still see her sitting on the bed in tears, hitting her precious face with her wooby blanket, trying to be brave. Now look what she did" Do I look okay to go pick her up at the airport? Yes , Mom, just grand. "Well you are so dressed up," she says to me...Well... I am the mother of the "bride". Awesome friend.. Jilly McCloud was the chauffeur, as we piled in her SUV full of excitement, we drive down the road, me and Jill aren't so good with directions, but we made it with laughter the whole way. After we park and head for the terminal, we see other families anxiously waiting for the return of their missionary's. They have posters, balloons and tons of peeps. We on the other hand just pretend we are movie stars and let our bling do the talkin. Holiday Bryn and her mother Linda are there full of laughter and support. We watch as the people come down the escalator. We wait and wait and wait. No sign of Lolo... Holiday Bryn starts pulling out staff passes, get out of jail free passes, and "I OWN THIS AIRPORT" passes, takes the stairs 2 by 2 and heads up to find our Lolo. A few minutes later, we see Holiday Bryn standing at the top of the escalator smiling , that must mean Lolo is coming her way . We later find out, Holiday Bryn heads on the plane, past pilots, crew, first class, and looks and finds our lolo. Hugs of course and leads her to the place ( just like Brigham Young ) where we are all waiting. Around the corner comes our missionary, full of smiles, as she descends down the escalator, I fight back the tears, but it ain't gonna happen, she runs off and into my arms. Ohh what a feeling. The paparazzi were in full swing so every cherished moment could be caught on film. After I let her go, there were hugs and tears all around. GLORIOUS.... what a beautiful day. Our missionary has returned with Honor. We chat, hug, and all say our good-buys as we part in different directions. Once in the Jilly mobile, I crash into the arms of Lolo and she just holds me. Jilly and Grandma are bawling in the front seats. Then we get lost trying to get out of the parking terminal. So we laugh and finally head for home. The scenic route of course.... haha....by the time we land in Provo we have only minutes before we are to be at the Stake President's house for her release. We pick up Papa and head up the hill. He greets us at the door and says to Laura" Welcome Home". We pile in his front room and he begins to tells us how to plan for an easier adjustment into life, after serving and always having a set time and schedule, sometimes the transitions hard. After the advice, he hands me a folder . I open and he has ME read her release certificate. Crocodile tears all over my Hollywood dress, my voice cracking, but I made it through. Then he looks at Laura and says" Now take off your name tag" It was heartbreaking sad, we were all crying, what a mess we are, so tender hearted. Then after much advice and when he said " Laura you have served an honorably full time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, well done". We head for the car and head to California Pizza Kitchen ( thanks Deanna) to meet up with other Elders who served in her district in NYC. They had a grand time, talking about NYC, they were all so cute and happy. Then she left with the Elders and I didn't see her for 2 days. They are keeping her busy, it helps with the transition. I am grateful for them. We still don't know the date for her report to the ward talk, but it will be posted on face book. Now that Laura's journey in the mission field is finished and a new chapter is about to start, it is a wee bit un-nerving not knowing what is the best way to go. Then Lolo reminds me, that if we always stay close to our Father in Heaven, he will guide us in the directions that will be best for us to progress. Laura is one amazing young lady , her stories are so powerful and like treasures to hear. It is Onedurful Hinks. she is home. A BIG Thanks to all who supported Lolo and for the many letters, cards, and dollars sent to her, she was just like Grandpa Cragun, who returned with more dollars than he left with. With the hard comes the sweet and is it ever so sweet. One last time," Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side". Love from Kathy the proud mother of a returned missionary.

Last Letter to my Daughter

2009-10-14T22:04:00.000-07:00

........ How do I start a entry like this. I am full of sweet tender emotion today. I wrote the last letter to my daughter Laura that she will receive from me while serving on her mission. My little parents are here, and my mommy just rubbed my head and Roostifer Jane is snoozing with my Papa. Can it get any better than this? Just thinking about Lolo created a earthquake, which turned into a tsunami. Tears everywhere. I have written Laura approx. 100 letters, sent 65 boxes, and prayed for her daily. You guys... she did it !! she fulfilled a full -time mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. She is an disciple of the Lord. I have pictures all over my office, Her acceptance and 'called to serve' letter, the writing of 'Disciple of God' by Henry B. Erying, a picture of a young Joseph Smith before his leg operation , his father holding him so tenderly, and the faith in his eyes says a thousand words, you can feel the love and respect for his father. I have a picture of the three apostles giving Joseph Smith the Priesthood, in the sacred grove. I have a letter from Lisa Clark' lessons about how to gain and strengthen your testimony, I have an article sent to me by Holiday Bryn by President Gordon G. Hinckly on " it will all work out" I have some thoughts about the pain of mortality and that it is expected of us to have pain , endure the pain to the end and suffer in this life to be exalted on high. I have a little quote saying 'missionary work is the blood life of the Church'. there is no more important work. It blesses the lives of all those who participate in it. It will continue blessing future generations" My heart of so full of love, admiration and respect for Lolo, her companions, her mission President, the investigators and all of you who helped support and love my girl. Whilst I was composing Lolo her last letter, I thought to my self.... wait a tick...... this is the last letter she will read, so the pressure was on, Make it good Kidia, she deserves the best you can do. I glanced at her shoes she sent back already, worn, torn, scuffed but faith in every footstep. I can visualize my Lolo walking for hours, then going door to door to find the people who are willing to open their lives up and listen to the words they have to say. I prayed for her to be led to those pure in heart, searching for the truth. Her companions have all written me about how loved she is in the mission field. I have taped voice mails of people who met lolo on a tour or lesson who absolutely fell in love with her sweet spirit and smile, then took the time to let me know how wonderful she was ..... Yayyy.... that's my girl. I told Lolo that now that she has completed her mission call, more will be expected of her in her life. Her missionary work is really just now kicking in. Lolo will always be a missionary and ready to talk of Christ at any opportunity given. I am so proud of my little Lolo and in 6 1/2 days I will be hugging her with all my might, I might not just let her go. My Laura will be returning with Honor, and I can hardly wait to see her and just to touch her arm. The feeling is unexplainable. I am so filled with joy, I love my daughter and she loves me. She told me God has a plan for this mother and daughter dynamic duo... I can't wait to see what it is. I could go on and on about how much I love Laura and how she completed her mission with strong faith, love and very honorably. I might get a chance to write a story about Papa Jack and the army and his mission. Talk about shennigians. But as for now... I will close with love for all of you, who have so faithfully supported Laura, your lives will be forever blessed by your sacrifices made in her behalf. I love ya all and hope to see you all soon. Thank-you for all you have done for us.
"Stay on the Bright Side of the Light Side" Love to you ...a Missionary mom for one more week.....Kathy

Power of Brotherly Love....

2009-10-05T18:37:00.000-07:00

Happy Monday to all my friends and family who take the time to read my little blog. Laura is home in 15 days... my cancer cells have dropped in number, General Conference was amazing. The blessings are abounding shall we say. I always thought my little bloggity blog was just for me keeping you informed of lolo, venting or recording for posterity. However, today whilst talking to my Brother Doug, I learned how much it has influenced his life. What... What...? Bro. Doug drifted away from our wonderful gospel for a time or two. He told me that reading my blog about Lolo's experiences and my own spiritual growth and feelings, he had a change of heart. He is now a regular temple goer and is serving in his Stake Presidency. We shall do as Jesus asked us to and " love our brother", not to be a quick judge on others, and lend our ear and support to those facing difficult challenges. I have often said the Primary song" He sent His Son" is one of my favorites. In the simplest of words it tells what our Father in Heaven has asked us his faithful children to do. " Live like his Son". I was so happy for brother Doug. ( Dougly, R2 Doug 2, Dougie Fresh) He sounded as peace and his heart was full of gratitude to who?.. me... I never thought my words would have a profound effect on anyone, other than me, Laura, and Roostifer Jane. As Hinks would say... it was ONEDURFUL" I contribute my gospel growth to the fact that Laura is serving a mission. Laura has made me see the "light" in a different way ...through her missionary experiences, I strive to learn more in the missionary way. Preach My Gospel is an amazing way to teach and learn. Laura has made me want to be a stronger member of Jesus Christ's gospel as well as a better person. And in 15 days I get to thank her myself. For those of ya all, who don't know the words to the song I am going to print them at the end. While teaching Primary years ago I was blessed to be taught the words of this song by the lovely Lisa Clark. Lisa was the Primary chorister. Her actions used to help the children along... helped this ( Me) Sunbeam teacher remember them. Now I serve with Lisa in Young Women's, how lucky can one gal be? Lisa is a great example of how we as Mother's in Zion need to love those around us. Here is the song: " How could the Father tell the world, of love and happiness? He sent his son a new born babe,with peace and holiness. How could the Father show the world, the pathway we should go? He sent his Son to walk with men, On earth, that we may know. How could the Father tell the world, Of sacrifice of death? He sent his Son to die for us, and rise with living breath. What does the Father ask of us? What do the scriptures say Have Faith, have hope, Live like his Son, Help others on their way. What does he ask? Live like his Son. That's about it... so simple... Help others on their way. My challenge to you is to find someone to help them on their way, and You will find a happiness that you can find no other way. "Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" Help others on the way ! Thank you for your prayers for Mr. Bill and his sweetheart. Love a missionary mom for 15 more days. Kathy

Say a prayer....

2009-10-01T10:31:00.000-07:00

Hi my nearest and dearest friends and family, This morning I have a small request. To please say a special prayer for my friend Mr. Bill and his wife Joanie. I received a note from him saying she is getting frail and weak, and I know they are both a little scared. Mr. Bill.... the wonderful Priesthood holder who gave me a Priesthood blessing when I was at death's door at Huntsman, is having his own struggles and challenges. Mr. Bill tenderly taught me about the morality of our lives, the pain we must endure to learn the valuable lessons needed in the eternities, that it is all God's plan. And most importantly how much we are loved by the Father. When you are married and sealed by President David O' McKay, friends with President Gordon B. Hinckley, L. Tom Perry, Mark E. Peterson and many other brethren, you know the life you lead has been greatly influenced by some of God's best. I have been so fortunate to be his friend and blessed to have him teach me the way. It breaks my heart to see him so tender. So this small request goes out to you my friends, to help another along. "Stay on the Right side of the Light Side" All is well.
Love you, and thank you. Kathy

Don't make me........

2009-09-27T09:10:00.000-07:00

Dear Friends and Family, Today is Sunday and a perfect way to finish a perfect week. First.. thank you for all your sweet cards, gifts and well wishes ( especially those from Slick City, you know who you are : )
I had a most wonder week leading up to my birthday , surprise party, lots of cards and treats. Laura is coming home in 24 days and Elder Jordan Cook from her mission said he made a paper chain to count down. Laura has had the most wonderful, spiritual growing experiences we never could have imagined. I will relay this one, cuz it's funny and sooo Lolo. They were at District meeting, and they came in with a bad case of the giggles and treats. A do "gooder"
felt the need to lecture them on loud laughing Well.... if you know Lolo like I know Lolo, she laughs loud and often. The "do gooder" continues to chastise them and others who laugh. Her poor little newbie companion was feeling like a bad missionary, slowly her shoulders sank, then her head went down, and the crocodile tears fell,before Laura could put a comforting arm around her, she bolts from the room with a major panic attack and locks herself in the handicap stall. Laura tried to get her to come out. " No Way she says" So our little Lolo says " Don't make me come get you" companion is still crying in fetal position, then Lolo says ' don't make me spoon ya" she slithers under the door and holds her little companion, softly telling her she needs a Priesthood blessing, she slides back out under the door, heads back to the Elders who look like deers in headlights and Lolo sets it all up. Sitting, standing, full name of companion, etc... heads back to the bathroom slides back under and then tells her she has it all set up and she needs this blessing. After much coxing, she comes out. Many of the Elders have glassy eyes, but all were so concerned for her and her welfare. A beautiful blessing was said, the Elders left and the two sisters cried in the nursery room. Then the giggles began, so it was time to head home. Laura said" the Lord wants you to be happy and laugh while serving, a happy face is much more approachable. Oh... my girl... home in 24 days...She has done so well. She became the Mother to the Elders and Sisters, she took care of them and did an amazing job teaching and preaching the gospel of Jesus Christ. Am I proud ??? I think I am walking above ground . Lolo took it upon herself to followed total obedience during her mission, and to watch the others in the mission field like a mother hen. She is wonderful. We still don't don't know the official homecoming date. I am getting antsy, and peeps need to make plans. But I also know it will all work out. I will post the date when I receive it so you can come and hear her homecoming talk. I will probably be in a puddle of tears basking in her sweetness and homecoming. So don't mind me, if you see a box of Kleenex under my arm, it's all good ! Roostier Jane wanted me to add a couple words. She reminded me that Holiday Bryn also met Brad , Angelina and kids, Matt Lauder,Katie Couric, Suze Orman, Oprah, Dr. Phil, Jerry Springer, the Pope and she flies close to God... SHE WINS!! We just love our Holiday Bryn. And "Spooning" is our way of comforting, and Lolo is a healer. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" as all is well. Love from a trunky missionary mom, Kathy and little Roostifer Jane

Holiday Bryn and Arnold

2009-09-18T20:25:00.000-07:00

Hi guys, it's me... Roostifer Jane, Mom's busy getting Christmas things done, the house is decorated like Halloween, and it's 7 days before her birthday. Mom is one crazy mixed up Chick, but there is always a method behind her madness. I already put my Christmas list in, I want a dolphin, pony, snowy machine, and a unicorn. That's all. I know she can pull it off, Mom's magic. I wanted to tell you of our Holiday Bryn. That gal... Mom knew she was up to something fantastic. Well... she was just hanging out with Maria Shriver in the ladies room at Sun Valley. Then she shasyahed her little bad self over to Arnold.. yep yep. , the Governor of poor ole California. Man 'O' man, Bryn can make a holiday out of anything, that's why mom calls her Holiday Bryn, who knows who she meets and greets when working first class in the skies. So.... lets see...Mitt and the Romney;s, Jon and the Huntsman's, Dennis the Rodman, the Kennedy's, and the Schwarzenegger. Jo Lo and Bennifer at Sundance Film Festival just to name a few. It's great to be friends with Holiday Bryn, she has the best stories. As for me... well... I got groomed, so I pouted, and Mom went out of her way to spoil me so I wouldn't be mad at her( my pouting works every time) Poor Mom..." Lolo what are we gonna do with Mom? love her..just love her, that's all we can do" We are on the count down of 32 days before her little baby goat Lolo comes home. Are excited or what?. Well I guess Mom's putting up the Christmas stuff already. I can't keep her down, I have to bark my self silly to get her to take an afternoon rest with me.. Oh... yeah... I am getting quite popular in my pink Mercedes Benz buggy. I just wave my little paw like a beauty queen, circle.. circle or twist of the wrist like Queen Elizabeth. One evening the Paparazzi was out in full force. Have you seen my face lately? I am adorable. Alas... my time has run out, Lolo is doing great, and writing stories that make Mom cry a river, tears in her ears I could go on, but you get the picture. Mom's a cry baby, we need to toughen her up. Grandpa in the garden says she wears her heart on her sleeve, what ever that means. She just says she's tender. Okay Mom... I gotcha back. " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and make your Christmas lists out early this year, I'll even help you, I know Santa. Love from Roostifer Jane and a very busy missionary mom.
PS. Lolo's new address is Peter Whitmore farmhouse,or the main office written in red to the left. : }

17 months of blessings

2009-09-14T13:18:00.000-07:00

Hi gang, friends, family, dogs and cats, cougars and pet fishes,
Wow !! It's getting close, she's almost home. I can't bring myself to believe it. Everyone says'It went by so fast" , And it did. As I have Roostifer Jane draped over my shoulder, I try to find the words that will be inspiring, heart felt, loving, caring and grateful to all of you who have helped Laura and Me out for 17 months. The encouraging letters from family and friends. The " how's our missionary doing" echoing from the church halls and neighborhood patio's. The financial help from friends and family who wanted to contribute, because they believe in missionary's , their purpose , admiration and the sacrifices they make. The friends who made commitments to give each month for the 18 months, through the world recession and their own recession faithfully dipped into their pockets and helping. Oh.... what promised blessings you will receive. It has been 17 months of health issues, tears and worry. It has been 17 months of trips to the hospital, some in the middle of the night. It is learning about letting others serve you, and letting them receive those blessings. It has been 17 months of fasting and praying for our Lolo, It has been 17 months of Heavenly Fathers tender mercies, for learning and spiritual growth. It has been 17 months of relying upon the Father to watch and protect over us and never feel alone or lonely. When the Mission President asked Laura if she wanted to stay in Palmyra or go else where. Of course, Laura said " I'll go where you need me" So when I received a quick note saying she was at the Peter Whitmore Farmhouse Residence, and still gives tours at Church Historic sites. I felt joy in knowing she is finishing up her mission serving on sacred grounds. I thank Heavenly Father daily for her protection and experiences. Too many to write, but she has them faithfully recorded, I would like to think just as Nephi of old. Words can not describe how much I have missed my missionary, side kick and faithful daughter. However, in all the affliction's we both have faced, it has been the most humbling, and wonderful 17 months I will ever experience. The letters I have received from Lolo show her growth, faith and love for Jesus Christ. In her letters, she describes to me the miracles that happen on a daily basis. There are no coincidences with the Lord involved. His faithful walk the streets in humid, hot, cold rainy weather, trying to spread the gospel to all in such little time. These missionary's know the Plan of Salvation so well, they want everyone to have a chance to hear the message. The countdown is 38 days and the red haired -tired -swollen and bruised feet, sweet, gentle spirit missionary ... my daughter will be home. Then we have to catch-up, that could weeks or even months, so if you don't see me you can assume I am in a quiet spot with my daughter listening to her read her journal, with Roostifer Jane happily in- between us.
Our Holiday Bryn had a birthday, so hopefully I'll get a telegram telling me in detail just where she went. Amazon, Philippines, Africa, ya never know with Holiday Bryn. I am living my world traveling through her. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOLIDAY BRYN. We love you and your spunky, funky bad self. To everyone... cougar included.. we love you and are so grateful for your friendship and support. " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" love from a missionary mom Kathy

The last transfer for Lolo !!

2009-09-09T16:45:00.000-07:00

Hi folks, this will be short... Laura was transferred yesterday to Seneca Falls NY. I do not have an address yet, but will post as soon as I get it. Hopefully tomorrow. The thing I like about this transfer is that Seneca Falls has a nickname...Sneaky Falls... very fitting for Lolo. Also it was a place where women's movements and equal rights were started there Like Amelia Bloomer, who made it possible for women to wear trousers. So that is how the name bloomers got started. They named the trousers after Lilly Bloomer. I love folk tales. Hope many more are to come. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side. and to be continued..............love a missionary Mom for 42 more days. Kathy

49 days...REALLY?????

2009-09-03T21:19:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone, It's me Roo again. Me and Mom were just talkin today about the excitement of Lolo's return and we both agree that it was easier to send her off, than the anticipation of her homecoming. Before the MTC, We were packing for weeks and Lolo was reading Preach My Gospel. The house was destroyed, cuz Mom was gonna have plenty of time to organize it all perfectly. Mom was gonna sleep, walk, send boxes to Lolo and scrapbook. Well... who threw the monkey wrench in that plan? It's been nothing like we planned. Mom did send Lolo a box everyday she was at the MTC, full of treats for her and her new missionary pals. To date.. Mom has sent approx. 51 boxes to New York. I said " Mom. I think Lolo knows you love and adore her.....51 boxes...really?..... Well guess who is the most popular Mom in the mission field. Yep... Yep... our Mom. Once Lolo was settled in Rochester, Mom received a nice letter from President Hemmingway, in the letter he said" thank you for sending such a well prepared daughter to serve the Lord" Like Uncle Doyle always says" Preparation is a Wonderful thing" I am really loving my nightly strolls in my pink Mercedes Benz. I wave my little paw like a pageant queen at everyone, and say things like yo..yo, and whad up? and have you seen my cute face lately. Then all the little kiddies like to pet my head cuz I am so soft and smell so good. My secret....Juicy Couture, I have the whole set..Lolo got it for me. I am learning to sleep like a real person. Instead of sleeping on Mom's head like a Russian Hat, I have learned how to spoon like big people. Speaking of spoon, Lolo invented it, she is the best. Mom calls her a healer when she puts her red head in-between Mom's shoulder blades. Just think Mom will get Laura back in 49 days. We will be very busy at our house making sure the house is ready for our missionary's return. We are just so proud of our little Lolo, she got to visit Niagara Falls and had a fun day. She could get one more transfer before she comes home. President Hemmingway asked her if she would like to stay in Palmyra or full time in another town? She said " I'll go where you need me the most" Lolo is my idol. She has served so faithfully and loves everyone, even pigs. As long as she doesn't love Porky more than me, I'm down. Okay.. Mom promised that she would get serious and write some miracles next time. There are so many, I think she doesn't know where to start. Gee ...Mom is so proud of Lolo, I 'm planning to go on a mission, so Mom will think I am better than Ice cream too ! We think Holiday Bryn is in Swiss Days this weekend. So we will get postcards from that adventure. We need to head down stairs to pray and sing ( my -oh -my) I just wanted to tell you all how much we love and appreciate all your letters and support. We wouldn't have made it without all your help. Be safe this Labor Day weekend we don't want our friends hurt. As always" Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side"
And check out 2 Nephi 2:2 and Alma 37:37, those are just 2 of our favorites. we love you guys !!
Oh... Grandma in the garden and Papa are coming in a couple weeks, Yayyy !! I am so excited.
Love Roo the Diva, and a missionary Mom.

A Siren... No just Mom.

2009-08-21T09:35:00.000-07:00

Hi gang.. I think Roostifer Jane has taken over Mom's blog. I really wanted to voice my concern over Mom's singing voice... well.. let's face it... SHE CAN'T SING !! Like I've said before,we have our nightly roostine, walk in my pink Mercedes, showers, Conan O'Brien ( he's so funny) prayers, scriptures, and 3 primary songs. Talk about a tin -ear -tone -deaf wanna be Spice Girl. It's so sad, she tries so hard. It takes all my mighty strength to not howl at the moon. The crazy thing is , she won't stop trying to get those high notes. My poor cute little ears are just throbbing in pain by the time the 3 songs are over. Poor Mom... "Lolo... what are we gonna do with Mom? Just love her, that's all we can do ... is love her" At least I am not a circus Zebra dog anymore. I have faith the ambien nights are over. Mom flushed those hallucinogenics down the loo. Life at night was getting just a bit too dangerous. Don't get me wrong, I like living on the edge, but the night she put me in my Benz... then put the Benz in the front seat of Pimpy and propped me up like a "loser" in the car and raced to the post office to mail a package for Lolo. My nerves were shot by time we made it safely home. As Grandma G.G. used to say " God bless it, we're home" never rang truer. Lolo is doing really good, and we are praying she stays in Palmyra to finish up her service. We like the fact that she can see the Palmyra Temple and teaches on the Historic Sites. Quiet nights in the Sacred Grove with the fire flies twinkling in the grove sounds like Heaven. We are planning on having our Lolo home on the 21 st if October. That is 2 months or 9 weeks, or 63 days from today. Yayyyyy Lolo !! Then Mom can say " Well done my wonderful daughter...you did it", and boy oh boy is she proud. Why just this morning we were thinking about her departure at the MTC, when she had to say the closing prayer in front of 500 peeps. It seems like just yesterday she left. Mom and me both agree that the "tender mercies" of a loving Heavenly Father help those long days just zoom on by. Now.... if we can get her singing under control : )
Like the church hymns say "Lift up your voice and sing" Mom's just following the rules. Did I tell you we got a post card from Holiday Bryn...from HONG KONG !! Oh..that Bryn, she's wild Spice Girl. Coffee , tea or lets just jet it across the Atlantic to seek out an adventure . One of these days, when Mom's done painting, carpets cleaned, beds freshened, me groomed, and Mom's roots are touched up ( she's a platinum -chained blond thru and thru) , Mom will tell you of the many last minute miracles of our Lolo, but for now, she just can't think about it. Remember that quivering lower lip and half smile, her emotions are too close to the surface, so until Mom can pull it together to actually pen the miracles Lolo has experienced, I'll be the one to say " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" Thank-you to all who support our Lolo with encouraging letters and love. We love you too. Love Roostifer Jane and a Trunky Missionary Mom.

Life's a Circus ! MOMMMMMM!!!!!

2009-08-07T22:39:00.000-07:00

"Lolo ..... What are we gonna do with mom? love her, just love her" that little quaint little phrase is getting a bit old, when you're the Guinna pig living with her. This is Roostie, other wise known as the Zebra Maltese. I thought I hid the ambien, but like the Psych says' the sub-conscience remembers all" Mom listened to her sub-conscience and found the ambien, in a container in the Pimp mobile. She was really beat... I don't blame her, but come on. I am black and white like a mini circus Zebra. What was mom thinking.. I am counting the days Lolo gets home. I would dial 911 for help, but they wouldn't understand my voice. It seems to have an irritating effect on most people. I guess that is one of the reasons, I still love her, Mom puts up with crackers in the bed, me hogging the blankets, snoring, continually barking (so back -off it is my way of communicating) And she does sing me to sleep after prayers. It's been another tough week, no hospital trips, but when the pimp mobile exploded at the car wash intersection, Mom ran around it, in her dress , saying Hail Mary's. I thought... poor mom what else can happen to her, then while painting the bathroom she slipped and really, really banged up her leg, she is so pathetic sometimes, then her lip quivers and her half smile appears and all is forgiven. At night she takes me and my Pink Mercedes Benz out for a stroll and lets me run and play, then gives me water , no wonder I love her so much. Mom's last minute miracle was that, once she limped the dead pimp mobile to the car repair shop, they checked it out real good and said you need a new water pump, rack and pinion, $$$$$ etc. So a nice gent took her home to me, I tried to calm her, but she was so sad. One hour later the car guys called up and said. Ms Burns. Well.... your car.... only needs a exhaust hose. WHAT !!! That is our last minute miracle. Pimpy is once again a smooth ride and Mom scrubbed me raw with Princess Borgessee purple soap and I am pure whiteness once again. Ahhh..... Life if good.. now off to spoon and sing, and pray and read scriptures. Even thought mom painted me like a zebra in her sleep, I still love her despite her ambien nights. " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and Holiday Bryn if you're running through the airport, don't trip and say a prayer for us while you are in the heavenly skies. And if you see me on the red-eye to Hong Kong rescue me. Love you Roo and a bit broken down Mommy missionary . But don't worry , I gots her back. oxoxox

Oh....Mom!!!

2009-08-04T09:01:00.000-07:00

Hi its Roostie again, I snuck away from Mom while she is getting the paint out of her hair. Okay, it goes like this.....Mom didn't sleep Sunday nite cuz she went to the Gong's house for crazy -out -of -this -world yummy dinner, then they did this other adult thing where 60 students who are learning Chinese..ma..ma..ma..ma..ma... ( its a Chinese story Bro. Gong made up, and Susan tells it very well... ma) and listened to the famous Dr.Roger Keller speak about religions. Mom came home so fascinated with the brains these people walk around with she didn't sleep too good. The next nite, Mom gets up and says," I'm getting ice". That's pretty normal. But I wait.. and wait... and wait..I hear banging and noise, but that's mom when she sleep walks, so I wait and wait longer. A little while later, she is crawling back into bed and we resume spooning. Well.... surprise, surprise this morning. Mom has green hair, bed, clothes, ME!! covered in green paint !. She was up painting the bathroom in the middle of the night. I said" mom did you take a ambein? she slowly nods her head Yes. We looked at ourselves and laughed out loud, cuz we knew Lolo would love that story. Lolo has seen Mom sneak and hide snickers candy in her panties,get dressed up like a "woman of the evening" stilettos and all. make projects for Young Womens, make matching pajamas for us, she just cut the sleeves off her nightgown and they made a perfect nighty for me. Mom even remembered to make 4 legs holes..... all in her sleep... and always on ambien. We are weaning her off... before I end up on the red eye to China. Other than that.... all is well. Lolo doesn't have P-day until Thursday because of Zone Conference. So Mom will write about the "last minute miracle" along with other cool stuff. So Bryn.. lets all say it together, cuz I know you're running through the airport reading this: "Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and we will love ya later. love Roo Oh... PS. Mom did get pictures of Bryn in Hong Kong. Holiday Bryn even though I bark, I still love ya. Roo

Roostie's Reflections.....

2009-07-25T21:42:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone, it's me again Roostifer Jane the bundle of pure whiteness, love and dog diva. It's a wild and crazy world. I think I forgot to tell you, but Mom splurged and bought me a Mercedes-Benz . It's pink and has paw prints on the side, everyone points and says" is that a dog in that buggy"?. We ran into a couple of her girlfriends tonight and I was just walking around and from underneaths my tail was a psssfttt..sound, I just looked around and kept on skipping and they were rolling on the ground laughing as hard as I've ever seen. As Jill McCloud says" the whistle before the train. Jill's full of one liners, she makes Mom and Grandma in the garden laugh. Why just today me and Mom were reflecting back on Lolo's day's in the mission field. We were watching the video's she sent home. There was the one about.."Jump aerobics", and the "Transfer dance" by the Elders. Painting the Elders toenails on P-day, dancing with the members of Rochester.. ah ... it was glorious, then out of the blue I felt something wet on my pure white fur, what the....? then another drop... I looked up at Mom with my perfectly dark round eyes and saw she was tearing up. I think she really misses Lolo. Last week was a toughie, July 18 was the last day of the Palmyra Pageant, and Mom was really sick and had to go to the emergency room. Poor Mom, sitting there with all sorts of strange and unusual people ( she actually fit in quite well- she forgot her tooth, poor Mom.. what are we gonna do with mom... love her..just love her..that's all we can do) on Lolo's last Pageant day, when she really wanted to write a heart-felt letter to her one and only daughter serving the Lord . Lolo had a great story about a " last minute miracle", Me and Mom read and re-read her letters of how the Lord works and brings light into the lives of investigators. What a Onederful( Hinks) blessing we have with the gospel of Jesus Christ guiding our lives. I think I have every song from "Called to Serve" CD totally memorized. Did you know Mom plays it 24/7 and hasn't stopped playing it since May 14,08. It brings her comfort and peace, even though I thought I brought her comfurrt and psssfftt. : ) She says that music invites the Spirit. And I have seen it happen. Not... a last minute miracle. Oh yes. The fun part of the blog.... Holiday Bryn!!! Mom and me got some pictures from Holiday Bryn on her favorite holiday. The 4th of July parade in Midway... guess who's she sitting by?... The Romney's... and everyone's smashingly decked out in red-white-and blue, how much more patriotic can you get. Wow.. Holiday Bryn is amazing, next thing ya know, she'll be sending pictures of her bad self in Hong Kong , Yankee stadium or some other far away land. We love our Holiday Bryn, she's better and prettier than any Mattel squeeze toy ever invented ....Mom just informed me it's time for prayers, scriptures and bed. She has her roostine just like clockwork, she's not very spoontainous ( little diva dog joke there) she is gonna write about Lolo's " Last Minute Miracle" at Palmyra Pageant next blog, I have totally convinced her I need her more. Stay on the "Right Side of the Light Side" Thank-you for your loves and support for Lolo and Mom. You all are our earth angels, and we love you. Love from a Missionary Mom, Kathy and little Roostifer Jane "the Lamb of God"

Roostie's Letter

2009-07-14T09:45:00.000-07:00

This letter to Lolo is from Roostie, Laura's beloved Maltese.

Hi Lolo, how is Palmyra? I wanted you to know I think about you all the time. I miss your laugh, your bright smile, your pretty fingers, your red hair and how you take good care of mom. I love how you read me the Book of Mormon and said I will be with you forever. I love how you gave me so many names like Roostifer Jane Cragun.. the Dean of Roostifer Jane University. You have a talent for nicknames. bloosey coo, Baby, Kidia, Kathabeblion, winder's, warm cozy, cuddle front,spoony and almost everything in the house has a nickname.Mom's writing as I talk to her, remember I don't have oppossible thumbs, or a baby box. But did you see my face today? I am so cute. Mom is crazy about her new Doctor. Lolo...What are we gonna do with Mom?... remember you said that? then you said" love her... just love her..that's all we can do" I am proud of you and your decisions, no matter how much I miss you... I am beaming like Mom does. It takes a strong , determined and un-selfish person to go on a mission and share the gospel of Jesus Christ. I say prayers with Mom every night and we always bless you and the investigators. Well I need to go help Mom get ready, you know how she gets tangled up in her clothes. Sometimes I need to stop her at the door and adjust her a bit. Then I remind her to
"Stay on the Right side of the Light Side" and off she goes. I love you Lolo and I am planning a big wing dinger of a party for your return....everybody clap !!
Love little Roo and Mommy too !
PS Hi Holiday Bryn, be safe in the skies. and sorry I bark so much, just trying to get a word in edge wise. LOL xoxo

Laura's Journal

2009-06-27T16:31:00.000-07:00

........It's starts like this...." oh Mom, I can't wait to read you my journal" Okay, Lolo, you know my hormones are out of whack, then she says" we had a personal tour of the Sacred Grove by the grounds keeper, Bob Parrot, Oh... if those sacred trees could talk". Stop smalls your're killing me. I love the experiences she shares with me, and I can't wait to listen to Her read her journal. All I can say about that is "PRICELESS".
Seriously folks, I almost can't talk. Through the miles... and on a computer printing out black words, I could feel her spirit. Amazing !!!
Since I am almost speechless I will write in her words a fun experience that happened at Zone conference.
" After spilling my water bottle everywhere, nearly destroying everything we ( all site sisters) were sitting at lunch by Elder Ryan and Despain I walked to Elder Ryan and said "Thanks for being the testosterone at the table" and he said straight faced, " Oh, I thought you had that covered". Everyone busted up laughing, then he said" Burns... you know you were the only one I could say that too" So then, I'm walking towards the bathroom and Elder Despain is too and I was like" well...apparently I have a lot of testosterone.so that means I can go to the men's room too" I was pretending to follow him into the men's room, and I ran smack dab into President Hemmingway as he walked out. The place erupted in fits of laughter. As embarrassed as I was, I knew it was a great story and memory". Having the distinct honor of being the Mother of Laura, I was so happy that her easy going personality had shone thru and the other Elders and Sisters were able to be themselves while serving the Lord. It also reminded me of a story when I was her age at Hancock Collage and I walked into the men's locker room (a double dare) and pretended to be one of the guys. I stayed in there until the Coach walked by. So I can't say "What ever possessed that child to do such a silly thing"
Serving in Palmyra for the tail end of her mission, is like icing on the cake. Can you imagine how it must feel to stand where Joseph Smith received revelation and restored the true Gospel of Jesus Christ? Can't go there.... this is my little red haired wonder, my baby goat, my magnificent daughter, who put all things in her life aside to do missionary work. The daily gem last week says, " Missionary work is the greatest, most powerful service one can do"
We can all be missionaries, where ever we might live. We must stand as a witness of God at all times, in all things and in all places" by our example we can bring others into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. My favorite song these days...besides "Halo" is the primary song " Sent his Son", in it's simplicity, it states how we should be living our lives .... Like His Son. It is Onedurful ( as Pres. Hinckley would say). Next time you have a moment listen to the words and imagine how hard it was for our Heavenly Father to send his beloved Son to earth and die for our sins, so we could ALL return back to live eternally with him. The Atonement of Jesus Christ was done for us and every day we need to show gratitude and thankfulness to our Lord of Lord and King of Kings. How blessed we are to be here on earth, learning, growing, perseverance thru trials and finding Joy in the Journey ( Pres. Monson)." Some days are harder than others, every life has peaks and shadows and times when it seems that the bird don't sing and bells don't ring. Yet in spite of the discouragement and adversity, those who are happiest seem to have a way of learning from difficult times, becoming stronger, wiser, and happier as a result" ( Joseph b. Wirthern)
How proud I am of my little Lolo for her sacrifices and hard work. I am truly a blessed Mother in Zion.
I was also blessed to have Holiday Bryn stop by this week. Have I mentioned how cheerful and wonderful she is? I learned something new... Holiday Bryn's favorite holiday is the 4 th of July.
The joy Bryn brings me is grand, and she calls me Mama Kathy. I'm lovin it !!
Thank you for your letters to Laura, you are all so wonderful to take the time to send her a letter, it is so appreciated and treasured. Have a happy 4 th of July!!
As always....Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side.
Love a Missionary Mom, Kathy
PS. if you don't have the words to "He sent His Son" I will print next time.

White House

2009-06-19T10:07:00.000-07:00

Happy Friday everyone,
Laura has given me the new place of living address:

603 St route 21
Palmyra
New York
14522

Laura's new residence is called the "White House" It is directly across the street from the Palmyra Temple, and Hill Cumorah is 2.5 miles away. She says" we are close to everything!!"
I guess being out in the boonies for so long, she is thrilled to be able to take a stroll after her work is done. Look out Palmyra... you could wake up to a red town. Lolo's on the loose. Well...Not really..... but I needed to spice up the address blog. : )
Loves to you all, Missionary Mom Kathy
"Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" Holiday Bryn loves that line.

Badge of Honor

2009-06-15T17:32:00.000-07:00

Hello friends, I know you thought I fell off the face of the Earth. It took our dear friend Holiday Bryn to get me going. Thanks Bryn, I love ya. It's been one month since my last blog about Laura. She is so busy, I get a couple lines every Monday. And that's O-kay, I'll take what I can get. Three weeks ago Laura sent me a box, a very large box of things she didn't need anymore, winter shoes, coats, turtlenecks. I asked her do you want me to open it now? or just wait until you come home and we can go through it together. A week later she responded, "Open it Mom, there is something at the top, I think you'd like"
So last Thursday night, I thought, well, if there is something for me to look at, I'll open Pandora's box.
Sitting on top of all her winter clothes, was a very small letter, I opened it up. Gently placed between two worn tissues was a slightly broken Missionary badge. Laura's missionary badge, the one that says "Sister Burns ...The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints." My heart about jumped out of my body. I held it, as if it were a block of gold. This is the badge Laura has worn for at least 1/2 of her mission. What an honor to wear that badge and let the world know what you stand for. After wearing the badge for so long, she says the words are emblazed on her heart now and forever. It was ...of course a tear jerker. My little girl, my little lolo who sleeps with a baby blanket is a Missionary, sometimes I still can't believe it.( The blanket is in a drawer, I found it months after she left, for those of you who know Lolo well, that was probably harder to leave behind than me or Roostie)
In the Daily gem for the day it says," The Lord's Church has the responsibility to preach the gospel in the world. This is the foundation of missionary work, and the duty of our missionaries is to "invite others to come unto Christ by helping them receive the restored gospel through faith in Jesus Christ and His Atonement, repentance, baptism, receiving the gift of the holy Ghost , and enduring to the end" This is what my little baby goat has been doing. She is serving the Lord in a most committed way. That 110% of her time, thoughts, goals are all in service of the Lord. I could not be more proud of my daughter.
Today I emailed her and asked her to please keep the Tamiflu medicine in case the swine flu comes back in her area. She says and I quote" don't worry about it little mommy, the Brethren will let us here in NY know if we need to worry" Laura has so much faith it is amazing and so wonderful, her faith in blessings and the power of the Priesthood makes me thrilled she "gets it". Susie Bramble told me once , that when the children came home from their missions, she didn't worry about them as much. Because they came home from their missions with more knowledge and strength to live righteously , and be worthy to receive the blessings promised them. "They get it". I now know Laura"gets it"
Last week I went to the Temple with not much time to just hang around. I chose to do initiories, it is usually 45 minutes. With out saying too much, in regards to the sacredness of Temple ordinances. I mentioned my daughter was serving a mission in New York. My names were all New York women. One of the workers couldn't hold back her emotions , she said later, "I was just struck by the thought that your daughter is serving the Lord in New York, and you are here serving the Lord for New York people". I just love when things like that happen. It strengthens your testimony and is a good experience to have on hand for teaching. I have received a bundle of letters from missionary moms, internationally mission moms, people Laura taught and were baptized. They are so tender and treasures to keep forever. I usually make a copy and send to Grandpa and Grandma in the Garden. They have sacrificed so much for Laura and even the little grandchildren have sacrificed for Laura. There were no birthday gifts to the grandchildren this year. All birthday money was sent to cousin LAURA. How is that for family love in supporting a missionary. We are grateful or all of you who have put your wants aside and helped Laura serve the Lord. Laura is a family missionary and you will be blessed for your sacrifices made in her behalf. Thank-you everyone of you for the love, support and letters sent to my girl. We appreciate everything and just think in 3 or 4 months, she will be home, spooning, and taking Roostie for a walk in her new pink buggy and telling me every single thing that happened while she was in the service of our Lord. Remember to "STAY ON THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE LIGHT SIDE" and know we love you. Love from a missionary mom, Kathy PS. She was transfered to Palmyra today, they are getting all missionaries in place and ready for the pageant so I will post new address as soon as I get it.OXOX

May 14...One Year Mark

2009-05-15T08:32:00.000-07:00

Let 's see now..... Laura has passed her one year mark as of yesterday. I was at the Huntsman pretty much all day, train riding, shuttles, tests, more blood, blah....blah...blah, so I didn't get to log on to write what I felt. Well what can happen in a year? What did our Laura miss here in Utah? New Years, Valentines Day, Easter, Mother's Day, Father's Day, July 4 th, All Birthdays, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukkah, Memorial days, Labor days, teachers day off, 4 weddings and a funeral. Is that it? NO !! Surgeries, nuclear chemo, radiation, snow, hot sun, at least not humid. Weight lost, weight found( those lucky losers). Some family members, friends and Hollywood legends passed on. Great readings were penned,(mine's not finished :) Two fabu Church General Conferences. People got sick, people regained their health. I have attended church with out my side kick and have gone through 12 Fast Sundays, ( they go slow) and only 6 more to go. Alas..my dear ones, I could go on forever about the coming and going's of life. Now let me think, what did Laura do in one year. Walked, Talked and Sang about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Spoke as a main speaker at the Christmas Sunday Program. (Yikes), taught fishers of men on the side of a lake, ate a mussel,( Yucko) saved a cats life( she's allergic), gathered enough junk to fill a goodwill store, gave enough presents to be called a Saint or Santa Claus, wrote enough letters to fill our house, and preached the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Had Zone Conference at Peter Whitmore's Farm, is a regular at the Sacred Grove, Palmyra Pageant worker, peace maker, and preached the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Went searching for the lost sheep who have gotten off the path of light, helped drunken people up, carried someones burden, and preached the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Made friends in many cities of New York , saw people who knew our "peeps" here in Utah, ate lunch with all the 'strays" in a yard with 250 bowling balls perfectly placed in the yard and stuffed animals in baskets hanging over there heads from the ceiling (creepy), walked through a secret garden (magical) and loved and taught the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Yep...yep... I could go on for a while, but the most important accomplishment Laura did last year was serve willingly and Preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ. We have 6 months to go everyone, let's see if she can safely land a jet in the Hudson, while preaching the Gospel of Jesus Christ. With God all things are possible.
I would like to tell Linda and Bryn Arnell thank-you for your continuing and fantastic letters to Laura, I received a box to archive and there were 75 letters from those two gals. I would like to thank all my friends and family, Grandparents who supported and took the time to write, or send a few missionary dollars. Debbie Kellogg who at the drop of a hat and a worry in my voice, pens a letter while going through her own unimaginable trials. Jilly who sent a great B-day card about cats ( cats are such a joke), Aaron Warner Family,Christopher Clark family,Sarah Anderson, Cory White, Allison Pearson, Ally Barney,Helen Carbine, Faye Heimdal, Joan Ramey, Bishes,Thira Scifert, Littles, Hannah, the Primary, Achievement day girls, Elder Pack, David Kader, Sister Cutler, Sister Winterton, Sister Evans, Sister Ure, Sister Olson, Sister Autrey and the parts 1 and 2 of the Sister threesome. I know I won't remember everyone, so please forgive me. Thank-you everyone for the love and support you have given Lolo this past year. You will receive blessings from the Heavens , and kudos from Kathy. As Devin would say..." We're on the back 9". I will keep you posted on our little Lolo as she continues to bring cheer to Rochester and Preach the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Stay on the" Right Side of the Light Side" Love to you all, a Missionary Mom, Kathy

Tribute to Mother's

2009-05-09T08:46:00.000-07:00

Today's thought is all about us Mommies, I have read so many poems , stories, etc., on Mothers I wanted to just do a little ditty of my own, maybe its a mix of every one's.
"Before being a Mom" poem from a friend

Before I was a Mom I never tripped over toys,
or forgot words to a lullaby,
I didn't worry whether of not my
plants were poisonous...
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom: I had never been puked on, pooped on, chewed on, peed on, I had complete control over my mind and my thoughts .
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom: I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests, or give shots, I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom: I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt. I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much. I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom: I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body...I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby, I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom, I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy,the love, the heartache, the wonderment or satisfaction of being a Mom. I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom.

My turn as I am sure you can all relate to that little poem:
Being a Missionary Mom:

Before being a Mom of a Sister Missionary: I never thought I would miss the extra bathroom mess, or piles laundry. Before being a Mom of a Disciple of Jesus Christ, I never really "caught" the meaning of 110% service to our atoning Savior.. Before sending my only daughter off to stop strangers in the streets, knock on doors and ask if they want to know more about the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I never knew I could be so proud of my daughter talking to "strangers" . I didn't think the nights would be so short and the days so long with out her. I thought having the computer all to myself for once would be so cool. I never thought about the swine flu outbreak, or 2 planes crashing , or a shooter in New York would effect me so greatly I would watch the news for hours to hear something new. I didn't realize I was a bit breakable without Laura by my side hold me up and giving me strength when I was nearly in fetal position in a dark dungeon, wondering what to do. To me the massive amount of love that pours from the Heavens above for us. We are not alone, we have our ancestors, own mothers, pioneer women , angels all pulling for us and giving us the strength we need to make it through a day without our children. I also didn't realize the many blessings of having a worthy daughter want to serve, then just going out and doing just that, at her own expense. I didn't realize how I could feel comfort and peace through the power of the Priesthood coming from 3,000 miles away. When the whole Zone is praying for you...you better believe you can feel it. Before being a Mom of a Sister Missionary, I didn't know I would become so popular with the "whole mission family" they would nickname me Mama Love. Before becoming a Missionary Mother who is within hours of talking to her missionary daughter, would start counting the minutes to hear her daughter's voice. Before Laura went on her mission to Rochester, New York, I had NO idea of the joy and blessings it would bring me daily, Yes, I miss that little spark of fire , but there is a greater warmth and feeling that come with knowing where she is and what she is doing. It will be 1 year on May 14, since I saw her walk calmly up in front of 500 soon to be missionary's and give a closing prayer, after singing " Called to Serve", a killer song, when saying good-bye. All the questions us mommies have... is she prepared to do this, is she scared, will she get sick, will she teach with the Spirit?.We all have these questions don't we, even before they are of age. That is what being a mother is all about. The unconditional love we give our children, for we love their little spirits, what ever path they have chosen. Can you imagine the love our Mother in Heaven has for us? The want for us to succeed and nurture and love our own as we are loved. It is the eternal perspective, the big picture that has helped guide me We can be families forever. What a glorious feeling. What a beautiful plan of Salvation and gift we have been given. I think of my own Mother and her Mother and all the ancestors before me who have sacrificed and worked so hard to benefit and prepare us to be good mothers. I thank all Mothers for their hard and diligent work in being the best they can be. I thank all my friends who are great examples to me in my life. I wish all Mothers a happy Mother's Day, and to be able to enjoy their families and know they are loved unconditionally for all they do. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side. Love from a Missionary Mommie, Kathy

The Rapping Sisters of Kittleberger Park

2009-04-30T18:56:00.000-07:00

HI guys and gals. Lolo wrote this little rap and I loved it. Boy that girl is talented. I wanted to share with you: Here goes.

****3 little White Girls tracking Dewey Ave,
Ringing lots of doorbells and sharing what we have
Like how we have the Priesthood that Joseph Smith restored
And now we have the keys given to us from the Lord.

Two tangible beings that Joseph Smith did see, plus the Holy Ghost makes the Godhead equal Three

***3 Little White Girls walking in the hood
Stopping at the bus stops teaching what they could
All about the Gospel and why were here on Earth
Having lots of trials coming at us from out birth,

Jesus Christ came down and died for all our sins
He set a great example so we could live with him
praying for the Spirit to be with us everyday, walking in Gods foot steps all along he way

Inviting peeps to come and learn, have faith in him, your heart must turn

So, to the water enter in, it will cleanse you from your sin
Then you'll get the Holy Ghost, he's the one who'll help you most

Read the Book of Mormon and the Bible too
We know that they're companions just for me and you

Now don't just give up before your journeys through
Enduring to the end , whats what God wants for you

We testify to you that what we rap is true

Three little White Girls standing on YOUR Porch!!

Stay on the "Right Side of the Light Side". and Lolo needs letters, come on peeps we are counting on you. Love a missionary Mom

"Fishers of Men"

2009-04-24T21:34:00.000-07:00

Hi friends, This is such a visual of Laura. While tracking in a new area. Sisters Burns and Sister Autrey, headed out to the lake to see if there were any potential investigators. At first Lolo stood there, thinking of a way to ask a group of fishermen if they believed in Jesus Christ. She ever so bravely sashays over and asks the fishermen about the book "Fishers of Men'. Ah yes.... I'am in. She makes herself at home on a rock, and picks up a fishing pole, and starts to talk about Jesus and fishers of men. She had all there attention and told stories of Jesus and his love for all his children. Her comp. just kinds stood by and was speechless. When Laura was done with her sermon, she passed out call back cards. Her companion said" Wow.... I've heard of things like this happening, but I have never witnessed it with my own eyes. Laura's just chuckles and says " well I am your comp. now this is where the stories begin" I loved it. I laughed so hard. Laura is always trying to come up with unusual lead ins. She is doing so good. Of late, they have been able to go to the Church sites very often. She will soon be there and then "LET THE STORIES BEGIN" OH... my baby girl, she is hitting Rochester hard, and they are loving it. They have a few baptism on May 23, kassy, and everyone is so excited. Laura never ceases to amaze me with her moxie and the Spirit who she teaches through. Being a senior companion brings with the title more responsibility and she is digging it. Lo can handle almost anything. I think she is missing little Roo, and can't wait to get home in 6 months. But she sill leave a part of her heart in Rochester. I am predicting he next 6 months many miracles are going to happen. Laura is working hard and has such a gentle sweet Spirit with her. She can move mountains. Stay on the Right side of the Light Side. Think of laura and her Fishers of men. Thank-you for all your letters of encouragement and support. We love you all. a missionary Mommy, Kathy

April 6 th at the Peter Whitmore Farm

2009-04-16T17:24:00.000-07:00

Hi family and friends,
Laura shined this past week at the Church Sites. I received one picture taken at the Sacred Grove, it was brown and golds, and still very beautiful. One shot of the Palmyra Temple taken from the Sacred Grove, looks like the Temple is floating. It's a pretty cool shot, and I know the feeling was lovely and grand. Laura looked at peace, serene and right where she should be.That girl is making her mama proud. I have also received letters from 2 of her past teachers at the MTC. I told her to watch out, she'll be called to be on a General Board at the Church Offices. Laura is such an amazing Young Lady, I can't believe I raised her. When I read her letters and accomplishments and how much she loves the Gospel and how much she has grown in the past year, I stand amazed at her and her ability to seek out the lost sheep. My heart is pounding and is full while reading of her love for her investigators. Words cannot ever properly describe the feeling of the Spirit while I am reading them. What a girl.!! They have a couple of baptisms hoping to happen in May. Lets all pray for her investigators and for Laura. She will be home in about 6 1/2 to 7 months. Whenever President Hemingway says the date. ( he probably wants to keep her forever) And in about 3 weeks, I get my Mother's Day day call. Ya hoo, my day will revolve around the phone that special day. Her new address is: 120-4 Kittleberger Park Webster NY. 15860 in case anyone wants to drop her a line. I look forward to Mondays for the new info. Oh yes, she has been an senior companion since November. She forgot to mention that one little detail. Thank-you so much to all the friends, family who continually encourage our Laura to march on and make the Lord proud of her. "Stay on the Right side of the Light Side" and you will become a witness to Jesus Christ and his atoning sacrifices. love you all, a missionary mom, Kathy

" Silkwood the Sequel"

2009-04-13T07:37:00.000-07:00

Coming to a blog near you !!

"Silkwood"

2009-04-04T13:49:00.000-07:00

Hi family and friends,
I hope you are all having a great conference weekend. Before I elaborate on why I chose "Silkwood" as my title this week, I will up date you on my Rockin Rochester Missionary. Laura is doing fantastic !!! This week Laura, Sister Autrey and investigators were able to visit the Church Sites, three of her past companions have been called to serve in those sites. I think she would be fabulous at a site, she's not so sure, but told President Hemingway she would go where he was prompted to send her. I'm hoping she gets to go. This coming Monday Laura will have Zone conference at the Peter Whitmore Farm. I love to see her pictures she sends me on Mondays. Especially the pictures of her snuggling cute little brown faced babies. Laura and babies usually aren't seen together, so as her mother, it warms my heart to see her love and growth as a wonderful missionary and daughter of God. Laura is also teaching a relative of my SLC attorney. Robert Sykes is not only a superb Personal Injury attorney, he is also a convert of the Church from Rochester, New York. Coincidence??? I think not...The Lord works in mysterious ways. I suppose it came to me today. I call it my radioactive, nuclear weekend meltdown. For those of you in the younger generation. In the 80's Meryl Streep and Cher starred in a movie "Silkwood". If you ever have the chance to watch it, think of me. Laura would have seen it coming. Once again as I scrubbed my poor dry and rashed body trying to rid my skin of nuclear waste I thought of the movie "Silkwood" First a slight twitch in the corner of my mouth, then my brave face kicks in... chin up girly , tears soon follow, and this time almost total collapse. My skin is raw and sore from scrubbing every 3 hours. A moment of self pity came upon me fast and unexpectedly. Since Laura has been gone 11 months now, I have been through 4 surgeries, long hospital stays and now radioactive chemicals surging through my veins, and I have done it......alone....I am learning lessons from Heavenly Father that are designed for me. These are my trials and tests while on this earth. Once again, the tears and self-pity leave as quick as they came. I would like to say..oh I am so strong, courageous, a warrior and yes..I do have a back bone. However, I know I am not alone, ever . I feel the Comforter very close to me and I feel protected, never scared or lonely. Heavenly Father has sent his Angels to watch over me during this time. The other night I woke up and and felt a soft presence in the bedroom. I looked in the corner and there sitting on my Grandmother's purple queen's chair was a figure of a elderly woman, much like a grandmother. I squinted first, then focused my eyes on this woman, thought to myself...oh...an angel is watching over me, and I fell back to sleep. The next morning I thought about this experience and knew it was not a dream. The feeling stayed with me all day and is still very strongly in my mind. Thursday night I was privileged to receive a Priesthood blessing before my chemical procedure. The consecrated oil used was blessed 2 months earlier in the Garden of Gethsemane. WOW ! How special I felt to be able to partake in this sacred blessing. While watching the 2 sessions of General Conference today, I once again realized the blessings in our lives if we live obediently and do as we are commanded . To walk by faith and an eye single to the glory of God. The talks so lovingly prepared by these inspired Brethren are to help us learn,grow and prepare ourselves for the blessing to come if we live worthily. We are so blessed to be able to listen to these magnificent men. Tonight I received a call from my dear friend Carma Rose de Jong Anderson, she told me that in hard times with one's health to picture yourself sitting in the palm of heavenly Father's hand. It will comfort you. I thought leave it to Carma to produce a great visual. We must all follow the Church leaders advice and plan for a rainy day , not to have fear, but live with faith. I was so uplifted it was a perfect day. Thank-you for your sacrifices and prayers for Laura and me, We can feel your prayers are with us. Isn't it "Onederful" Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and be grateful for all we are blessed to have. Love a Missionary Mommy, Kathy

If I only had a heart, a brain, some courage !!

2009-03-29T21:28:00.000-07:00

Hi friends and family, I know this sounds like the Wizard of Oz. but it actually is what I was feeling last evening after the Young Women's General Conference in Salt Lake City. President Monson's talk was about Courage. It was amazing. We women need the courage to stand alone, to stand strong, to stand steadfast and immovable. Even when faced on the outside, fingers pointing and snide remarks made. We need to firmly believe the truths and " Be thou an example of the Believers" . Which is the theme of the Young Women's this year. Sat. I was feeling pretty sick, but could not pass up a chance to be close to the Prophet and leader of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. To see him, to hear him, and boy... oh... boy..., I almost ran down the aisle, flung myself over the balcony, past the security, just to be able to touch him. I knew I would be cured. While the other Leaders spoke, I was planning my dramatic race. Could I do it? Lolo would have been impressed, my parents would have been embarrassed but impressed. My group of Young Women leaders would probably have died. But later thought it twas a good story. As I keep plotting, I saw security guards every 4 people all around the Prophet. I would have made the evening news, and put in a psycho ward for evaluation. But the temptation was strongly there. Someday, but not today. Darn... One of my favorite things President Monson said was a quote from Ted Koppel, news anchor man. He said " slogans lie", just start reading them, " its okay to do this" its okay to do that", etc. But when Moses came down from Mt. Sinai, he brought with him the 10 Commandments..... not the 10 Suggestions" I loved it ! I feel extremely grateful to live to close to the conference center and Salt Lake Temple. My spirits are raised and I feel a great amount of hope and love in the church buildings. They say.... if you go to the Temple often, you automatically become more Christ like, and an eye single to the glory of God. I have been able to go and serve many times at the Temple and come away feeling so happy, as President "Hinks" would say " Onederful, Onederful" So all of us need to work on COURAGE... to be stronger, hopefully we all have a brain and a heart: ) tomorrow, I get to chat with the Lolo, and see how her new area is. Monday's are the best. Make your decisions before the temptations appears, the great counterfeiter/ adversary will do anything to make it sound appealing. For he can't have a family, so he wants yours. We must rise above all worldly and material things and keep an eye single to the glory of God... and have Courage. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side! love to you all. Lolo new address is 120-4 Kittleberger Park, Webster NY.14580. Thank you again for all the sacrifices you make in Laura's behalf, we appreciate you all so much. A Missionary Mom, Kathy

Ghetto Fabulous

2009-03-23T18:56:00.000-07:00

Hi gang. This week for Laura was "ghetto fabulous". The parties were all weekend long. It seems like every investigator they were teaching had a birthday party. I hear they ate fish with scales, African peanut soup, Lolo says" thanks goodness for the fresh fruit and cantaloupe. Laura learned how to do the "spankey leg dance" with 16 year olds, held and danced with little babies, she didn't even care if there was a little baby barf on her jacket. I was lucky to receive 7 pages of activities, and about 25 pictures. I guess the Sisters dress all like some days, now the Elders call early in the morning and ask, what color are we wearing today" How cute is that. I love when I get happy letters, when all is working, when the Lord is leading them to the pure in heart. This week an investigator went to Paris, while in Paris.... Zina (investigator) ran into 6 American missionary's. She had her picture taken with them and told the Paris Sisters, she was being taught the lessons by Sister Laura Burns in Rochester New York. International credibility for sure. I received pictures of the Elders and Sisters exploring the abandoned Rochester Subway. They had a makeshift ladder, out of a bike turned sideways, and they climbed down it I loved to hear she is expanding her fear of heights and dangerous things. I think it is because she is with these sweet little Elders who can give a Priesthood blessing is someone gets hurts. She feels safe. Laura will be transfered this week to either Buffalo or Webster, she is sad to leave the investigators and friends of Greece, but excited to leave the rickety town of Greece. Then there is Ariel, a 16 year young lady so excited about the Gospel. Ariel had the Sisters go through her closet looking for appropriate dresses for church. They finally found a pink Ann Taylor dress at the goodwill for $3.50. Laura then went to Young Women's with her, and Ariel answered all the questions like she'd been learning about the Gospel all her life. It was awesone, Lolo was proud as her own mama. They will be having a few baptisms soon, Ariel, and her grandmother Mary. Oh how I wish you could see her in action, she is bringing light and eternal happiness into the lives of God's children, and she is glowing. Her pictures are so wonderful. Our Lolo looks beyond happy. It is a glow that knows what she is doing is the right thing and we are all being blessed. Laura is down to 7 months, now is the time to kick it in and really shake and move to bring more people into the Gospel. I know with out a shadow of a doubt she is working hard and already missing her peeps. We are so privileged to have Laura serving 110% for the Lord. Laura will not be forgotten when she comes home. Laura loves participating in the work of God. It is amazing to see the light in people's eyes as they learn the gospel. This is the work of God and he leads it. It is a gift and privilege to be able to serve on a mission and help Him do his work and to help His children find the truth. I am so proud of Laura and her strength and courage to go out in the world . Walk up to total strangers and ask if they want to learn more about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. She is amazing. Thank-you for all your letters of support and encouragement for our Laura. Remember to stay on the Light side of the Right side, or is it Right Side of the Light Side? I get mixed up myself. But it all means the same thing. Stay away from darkness and always look for the glow in the true light. Love you all, A missionary Mom, Kathy

The Claw !!

2009-03-17T11:35:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone, how it shaking? As Norm on " Cheers" would say " all 4 cheeks and a couple of chins" I always loved that line. Well.... a brief catch up. I am sorry I haven't keep everyone updated on Lolo. My hands are still in tet-ney, and its horrible. I try to type and they cramp up and I am use-less. They say this could go on for 6 months to a year. But without a thyroid and now my para thyroids are in shock, who knows. I find out Thursday if I have to have any chemo or radiation. Bummer. I have my wigs picked out... haha. Thick... blond ...and long. and a spiky bob for spunky days.
Lolo is doing good with her trio, Sisters Park and Hanson. They have alot of fun, in between their hard schedules. She will be sad to leave them, but thrilled to leave Greece. Lolo said not one missionary has really enjoyed the Greece area. The ward isn't as warm and willing to help in finding investigators, or just being friendly. Next time you're in church, look around and be grateful for the loving members you do know. Lolo will always find a bright spot in any situation, She might be transferred next Monday. Don't know yet. They have 2 baptisms set up. way to go LOLO. I know her bright and accepting smile and unconditional love for all prompts people to open their doors. I have recently sent three Prom dresses to her for an investigator to go to the Prom. Lolo said the family was ever so grateful for her letting them borrow them. That must be why we were so prompted to always buy prom dresses when they were on sale. Why did we need prom dresses? to share with those who couldn't afford one. It's a grand feeling. Our work was not in vain. I need to stop typing, I am already down to one finger. Hugs and kisses to you all. HAPPY ST. PADDY'S DAY ! "Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" General Conference is just around the corner, prepare yourselves for divine wisdom. I get to go to Draper temple dedication. All is well. Love from a missionary mommy, Kathy.PS Thank-you for the letters of encouragement you send our girl.OXOXOXOXOX

The Cancer Desert

2009-03-01T19:01:00.000-08:00

**** These are my thoughts from the Huntsman Cancer Center, its not about LoLo's mission this time, I am being selfish and wanting to write my memories down, before I lose the feeling. Thanks for your understanding.
Dear Family and Friends, loved ones, flight attendants, nurses, doctors, Costco employees, police men, Air Med studly handsome men and little children pulling red wagons. I am now home. Praise the Lord !!
Finally.....there are so many emotions in my heart and mind right now, it's hard to know where to begin and where to end. The joys, the sorrows, the fear and tears in the patients roaming the cancer desert with be with me forever. A simple procedure, much like the surgery I had in Dec. took a turn for the worst and became a complication hell for me. Could it be that I was practically curled into a fetal position for 4 days due to lack of calcium in my blood. I couldn't hold a spoon or cup to my mouth. The sweets aids had to feed me as my hands were so curled inward they would not work. Maybe the fact that I was on the critical condition list for 5 days with residents, doctors and blood specialists not knowing how to " fix" me. Bless their tired souls. Before my para-thyroid quit working I had the opportunity to walk the halls of Huntsman Cancer level 5..I chose to use my laundry basket as an walking aid, as those thin tin walkers made to much noise. The only thing separating me from housekeeping was the blood down the front of my gown and a tube draining out of my neck I got a few smiles and laughs and that made it worth it.For all of you who know me, I have a tendency to talk to everyone. As I watched other cancer victims stroll towards me, I had a chance to study their faces Pale, drawn, deep sadness, eyes brimming with fear and pushing their life on a 5 legged cart hoping not to stumble or accidentally unplug their transit life support. I made the point of talking to each and everyone. I wanted to learn their name, to let them know they are someone and will be remembered with love. No one wants to die thinking they will not be remembered . My Angel at Huntsman was a handsome man named Bill. My second day I spotted him in the corner by the window overlooking the mountains covered in fresh snow. He looked at me and motioned me over. Bill stood up and took my hand. Bill had such a sweet gentle countenance. he told me I was "radiant", like a light beaming and glowing. He asked me how do you stay so radiant/Well, at the time I was pretty wiped out with a migraine, so where he saw light, I don't know. Bill proceeded to tell me of his dear wife off 60 plus years who is struggling after surgery. The surgeons got her tumor but her complications were very severe and the Doctors once again were puzzled. Bills voice was ever so soft, like a whispering angel. My Mr. Bill told me stories about the Father and his love for all his children and we must help the Father's children and buoy up their spirits and keep our eternal perspective insight. Bill spoke to me as if he knew every question spinning in my head. I just knew he was an angel or messenger sent to help me through this horrific time in my life. with Laura 3,000 miles away and not knowing what was happening to me. The Lord send one of his angels to me so I wouldn't be alone. Bill just kept telling me stories that had the answers I needed to hear. With no prodding along, just letting him talk,he one by one answered some of my most deepest questions. I was mesmerized by his ability to "read" me, and then give me such simple advice, I knew he was a very powerful man of God. When he said he had been friends with" Hinks" for 50 years, it validated all my thoughts of him. Even though he knew some answers, Bill was scared for his sweetie and her pain and suffering. He shared very tender moments with me and he always made me cry. Bill relayed a story to me about a conversation with President Hickley many years ago. Bill asked President Hinckly " do you know all the answers". President Hinckly lightly tapped his cane a couple times, grinned that elfin smile and said 'NO" no I don't know all the answers, we need to have faith. I am sure there was more to the conversation than that. But it was what I needed to hear. To have faith. On Valentines day I woke up to my laundry basket missing and a tin walker in its place, but at least they decorated it with Bows and red and pink hearts. I thought the day was going to be okay. Then it happened.... my face went numb, I lost all muscle strength and my hands started too curl in. I was near the Residents and they immediately started tapping on my temples. locating the nerve that shows calcium levels dropping. I could barely stand up. The Resident doctors needed to converse among themselves. They sent the IV gals to my room to start an IV for liquid calcium to get into my body fast, as I was going into tet-ney shock. No vein could be found that wouldn't blow out after inserting the IV. So they called in the Air Med guys, who can always find a vein, even with one leg hanging out a helicopter. Jeff was his name and Hot was his game. He too couldn't do it. He was so frustrated , he would look for a different spot start over and blow, my arms looked like black and blue clouds. I was getting really scared,What will you do to get a vein? I asked. We have to call in a special vascular team that does this mini operation in the room. The right arm already so fragile and tender was once again the target. I had a tourniquet on for 20 minutes, the specialist tried 3 times and said "I quit, I'm not going to beat her up any more" The pain was excurating.
They said they were going to get me a relaxer to help the veins open up. I asked for a Priestood blessing.
As I had a medicine under my tounge to get in my veins faster, the team prepared for the other arm. The loud speaker which is rarely used called for worthey LDS Elders to room 5523. I hobbled into the bathroom to pray.

I came out calmly climbed back on my bed and prepared my self for another mini operation. In walks but who..... My Mr. Bill, prepared to give me.. his new friend a Priesthood blessing. The doors were gently closed, there were 4 in the room, each with great respect for what this valiant man of God was preparing to do. When I saw him I immediately relaxed and felt the comforter's arms around me. His sweet blessing brought me strength, faith and courage to endure the trials of mortality. As soon as he finished, the doors flew open and the vascular team came in with their rolling carts of magic. The young nurse who performed the next central line, she found a big ole fat vein and marked it. With in 5 minutes the line was inserted, taped and ready to go. No pain, or marks. One of the nurses said" thank goodness for drugs" and the sweet technician said " a Priesthood blessing didn't hurt either. I looked at her and asked" are you LDS" she said yes. and I said thank-you, she hugged me and left. If that wasn't a faith a promoting experience, I don't know what is. Everyone was in awe at how fast she did her specialty with God's help guiding her trained hands. It was now 3 pm in the afternoon, this had taken 5 hours start to finish. I had time to reflect on the Savior in his Garden of Gethsemane and the pain He went thru for each and everyone of us. How grateful I am for his atoning sacrifice for me. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. I now had a small wire/tube, able to access blood and feed calcium at the same time. With in minutes I was walking up and down the halls in my beautiful tin red and pink walker. I felt on such a spiritual high. I wanted to help everyone else. So on Sunday, when they were about to start Sacrament in the Chapel I sat down at the piano and played the prelude music. Then the Sacrament song. I sat there with my heart full of joy and gratitude for my experiences at the Huntsman. I could write a book of what happened and where I saw the hand of God. My sister Mary called a few days later and said crying" you were all alone, " I said "Mary, I needed to be alone so I could depend upon the Father and Faith". It was nothing short of a miracle. and I had lived through many scary things, and God was right here beside me. It was amazing. I know this blog post is long and you might not want to read it at all. and that's okay, I guess I wrote it for my records. I am still struggling with my calcium and it is a day to day challenge. I was one of the lucky ones I met many wonderful people, doctors, nurses, my experience in the Cancer desert will be with me forever. " Stay on the right side of the light side" I love you all, and thank you for your encouragement to our missionary Laura. she is back in Greece, and working on the investigators she left. Pray for her to have the desire and strength to continue on and change people's lives. Laura is awesome and I am so proud of her. Thanks you again for everything in our behalf. love a missionary mommy

Feb. 7, 1985

2009-02-03T19:20:00.000-08:00

Flash back 24 years ago....Please....please... let me have this baby today. HE is 2 weeks over due, the BLUE nursery is ready, the BOY names are all picked out, the BLUE BABY BOY clothes are all washed and ready to dress new Baby BOY. Let's get this show on the road. All you Mommies know that last few days before delivery there is.. pain, swelling, heartburn, and a plethora of other undesirable things happening to your once tight and toned body. At about 1 a.m. my wish is finally coming true. I know it's time. On the way to the hospital mixed fear and excitement is filling the station wagon. Breath...Breath... Check in... hospital gown... hear moaning and screaming down the hall. The screaming doesn't help my family inherited anxiety. Hmmm says the nurse , no dilating yet. Heart monitor hook up, Dr. called, Dr. arrived...no dilation still. 17 hours of hard labor pass. Still no dilating. Well, Kathy.. it's a good thing you took the C-Section class, your husband can watch the birth of your new BABY BOY . I walked into the sterile OR myself, climbed up on the table, spinal, OUCH!!!, surgery prep. Are you ready for this? Ob-gyn's are amazing, especially those High Risk Doctors. With in 5 minutes, the amazing Dr. Callahan said" a new baby GIRL !!!. WHAT??? A baby GIRL. No way... a baby GIRL, I birthed a baby GIRL !
There's no way Dr. C., you said a boy, you saw on the ultra sound... boy, the heart beat continually said...boy. Every single thing that happened in the 9 1/2 months of being preggers said BOY !! Oh..Dr. Callahan, he hold up his fingers and eye balls about 1 inch and says," I was only off by " this much" WHO CARES !! IT'S A MIRACLE, A MIRACLE FROM GOD... I HAVE A NEW BABY GIRL. Who cares if all the boy clothes are given away, I think the nursery in primary colors will work for awhile, we'll find a name. I have a precious, little..(well 9 lb.,) perfect, red-haired baby girl. I couldn't keep my eyes off her, perfect in every way, and I was chosen to be her mommy. We decided on her great-grandmothers names. Laura Morie Burns was now part of this world. And the most important miracle in my life.
This little unexpected angel baby girl, who never, ever caused me a moment's trouble, is now a servant of the Master. Laura took the vow to go and preach, teach and share the Gospel of Jesus Christ. How can parents ever imagine what their children will grow up to be. We have hopes and dreams. We nurture, we teach, we try to make them socially acceptable and most importantly give pure love, un-conditional love... when you love someone so much there are no words to describe the feeling. We do all in our power to protect and guide these little spirits we are trusted with. My days of asking Mary " what should I do with my hair today" and her saying" Kathy I don't give a d--- what you do with your hair". It's all starting to sink in. My free spirited life is put on hold for a while. It's all about my little one now. All the sleepless nights, emergency hospital visits at 2 in the morning. It's time to do what my Mother raised me to do. Love, protect and teach my child. When Laura and her cousin Gregory were in first grade together. It was Charlene and me who got in trouble by the school principle. We were peeking thru the windows on their first day of school, making sure they were okay. Of course we were crying, we are Cragun's and these were our babies. My sisters understood when I couldn't go to Santa Barbara shopping when I saw an ambulance in front of the school. I needed to make sure Lolo wasn't hurt or scared. We just pulled in to the school and asked it if was one of our children, and then calmly and happily drove off to spend an afternoon with sisters. I was ridiculed by many, even a psychologist about my concern or worry for my daughter. " I'm catastrophic, I told them" and Leave me alone, " my defenses came out when it came to Laura. She is my one and only and I would never forgive myself if by my neglect something were to happen.
There were many wonderful times, we are best friends. I read a poem/story she wrote about me in the 3 rd grade. She called it " My Hero", it is one of my most treasured letters. I realized she took note of everything, she didn't miss a thing. Laura said I was her inspiration, but that I was also breakable. At 8 years old, she came up with something like that. This is her birthday week, Laura my would be BABY BOY, turned miracle daughter is now going on 24 years old. I can barely believe it, the time goes by so fast, and is so precious and important. There is not enough proper or adequate words to express my joy of raising Laura. I know Heavenly Father is proud of her and her accomplishments. Her pure love of others and her service to Him. I am proud of my miracle and miss her laughter. In 8 months, she will have completed her mission, however, her service will never end. Everyday ...we start over... she tells me with a new and clean slate and it is our duty to "bear each others burdens" and help our neighbor. If... we were able to donate a million dollars one day to the needy, does that make our service done? Nope... I have been taught that no matter what we do one day, we need to start over the next. You can't stock up charity, each day we MUST give, serve, love our fellow man. It is a commandment. " As I have loved you, love one another" This is what my miracle daughter is teaching and living every day in New York. If you have a moment, tell Lolo Happy B-day, she would love to hear from you. We appreciate everyone who has given of their time, love, $$, and prayers for Laura. You will be blessed. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side, and remember you are loved. A shout-out to all mommies who send off their little ones with faith and tears to serve. love a missionary mommie, Kathy

One on One cont......

2009-01-31T07:54:00.000-08:00

Hi guys.... I totally screwed up. I had little Roo on my lap and she hit something and I couldn't get back to finish. So anywho. I left my meeting feeling pretty good, and his secretary and me bonded. Then for the 2 hour train ride home. I was so exhausted, when I boarded the train, I fell right into this guys lap, and he says" That's the first time I've saved a damsel in distress" so I sat by him and then he tells me I am wearing his favorite color....Red..... I say are you a Ute fan, he says No, just love red. Okay..folks I am still legally married, but I am not that behind the times on a pick up line. So we chat, names exchanged, jobs, etc. I was relieved when his stop came. Date asked...no can do hero.. married. But he was nice none the less. After transfer #1 I could hardly keep my eyes open, (a side effect of thyroid imbalance), so I find the cleanest looking person on the train and plop, I mean a hard old plop right next to guy #2. Luckily I was wearing my favorite perfume, it always turns heads. I snuggle up to him and said" I am so tired, can I just rest my head on your shoulder"? , he was more than accommodating and I got a snooze before we arrived at our last stop. Oh the things we do out of desperation. On the drive home, my phone didn't stop ringing. Everyone wanted to know what happened at Huntsman. Once I arrived home safe and sound, I fell in the bed, clothes and all, at least Roo was happy. I told Roo to wake me up on one hour. And guess what? she did. So at 6 pm, I told little Roo, mommy needs to go to work, and I got my temple gear ready and headed out for the last session. I felt I needed to give thanks to our Father for the safe drive, the strength in my conversation with Ray and for every thing I have. I left the temple at 9:30, Mom and Mary call, 2 hours later, I finally get to sleep. Oh.. I get a little call from Mission. SCARY. Lolo was in a little wreck, A snow mover stopped suddenly, because the snow shoveler in from of him stopped suddenly, and they braked, but hit black Ice, and spun 360 down the road until a guard rail pulled their bumper off and stopped them. Whew!! I was freaking, she was okay and said Mom, don't worry about stuff like that, our third companion is there protecting us. Laura is amazing, her faith, devotion, hard work is blessing us all. Sometimes I think she will be translated like the city of Zion. Oh how I love that girl, and Sister Winterton too, for remaining in control a spinning car and for being such a wonderful companion to my daughter. Sister Winterton is an angel and the stories of Lucy and Ethel will continue, I really think those two red-heads are like a movie. LOVE THEM!!. Have a great weekend, pray and have gratitude for our lives and every thing we have. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side, and love from a missionary mom, Kathy

One on One with the big Boys

2009-01-31T07:13:00.000-08:00

Okay.... its not about Lolo, but in your imagination picture this. Big, grand, glassy Huntsman Hospital office building. Me sitting on a wooden chair , Executive director Ray sitting on a wooden chair and about 2 feet of wood between us. Kinda cozy, you could say, but his eyes were boring through me like arrows. Yikes !!. In my mind I am thinking" remember what Jeff said, rub the mini spoon lolo sent, look into his pupils, do not flinch. But the real Kathy wanted to cry and drag myself all over his office being dramatic,occasionally stumbling and falling flat on my face, looking for sympathy. Nope.. Papa said" stiff upper lip, keep chin up and keep your back bone strong, and DONT'T cry" Easy for you to say Papa, I inherited my emotions from you. However, I dug deep, really deep and confronted Ray with my concerns, I spoke educated, calmly, and did not flinch. When he said, as he held out his hand as if to say good-bye, thanks for coming. My strength kicked in like a massive bull. Oh...Ray... I have a couple more things I would l like to discuss." Hah..caught him off guard, he sits back down. " please continue? and continue I did. Like a "bat our of Hell" (Meatloaft song from 25 years ago, but I love the saying) I continued on professionally ( thanks Dr. Hunsaker for making me do all the hard stuff, I actually did learn from those glory days of me taking care of the office wing nuts)I talked calmly and to the point. He pulled out a legal pad and took notes. But when all was said and I was drained, he pulls out the executive director power and says" I get back with you in a week."
He tries to use the insurance card, and I said" Oh.. Ray, I failed to mention I did billing medical insurance for 7 years and the contracts/co-pays can be waived, So I have an understanding of medical/insurance contracts. So who knows what will happen, nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnwwwwwww

Lucy and Ethel

2009-01-28T07:28:00.000-08:00

Hi Friends,
Today I wanted to write about the adventures of Laura and Sister Winterton. They remind me so much of me and my oldest friend Tanya from California. We were dubbed Lucy ...(Me) and Ethel..(Tanya). After every escapade Tanya would say" LUCY.....look what you got us into" or "Lucy..... you have some splanning to do" I am beginning to see my own little Lucy performing her own escapades while in Rochester. And I love it !!! Never a dull moment when the 2 red-heads are around.
News Flash !!! Lucy and Ethel stories will have to be put on hold. I just received a Christmas box from our little missionary. Can I just cry for a moment? Can I just beam for a moment? Can I just thank all of you and your encouraging letters sent to her? Can I just bask in the work she is doing for the Gospel of Jesus Christ? As I read through her daily missionary planner. I about fell to the ground. Who is this beautiful Spirit I have been in charge of for 23 years? She is beyond amazing. I will list a typical day in their life.
MISSIONARY DAILY PLANNER
Sister Laura Burns and Sister Heidi Evans
Brighton/Spencerport, Transfer with Sister Winterton Nov. 2, 2008
Dates of planner Oct. 6, to nov 17 2008
6AM Up and pray
7:00 Prepare
8 Personal study
9 companionship study
10: Ward coordination
11 Referrals
12:30 Lunch
1 Meet with Deaf group
2 Service Food Link
4 Meeting
6 Dinner (hopefully a member's house)
7:30 Institute meeting
9 Planning and coordination

Each day is different as to who they visit or service they do. But on every page at the same time are Prayer, Study, Planning and always service for someone. I soon noticed her notes about talks, lessons, ideas, scriptures, and always, always a "heart" by the name Jesus.
Oh.. how my own heart is so touched by her words, and her growth in the Gospel. Ohh and how the girl doodles. Tree hearts as branches, eyes with heart tears, pathways with brick roads with flowers and hearts along the paths. Things to do on P-day, laundry, shop, service, thank-you's to write. By George...I think she's got it !! My little bundle of love has crossed the line to full grown adulthood, full of responsibility and caring for others. For me, reading her notes is like a secret diary. I get to read what she has done each and every day since May 14, 2008 the day, when I let her go 100% into the arms of the Lord to guide and direct her in her mission. I can see how special these little planners become to them, and after their mission is complete the words written will bring back wonderful and treasured memories. This is so delightful and grand. I feel like a spoiled kid in a candy store. Each page sweeter than the last.
I go through the rest of the box. When did she have time to crochet me a blanket, enclosed are every one's letters for me to read and archive. Sunday programs where she is speaking, singing or one of their investigators was baptized. All kinds of little notes and doo dads. One thing that brought a big ole tear to my left eye,was a Marylin Monroe calender. Silly as it sounds, it has been tradition for her to give me one each Christmas. I had told her I couldn't find one this year. Well...Ta Da.. she said" no Christmas would be complete without your Marilyn calender" Laura doesn't forget a thing, her mind is like a little computer chip, read, logged in, data saved. Her compassion for people struggling, her pure love for "cat" people ( what.. what.), and all people, her generous and kindness to all. Well lets just say, I am one proud mama. And it's my blog, so I can cry if I want to. Thank-you to all of you who take the time to write Laura, I know she looks forward to the letters from friends and family. Bryn and Linda... okay you two... you not only take the cake, but the icing too. I love you all for your support for my" baby goat". A term she named us when she was young. At 2 years old Lolo put her little kid arms around me, holding me so tender as if I were the child, "Ahh.. she says as she strokes my hot red cheeks, my little baby goat, lets spoon". She is so funny and I know that the blessed people of Rochester New York are just loving her up !! One last thing.. Mother's encourage your daughters to consider a mission, if I can let go of my only child to serve , anyone can.Period Dot.com. The blessings are plentiful and I am joyful in her decision to serve. "Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" And as Hinks would say," IT IS WUNDERFULL", love from a missionary mommy, Kathy
PS. Hopefully the adventures of Lucy and Ethel will be continued.

Wink... and say Thanks

2009-01-22T21:35:00.000-08:00

Well... no one is more surprised than moi that I am here at bedtime writing. However, I get a call from Holiday Barbie/Bryn. Ahh .... she says... the Paris Hilton VIP party at Sundance party was fun and I saw...basically everyone. I am just wondering when the Bryn thrills will slow down. Then Bryn says"" I nannied for 3 children when their parents went to the inauguration. Was it Mitt Romney's grandchildren? or how about Gov. Huntsman... Whew !! Bryn said "you mothers have it so hard, I had no idea" To raise a great child is so hard" Well like Judy Hunsaker says" there are no coincidences, so you just wink and say Thanks" do you love that or what? Oh... the tender mercies we receive daily, we don't even know how blessed we are. On the Daily Gems I received today was on" Mother's commitment to children." by M Russell Ballard. I thought perfect to share. " We need to remember that the full commitment of motherhood and of putting children first can be difficult. Through my own four-generation experience in our family, and through discussions with mothers of young children throughout the church, I know something of a mother's emotions that company her commitment to be at home with young children. There are moments of great joy and incredible fulfillment, but there are also moments of a sense of inadequacy, monotony, and frustrations. Mothers may feel they receive little or no appreciation for the choice they have made. Sometimes even husbands seem to have no idea of the demands upon their wives. " As a Church, we have enormous respect and gratitude to you mothers of young children. We want you to be happy and successful in your families and to have the validation and support you need and deserve."
Yes... my darling Bryn, it is hard, however, we are given tender mercies throughout our lives and our children's lives hence...a "wink and say thanks" but the pay off when you see your little one marching off to Serve, it puts it all in perfect perspective. We have a job to do and we mothers are held accountable when we do not take the time and energy to teach our children how to live Christ like lives and prepare our families for their future. Our Little Laura had a vacation day this week, so I have no real new news. Other than Josh has set a baptism date. Ya Hoo. Laura is doing well, and everyone in Rochester loves my girl. Beam...Beam...
Her Birthday is Feb. 7, so send her a letter, she would love to hear about all of you and your lives. Address is 41-C Nicole Drive, Spencerport, NY 14559.. So until next year Bryn is still caring the baton at Sundance, but next year look out... Lolo will be back in town and we will paint it RED. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side and always "a wink and say thanks" to the Master. Love to you all... a missionary mommy, Kathy

Sundance Tradition

2009-01-17T10:03:00.000-08:00

Well friends, its that time of year. SUNDANCE !! my favorite time of year. When the movie stars are out in full force, freebies everywhere on Main, and best of all....Crashing Hollywood parties.
I must say, I have had my share of Hollywood Swag, why once I walked right into the Hollywood Life Lounge and got a new pair of boots/ with rhinestones and some great skin care products. (Double Dog Dare) This has been Laura's and my tradition for 10 years. We have watched Sundance Film Fest. start small and become so big, why I was escorting Kevin Sorbo to the Swag , and Lolo was running up to director Jay from Ojai to give hugs. Then hugs all around Ben and Casey Afleck. YaDa YaDaa. She's seen J-Lo UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL . My first party I crashed was the Cesar Dog food at the Cody Art Gallery. Now don't laugh, I walked away with a $400.00 Poochie Dog bag for my little Roo. One year we counted 55 or so "Stars" walking up and down Main. Well folks.... the baton has been passed this year to our Bryn. You all remember Bryn, Holiday Barbie. Well, she just got on a VIP list for a huge party, and to top that, Bryn has been invited back to the Gov's manse for a Birthday party. Oh how I wish Lolo could be part of these exciting events. Oh... to be living in Holiday Bryn's Holiday shoes right now. So we shall keep our little secret from the hard working, freezing footed little missionary. So this year... I must pass on the events and just let Bryn take over and tell us of the exciting stories at Sundance. I totally feel like my little blog for Laura has turned into my journal. Like a dear friend Lynn said" the church says's keep journals, I take that as Blog" Which is like a journal right? Come on validate me. I wouldn't have written this down, so I am taking this time as an opportunity to record some history. Ta Da.
In the mist of all this Sundance excitement, I was thrown a bit , just a wee bit of semi-bad news. During my surgery Dec. 10, when only the left thyroid and tumor were an item. Some how a part of the right was snipped off. Well... the results came back this week. When the nurse calls you 15 times in one day and stays until 8:00 pm to reach you, you can pretty much count on not-so-good- news. The right side of my thyroid is cancer. Full blown in all its glory.Yesss and Ta Da I get to go back to the 5-Star Hospital Feb . 11 for another surgery to remove the rest. This is the cool part of the story. I spent hours at Huntsman, getting pre-op tests and all. I was so tired I could hardly see. I pull into the driveway and close the door. My cell phone rings. To my surprise, ( not really) It's Laura... "Hi... I say" " What's going on?" she asks very firmly, "uh... funny you should ask, I was just trying to figure out a way to tell you I have to go back under the surgeon's sharp knife" "Do I need to come home?" she asks again even firmer. No.....no silly girl (yes, yes... please do) I will be fine, Jilly is going to take care of me" it's okay." Laura " well...fine... then and all the missionary's will be praying for you, I love you.. Bye" The conversation lasted all of 30 seconds. Is that girl in -tuned to me or what.? All those sleepless nights as a mother listening to her breathing, or rocking her for hours on end because you don't want to put their little bodies down, you want them right on your heart forever. You want to remember their smell, their heart beating right next to yours. But as you can see, the tables have turned and much sooner than I anticipated, now she is the Mother/daughter and worrier. As mother's we cannot love our children enough, we want them by us, or at least close to us forever. Ahh... there we go... the lead in for the great and wonderful Plan of Salvation. We can do just that... Yes, be with our families forever. It warms my heart and soul to even think Laura "felt" something was up. It warms me much more deeply that THIS is what she is teaching, to perfect strangers. How cool or scary is it to walk up to a house, knock on the front door and ask the homeowner if they would like to know of our Heavenly Father's plan, and the true Gospel of Jesus is here on earth today, and that they can participate in the blessings promised his children. It leaves me breathless to think of my little one, doing just that. The Master leading, protecting and guiding them "onward ever onward as we glory in his name." Back in 1992 when we first moved to Provo and I was busy unpacking, and wanted a little someone to give me some space, I sent my bundle of love out the front door to look for work. Laura went out, at age 7, in a new neighborhood and knocked on doors , introduced herself, and asked if there were any jobs she could help out with. She came home with 35 cents, and a feeling of accomplishment. Little did I even know, I was helping shape a missionary. Now we laugh about that story. What was I thinking? To send Laura out in a place I knew nothing about. While Laura was polishing up on some missionary skills, I was teaching her to go out in the world to learn and do. I was learning how to replace fear with faith. Funny to think that 15 years later, I would once again have to rely on the Father and replace fear with faith, and trust in his plan. And that Laura would once again be knocking on doors of strangers. We as Latter Day Saints are so blessed to know of the eternal plan for us and our families. I am so grateful for the opportunity Laura has to go and serve the Lord. Laura has touched so many lives, Rochester New York will be sad when she goes. Which is in 9 month by the way. Ya Hoo.!! Oh my... I have gotten off track again, so I will close and let all of you reading this you are loved and we cherish our friendships with you. So... Bryn... go to Sundance and show them how to really be a" star" and shine on baby girl. And Lolo my baby goat, you remember you are so loved and missed by so many. We are so proud of you and your decisions. Keep on rocking Rochester until we meet again. Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side. Be safe, hug your family, tell them you love them and be eternally grateful for our Lord and the love he sends us. I think it's time for me to do some " real cruising" , Love to you all. A Missionary Mommy, Kathy

Cruising the Temple Halls

2009-01-14T17:09:00.000-08:00

Howdy friends, I only have 15 minutes before Young Women's and if I don't jot something down now, it will never happen. Today whilst cruising the temple halls, who else do you know who likes to cruise the Temple halls? O.K. I know I am different, but I like it. Any who... There were 4 ladies, or sisters cruising ahead of me, well they weren't actually cruising, but they were ahead of me. I overheard with my Superman super sonic ears that they all had young daughters on missions. So of course I had to listen. " Well... my Meagan just baptized 2 on Sat.," " Well.... you should hear my Susie Anna tell the plan of Salvation, " "Well my Mary Poppins said she was the best Sister Missionary they ever had." Well this continued to the chapel. And I was lucky enough to sit right beside them ( did you notice the sarcastic in my writing)? They were not using their Chapel voices, their bragging went on for 20 minutes. As I sat quietly listening. I thought to myself.....Well...I have a special daughter on a mission too....she is wonderful too.....With no fear... she shakes her fists high in the air at Armenian men and with shouts of truth of the Gospel on Earth......She had in depth conversations with Agnostic Jewish man and then is asked to bear her testimony of the Savior to them..... Hmmmm... well lookie ...here ladies, top that cookie cutter Temple cruisers. When their bragging simmered down and we went to a new room, I sat very still and took in the great Spirit that can only be found in the Temple of the Lord. Then I looked around and saw, I had no one to brag to. I put my head down, cuz I can breath better, and we don't want to start any tears flowing or else, a panic attack will soon follow. As I sat there trying to hold back tears mixed with shouts of joy about how wonderful MY daughter is as a missionary. I wanted to climb on top of the Temple with Captain Moroni and shout at the top of my Cragun lungs " NO.. Laura is the best Sister Missionary out serving. Her Elders told me and I have their voice on recording to prove it. I have received letters from her investigators thanking me for the love in Laura's heart and kindness in her eyes, and hard working hands. Then I kinda felt sad again for I was alone, then it happened. "HINKS"????, Is that you? I felt the most glorious peaceful warm feeling ever. Ahhhhh...... the Comforter was with me and I twas not alone. I basked in the warmth of the Comforter and glowed knowing Laura is an amazing daughter of God. I have been the blessed Mother who got to raise her, teach her and nurture her. I am the Mother who knows her heart and soul. I am the Mother of a Missionary who always took a stand against right and wrong, or the "Principle of it". I am the Mother of a very hard working Sister Missionary who is freezing in below single digit temperatures and still trying to get our and spread the Gospel. I again looked at the cookie cutters ladies comparing their 3 carat diamonds and bleach blond hair cuts from La Shae La Mont ( ok I do love the bleach ) and thought how lucky I was to be alone in the Temple and ponder our Heavenly Fathers Plan and think of Laura far, far, away. How blessed I was to be able to feel the peaceful Spirit of the Comforter in the Temple this day. I was reassured, encouraged and calm. I was so happy, I didn't have to sit and brag and compare with the cookie cutter copy cat Temple cruisers. For I know my girl is the Best.!!! I am out of time and must go. I learned today never to compare my life with cookie cutter's lives, and I need to keep cruising the Temple halls. All in my own sweet time. "Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side"
Sundance Film Festival is a coming next week , I must might have to crash a party or two. And I heard sweet Allison is coming up to ski with some girlfriends so maybe I will have a chance to see her and take her thru the Draper Temple before it's dedication. Love to you all, and Lolo is doing great. She got to ski New York snow with some investigators Tori and Hannah, so now Tori and Hannah need to come out to Utah and see what real powder is like. Love you a Missionary Mom, Kathy

Secret Garden

2009-01-05T21:24:00.000-08:00

Shhhh... its a secret, don't tell. Doesn't everyone want a secret garden? Like in the movie, or possibly in a dream. A place where a child can play hide and seek, find unopened doors behind hedges, find secret treasures, dig for gold coins. We have such a small amount of child time, the innocent child time, the pure child time, when our imaginations can run as fast as our two little feet. Well.... this past week, Laura and Sister Winterton found a Secret Garden. They had driven past this vast, beautifully kept garden a few times, then they found themselves driving past a bit more frequently. Curiosity was starting to weigh heavily on these two adventurous red-heads. If they can open the double locked library door with a "fork", they surely can find away to get into the "gardens". Oh how I wish I were with them, I would come up with a cockamamie story to get in. Here's the difference between Sister Missionary' s and a scrapper. They just simply asked the owner if they could go in and look around. How could he say no to... two beautiful red-haired girls with big brown eyes. He couldn't... The very sweet and cautious gentleman, said "Why ... Yes... but please be careful and don't slip on the ice" Wow, that was easy. Maybe with the same wide eyed innocence the Queen would let the snoop around Buckingham Palace.
Oh my ....oh my.....my.. oh my, I got to see the pictures today..... what exquisite beauty, what playfulness, fun, what pioneer adventure. It was better than a movie, because my girl was the "star". There were pictures of Laura and Sister Winterton on old fashioned swings, really old antique swings, big and high, charming and captivating the kind only seen in castles or movies. They looked like children, big smiles and rosy cheeks and long red hair flowing behind them. I asked her...who were the two on the swings? She said '" me and sister Winterton. I could have sworn they were not a day over 5 years old. That is the magic of discovery. The white untouched snow was waist deep. The gates delicately elaborate, and the twinkle in their eyes was pure, childlike magic. Peeking thru the fairy-like gates, spellbound by the intertwined ivy vines creeping up the brick wall, the two Sisters watched squirrels chase each other and run up their familiar trees. Popping in and out of secret holes that only the squirrels know . These pictures I looked at today were magical and in the magic their light so shinned bright. The happiness that comes from with in and glows purely is the light of Christ. While having fun, exploring and observing their light shone brightly. It reminds me of our Brother Jesus in his own garden. Only he was not playing and exploring, but pleading with the Father for all of us so we can return " home" once again . Laura has to give a talk on the atonement tomorrow at Zone Conferance. She expressed her anxiety at not knowing what to say. I reminded her that when Grandpa Cragun went into UCLA Hospital for major cancer surgery , just in case ... his funeral services had been planned. Music, talks, program down to the smallest detail. I asked my Mother what his choice of music was. Mama Sue replied it was all about the atonement. For my Papa to want to center his funeral all around the atonement and what the Savior painfully did for all of us spoke volumes. He wanted everyone to know the importance of the atonement in his life, and what it meant to him. My father, a wonderful man, a "fine figure of a man", full of service to all, wanted to thank the Savior for giving us the opportunity to repent and return unto the fold. Papa knows that it is only through the Savior that we can return to our Father. What a gift we are given. How can we not pray on bended knee, our hearts full of gratitude? The deep gratitude sincerely felt for Christ's suffering on our behalf. In Gethsemae the Savior 'descended below all things' ( D & C 88:16) as He bore the burden of sin for every human being. " as we make the sacrifice to Him of all that we have and all that we are, the Lord will fill our hearts with peace. ( Bruce D. Porter) I am thrilled beyond anything imaginable that Laura is frolicking in secret gardens because of Our Savior in his Garden. As you continue your day, think of Laura and her adventures and discoveries, Secret Gardens and magic. Then thank our Lord for his endless love and pain he endured for ALL of us. Wow...what a thought, we are truly blessed. I looked up endure in the dictionary for my own benefit. Just listen to the definitions of endure: To resist, remain, last, continue , exist, prevail, sustain, service, outlast, carry on, live on, go on, hold on, outlive , bear up, permit, support with stand bear up, be patient, brave face, grin and bear it. These are just a few mentioned. Look it up and see if you could endure what our Savior endured for us. I hope to be taught to scan pictures in this darn computer and let you all see Lolo in the Secret Garden, but you can go to any religious book and see Jesus in his garden. My heart is once again full for the opportunity Laura has to serve. To help repay the debt of gratitude to our Atoning Savior. As always " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and know you are loved. HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL , I need to go shovel snow, so much for my secret garden :) Love a Missionary Mom, Kathy
P.S. Papa Cragun is going great, just undergoing shoulder surgery in hopes to improve his wicked tennis serve. What a man.

"Hinks"

2008-12-31T21:21:00.000-08:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE !!
I didn't know where to start for this past year has been chock full of BIG events. So I thought I would share a little personal story to end the year. President Gordon B. Hinckley was Laura and my most favorite Prophet. Maybe it was the way he said "Wonnderful ", or the way he challenged all of us to read and be excited about the BOM. Maybe it was the way he waved his cane to the people who loved him. I just wanted to pick him up and put him in my pocket. Whatever it was... President Hinckley made us all want to "Stand a Little Taller". We ...like most LDS members, felt the bittersweet sadness in our hearts when he passed on from this earth life. We were joyous for him to be reunited with his sweetheart, but how he is missed. The day of his funeral, it twas about 5 am and I had walked to the Provo Temple. I was sitting by the fountains and looking up at the gracefully waving Flag at half mass. The gentle falling of snowflakes had just begun, and I was missing my guy. Lolo called him...respectfully...".Hinks". I ever so softly heard my name...Kathy.... I perked up, sat alittle taller, I heard it again..Kathy....In my dramatic mind I was thinking " this is it... my personal inspiration" I stood up," Hinks is that you", cocking my head and waiting for some profound instructions on what to do. I heard my name again, this time there seemed to be a question mark at the end of Kathy. I turned and looked around...was anyone else hearing this, of course not, only the temple workers arrive that early. My bubble sorta popped when I heard my little neighbor calling out my name." Kathy, do you have on those gripper shoes"? I just had to giggle as I helped her up the slippery slope. Next big event. Laura and I going thru the temple together, as she was preparing for her Full-time LDS mission in Rochester New York.
I am proud to say I am following the footsteps of my great-great-grandmother, Martha Cragun , one of Utah's first children in the Salt lake Valley. She was driven to do as much temple work as she could. Martha was able to do many names for President Woodruff. I took that as a challenge to be like her. To have a desire to do the work. To date.. I have taken out endowments for 103 people. I have gone thru for women dating back to 1537 and some really cool Indian names, like Eating Bull, Tangled Hair, and Woman with pipe. I have a new OCD, and I love it. But my greatest day was another bittersweet moment. My daughter Laura packing her bags and walking thru the doors of the MTC. She was so calm, so positive, so ready, and possibly the most perfect daughter ever. We often thought 18 months... that's nothing, that's 18 fast Sunday's, it will fly by. I have never seen her braver. There was no time for tears and fond farewells. She had a mission to do, and by golly, "let's get this show on the road." You probably already know she was asked to give the closing prayer in front of 500 people. I was shaking in my boots, I just wanted to hold her, and love her up ( Debbie Kellogg saying), and hear her voice for 12 more hours. Okay... just 5 more hours, one hour, 15 minutes, please can I keep her? However, Laura is a warrior and a valiant missionary and she needed to go and to serve. How my heart is full, how my tears flow down my cheeks when I think of what she is doing in the service of our Lord. Laura is doing amazing work as a missionary. Her letters are inspiring, full of miracles and love. My best gift in this world is Laura, I could be living in a van down by the river and never feel lonely or in despair or poor. Laura is my miracle and the pounding of my heart is from her doing what is right, and being a worthy daughter of God to make this life decision. October 2009 will not come fast enough. But there is work to do and time is really quite short. I only wish I could film her every move and replay it day after day and beam with pride. My pledge to her and "Hinks" is to make both of them proud of me and for me to do my best at all times and " Stand a little Taller"
I pray for a "Wonnderful" year for each of you. I love you all, I appreciate you all. My heart of full of gratitude to our Savior Jesus Christ and the Atonement. Our Stake Presidency sent out a card this year and it states" And his name shall be called" Almighty...Beloved, Christ the Lord, Creator, Deliver, The Good Shepard, Eternal Father, Messiah...Mighty God...Prince of Peace, Son of God.... True and Living God.... and ending with Wonderful. May we all remember Jesus is the reason for this season. May we be happy...and grateful for all we have. Let's all try to make it a banner year, to be happy, to serve, and Stand a little Taller.
I shall write next year and in the in between time..."Stay on the Right side of the Light side"
and find comfort in knowing you are of great worth to our Heavenly Father and you are loved. Be safe, healthy and like our new Prophet... President Monson says " Enjoy the Journey"
Love and hugs to you, a Missionary mom, Kathy.

" What a Wonderful Life"

2008-12-26T10:35:00.000-08:00

Good-morning my friends. I hope all your Christmases were bright and Santa brought you at least one thing you wished for. On Christmas Eve, I was watching the classic "What a Wonderful Life " with Jimmy Stewart. We were about 15 minutes from the end of the movie and I hear a knock at the door. I grab Nightmare in her cute pink sweater with pearls and head to the door.
Well there he was....No not Santa, but pretty close. O' Glade Hunsaker , Mr. tall dark and handsome was holding a tray. He said" this is from Ms Kristen, This is from Ms. Judy, and this is also from Ms. Judy and me." He asks if all is well and am I ready for Santa. As I closed the door, I thought " What a Wonderful Life" to have friends who stop by in a snow storm to deliver love and glad tidings. Friends who make sure you are doing okay alone after zipper neck surgery. Friends who check up on you twice a day to make sure you are breathing( Jilly), Young Womens who sneakily leave me gifts and hide it behind a broom on the porch. Friends and neighbors who move snow in the middle of the night. And how wonderful to have a worthy, beautiful daughter on a mission, serving with all her might and soul. How lucky we are to have our Savior Jesus Christ and the atonement . It is a wonderful world and we are so blessed. My Christmas was perfect. A yummy family traditional meal with the O'dell Miner family. Watching Grandpa Miner put on his grand children's Indiana Jones hat and play with the whip. His lovely wife Dorothy by his side and always a sweetie who beams with the light of Christ and has so much love for her family, the feeling is a memory for sure. Watching the boys Mason and Logan play with the toys Santa brought. Watching adults trying to " figure" these flashlights out. Oh.... it was a joyous day for all. Thank-you to everyone who invited me into their home to share traditions and stories. And also for D'Anna Ely for inviting me over for a beautiful turkey dinner and to meet all her family. I thank-you all from the Southwest, Northeast, North west, Southeast sides of my heart.( Did ya get that Jilly) You.... my friends are truly wonderful and I love you all.
It is a Wonderful Life, Happy Holidays
Love Kathy, the Zipper neck. Stay on the Right side of the Light side always. right Bryn.!!

Holiday Barbie/Bryn

2008-12-24T09:31:00.000-08:00

Okay.... let me tell you about Bryn, Bryn-a-lyn- Bryn-a-san, Daughter #2, . Well ...why don't we just call her Mary Poppins, because she is "Practically Perfect in every Way" Yep, yep there is only one person with as much energy, ambition, motivation, STORIES, and kind heart as my Brynny. Many years ago, when I was a high powered office manager. We needed a nice girl, someone who would be a team player, work hard and laugh. The day Bryn walked thru the french doors at Dr. Hunsaker's dental office, I knew I found my girl. All decked out in red and khaki , her little blond bob neatly coiffed and just as polite as a well trained debutante. I asked her a few questions, and zippy-do-da... decision made, we had found our girl. Little did I know at the time, it would be a friendship of a lifetime, with more laughter and more stories. This girl has some narly stories. Come on Bryn , she is so modest. Who else rides horses with MITT ROMMEY?, or charmed Dennis Rodman to pose for a picture at his restaurant. " Ahhh come on Dennis... one little pic", Or even better... who gets to part-tay with Governor Huntsman, at the manse no less. If there is a will there's a way, she can do anything. As I was lying in my Hospital bed at the 5 star Huntsman Chateau, the door creaks open, and I see this bright cheerful, almost bewitching smile. "Hi Kathy, " Bryn says as she slowly sashays in the room. Oh my... is it the morphine or did Holiday Barbie just walk in the room. A festive red blazer with a holiday brooch. Yep, that's my girl. I looked like a cat run over and dragged 15 miles thru dirt,snow, blood and left for dead. Bryn on the other hand, couldn't have looked more lovely, bright and festive. How does she do it? We chatted for awhile, she sat patiently while I begged the nurse for more pain meds (refused), she gave me sympathy when they misplaced my clothes ( most importantly my tooth), and was so excited to learn I got to order anything I wanted from the menu. " Oh... Bryn says," they have the best food here, it is unbelievable" I'm like " Come on, lets get mad, no drugs, no tooth, and no food yet and it's 12:00. Bryn patiently sits and has a nice comment to say about everything. Flashback to the dentist office. In Dr. Hunsaker's 10 years of practice, Bryn was the only employee to get her picture with him. Bryn convinced the car detailing guy to let her sit in Dr's red hummer and take a picture. Bryn introduced Dr. Hunsaker to Cafe Rio, and he would only order it if Bryn wanted it that day, the girl is magic. And I mean it ...honestly. We won't go into detail the day she gave her two week notice, planning on heading to Wash., DC. to intern in a law office. Heh...Heh.... our secret Bryn and I love you for it. If I haven't heard from Bryn for 10 days or so, I wonder..."is she building a school for orphans in Hati", is she climbing the Great Wall in China?, Is she eating roasted chicken with her fingers with my daughter in Hawaii?, Yes..Yes.. and Yes... Bryn knows everyone and loves everyone and never has a mean thing to say. My heart is full of the love I have for her and her sweet mother Linda. Each time they visit, I am left feeling better about life. They are amazing and marvelous. I am so blessed to have them in my life. I love the fact that Bryn made a commitment to donate money to Lolo's mission fund, she says, she believes in LDS missions and blessings received . Bryn's mission is in the sky's. Flying for a major airlines, she is close to God and I do believe they communicate when she is in the clouds. Bryn has a pure light so bright, no one or nothing can dim it. I love you Brynny. I hope the stories continue and I will come to the cottage and enjoy some R & R with you when I am well enough to drive. Have a Merry Christmas - Happy Holidays and thank you for all you have done for me and Lolo. I don't need to tell you, but here goes" Stay on the Right side of the Light side" I love ya missy and would do anything in my power for you. Take care and thanks for letting me write about you.
Love Mommy #2 ,Kathy, Zipper neck, or just plain Fancy Pants.

Proud Mommie

2008-12-23T10:27:00.000-08:00

Hi Guys and Gals, I know I wrote a blog last night about my Jilly and I surely don't want to overload you all with my thoughts, but today I received a letter from MY Missionary Daughter.
Wow, Wow, Wow, You would all be so proud at her accomplishments in New York. I am in awe of her. Laura has the ability to touch so many people. Every investigator she has taught, prayed for guidance over on how best to reach these people had made baptism dates. They had a missionary Christmas party yesterday and they met up with everyone ever served with, the news back to our Lolo was that people she taught are making the choice to be baptized a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of latter Day Saints. I am sure she was in tears. She is making a difference, and bringing people to the Gospel. I was reading a talk by M. Russell Ballard " Daughters of God" and there was a part I loved so much I wanted to share it with all of you.
"There is no one perfect way to be a good mother. Each situation is unique. Each mother has different challenges, different skills and abilities, and certainly different children. the choice is different and unique for each mother and each family. Many are able to be "full-time moms"', at least during the most formative years of their children's lives, and many others would like to be. Some may have to work part-or full-time: some may work at home; some may divide their lives into periods of home and family and work. What matters is that a mother loves her children deeply and, in keeping with the devotion she has for God and her husband, prioritizes them above all else" I loved that part. God knows all our challenges, skills, talents and abilities and he trusts us with his most precious children. We as Mothers in Zion need to WANT to put our family first. To fight for them, to teach them correct principles, to set examples of purity and goodness. To make our homes a safe haven from the world. We are held accountable for what we teach God's children. Whoa !! That alone should keep us on our toes. Laura was a strong and valiant Spirit in the pre-Earth life, she listened to the lessons there, she made promises with the Father to return to Him with honor, she will not falter, her head is held high in the face of the adversary. Laura has such a gift of discerment, many times she told me what certain things meant. I was lost looking at the trees and she was like MOM...MOM... get your head out of the trees and listen to what I am saying. Then she would say something profound and I would again be shaking my head. Who is this girl, and how does she know so much? We are all born with the light of Christ, some let their light dim, others strive to keep the glow bright. I like to think of Laura as a beacon of light, helping everyone to be in tuned with the Spirit. Her actions and decisions have blessed me beyond words. In two days I will get to talk to her on Christmas Day. My heart pounds really...really hard when I think about it. What news will she have to tell me, I know one thing... it's not about presents under the tree. Laura will talk of the strong Spirits of the investigators and how she KNOWS they will be baptized. Laura will talk of the pure love of Jesus Christ, Laura will talk of the love she has for everyone in the mission field, but best of all Laura will talk to me.... her Mommy and I will hear her voice say " I love and miss you" . That will be my greatest Christmas gift this year. Just to hear her voice and the sweet spirit she brings into our home. Of course I am hoping a little Roo voice sneaks in there.
Thank-you everyone for the letters of encouragement to our Laura, the secret money sent to the Bishop to help out. We appreciate all you have done and wish you and your families a very Merry Christmas and a Happy and Healthy New Year. PS. Lolo's Christmas cards got lost in the mail, so don't be surprised if you get them later in the year. Remember to stay of the "Right Side of the Light Side", love to you all, Kathy...aka Zipper neck a missionary Mommy

Mommy Jilly

2008-12-22T18:07:00.000-08:00

Hi Friends, I hope you are all surviving the holiday season. The snow in Utah is unbelievable. Today, Lolo didn't email me, cuz of the planned Christmas day telly conversation. I have chosen to write about a few of my friends who I love dearly. I will start with Jilly Miner McCloud. Jilly and I met when Lolo was in elementary school at Edgemont in Provo. Jilly worked with the disabled children, mainly down children. She always impressed me with her love and patience for the children. Jilly called them " my kids", I always felt super cool hanging with Jill, she was the happening gal of Edgemont. Fast forward 10 years. We meet again when our wards combined and she called me to be in Young Women's. If ever sad or down, she can snap you out of it with a single sarcastic word. One of my all time favorites is " the whistle before the train"? To watch Jilly with her boys, all 3 of them is a joy and warms the heart. The young- ins Logan and Mason, and the stud daddy Joe. I asked Joe if I could be wife #4. He is a popular guy, there are 3 ahead of me. I woke up one morning to see Joe shoveling my backyard snow. How cool is he? and he is as funny as he is cool. Jilly's mom and dad invited me up to their "casa" for Thanksgiving, a feast for sure, and I gladly accepted the Christmas invite. Jilly and I have so much fun driving up to Camp Shalom to visit the girls at camp. We laugh the whole way. My favorite story with Jilly is when we pulled into a convenience store to grab a goodie. We stopped at the ice cream counter, I asked the ice cream parlor boy about sanitary conditions, he said it was clean. After I had my ice cream cone in hand and went to pay, Jilly was left on her own. I do believe she mentioned something about cleaning the ice cream scoop, he then proceeded to dip the spoon in water and then wipe it on his jeans with the other germs of the day. There.... all clean. What a riot. After my nurse maids Charlene and Allison headed back to California, they put me in Jilly's care. I had to check in morning and night, when I didn't show up for church on Sunday, she was in a panic and at my door. What a friend.!! So I wanted to let all my friends know how much I love and appreciate Jill's love , support, friendship and motherly care. I am so blessed to have her as my friend and I will be forever grateful for her kindness and taking care of me while in recovery. I love ya Jilly and thank-you for everything. Your partner in crime, Kathy

Proud Mama

2008-12-18T01:32:00.000-08:00

Read it" Me trying to sound Hi guys, It's 2:30 in the am and I can't sleep. I guess its because Laura read me the talk she has to present in Sacrament meeting for the X-mas program. I just can hardly believe it. She is a true missionary and so inspiring. The words coming out of her mouth are like some female apostle, or something. Laura has always been very sensitive, some have called her" over sensitive," but is there really such a thing? When Lolo was just a small babe, toddler if you will and we would go shopping for cards at Hallmark, she made me read every card to make sure they said what she really wanted it to say. Me" Ohhhh.... this picture is pretty and it's only $ 1.25, lets get it" Lolo enthusiastic cuz time was running out. Lolo " nope its not right", she would persuade me to read for what seems like hours to get the perfect card. Words have always meant so much, and she can tell a flake a mile away, so don't try to fool her, she's got your number. After listening to her talk, she had permission to talk, as she was checking up on me. Her talk made me think of things I love and things that make me sad. I will tell a few.
1. I love the smell of Christmas
2. I love the excitment in children's eyes at Christmas
3. I love my daughter, who God has trusted in me to teach and nurture.
4. I love the way she talks like our barking nightmare dog Litlte Roo
5. I love how Lolo likes to cuddle and spoon and how she places her head between my shoulder blades and heals me.
6. I love Temples and the work that is done there.
7. I love that I have gone 98 times this year and my first was with Laura.
8. I love the Gospel of Jesus Christ and that my daughter is sharing it's truth to who ever they can teach.
9. I love my family, young and old, dead and living, funny and boring.... because they are MY family and the treasured memories are worth more than gold.
10. I love my friends who watch out for me and truly care.
It could go on a couple pages, so I will stop. My next thought at this awful hour is: things that make me sad.
1. Picturing our Savior Jesus Christ on the cross.
2. Seeing children cry cuz they are hurt or scared.
3. Seeing grown people cry cuz they are hurt or scared
4. Throwing away memories
5. People refusing the Gospel
6. Seeing my family get old and frail.
7. Thinking about Prophet Joseph Smith in the Carthage Jail
8 Never getting to shake hands with President Gorden B. Hinkley " Hinks"
9. People never going to the Temple
10. Wasted time.
Once again I could go on. Laura has taught me so many things, and that was before she turned 3. tee hee. What a privilege it is to have her in my life. The distance isn't too bad, and I know we can be a family forever, she will always be there for me ,making me laugh, spooning in the afternoon, talking like Little Roo, and teaching and nurturing me. I am beaming that she was asked to speak in church on such a special day. A day to honor Jesus Christ. Laura's talk will be amazing, she will cry, laugh and she will touch hearts. So... now I am sleepy and need my beauty rest so I will leave you with those thoughts . Maybe when its a quite moment you will write down what you love and what makes you sad. Then think of our potential and be full of gratitude for the blessings we have been given. Hey...I am alive, and my neck was sliced open. what a miracle. Well maybe next time I will have a chance to tell you all about the coming up baptisms. Lets just say that every life she touches wants more of that she has to tell them. Just to be near her is a gift. Boy oh Boy do I love that girl. So nightly night, and I hope you slept tight. And as always " Stay on the Light side of the Right side" Love a missionary mommy,

Zipper Neck

2008-12-16T19:32:00.000-08:00

Yep, yep folks, I am now an official, certified, organic lil' zipper neck. I can wear a strand of pearls for no reason, but to look cool. I can now say I was under the surgeons knife in the fanciest, most beautiful hospital in the world. It was totally 5 star. From the moment you park your car in the glassy window parking lot, to the soft knock-knocks at your door" room service" to the mints by your bed then the housekeepers come to empty your garbage. It was a riot, and I loved every minute of it. Well there was one minute I didn't enjoy. It goes like this. Nurse as she is poking at a blood clot," I just want to see what's under it" poke, poke, Me " NO, it hurts', Nurse: Oh ....let me must take a peek under that clot" pokke, poke, Me: NOOOO! swat hand away, kicking feet and thrashing around the bed with my sister Charlene and niece Allison watching. They could tell something was about to break loose and it wasn't those free peppermints. " Take cover folks she is about to blow" I sat straight up in the bed, held my hands up in the air, as if saying 10 Hail Mary's, and proceeded to quit breathing. Which in turn brought on more wheezing and weird noises. My brain heard them and thought, " what are those noises , and who is making them" This is a 5 Star Hospital ya know, all screamers lower floor please. And who is rubbing my back?? who is asking me questions about anxiety and panic disorder? No.... I am stable, it was my dad who threw the phone at the nurse at UCLA. I....am....perfectly.......calm, just don't touch me. After about 10 minutes of wheezing, sniveling, and a stranger danger back rub. I figured out those awful noises were me. Eggads..... Oh..my arms are still in the air!!!!, I hope they closed the door, did anyone see? how embarrassing.in a 5 Star Hospital. Well... that taught them, don't go poking around someones zipper neck when it hurts and is swollen. Like I said before, my stay was most interesting, next time I am going to bring my dog, and have a party, there is room for 5 to sleep there and showers, laundry, kitchens for all your friends. It will be most fun and eventful. Prognosis: I am recovering fine, actually went to the temple today, 97. ya ho. only 3 more to go. So this blog was about moi, but I have some fantastic news from Laura and I will write about her tomorrow. Remember to stay on the light side of the right side even in 5 Star Hospitals. Love and kisses, Kathy

Christmas wish list???

2008-12-05T19:36:00.000-08:00

Merry Christmas almost .... to everyone. Is the Spirit of Christmas in the air? Is everyone excited for Santa and what he'll bring? Are we all giving to others something they can't live without? As I wrap Laura's Christmas gifts tonight, a big ole tear rolled down my hot little cheek. Hmmmm.... maybe it will be a lot harder than I thought. Then I said in a small whisper, barely loud enough for Roo to hear.....".i want you back.....i changed my mind.....i can't do Christmas alone....i need you."
As I am folding the corners of the paper and fluffing the bow, a moment of self pity swept by me like a firefly in the hot summer days, then as quickly as the tear came, it disappeared. My background music since Laura went on her mission has been Called to Serve. I have played it 24/7. Slowly the deep voices of the Motab start coming in. Called to Serve him heavenly King of glory, chosen heir to witness for his name, far and wide they tell the Father's story, far and wide their love proclaims. Onward ever, onward as we glory in his name. Forward pressing forward is the silent song we sing. God our strength will be press onward ever called to serve our King. Well, by now I'm dancing in the kitchen, singly loudly as all get out. In times like these, when we feel we can't go on, we must cast our burdens at his feet and trust in him. Our Loving Father in Heaven knows us and our children better than we do....what?? impossible, I know Lolo better than anyone. Wait a tic.... No I don't, the Master does, and the Master knows excatly what we need ..want,..should and shouldn't have. Have any of you been at the Temple and just sat and listened to the music? Music invites the Spirit, how blessed we are to be able to invite the Spirit in . And on the flip side...how easy it is for the Spirit to leave us alone to carry our burdens. Laura has told me so many spiritual experiences she has had in the mission field. It is fantastic, amazing, delightful and brings me great joy. Who am I do secretly wish her back into the arms of a mother hen, who am I to want her to leave her investigators and come rub my neck. Well...I am a Missionary Mom who misses her daughter to an extent so unimaginable I can hardly stand it. No...No.... I do not want Laura to sneak home, she has a calling, the dye has been cast. As Laura loves the writing of Henry B. Eyring. He states" I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the adversary, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity. I won't give up, shut up,or let up until I have stayed up, stored up, and paid up for the cause of Christ. I must go till He comes, give till I drop, preach till I know, and work till He stops me, and when He returns for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me. MY BANNER WILL BE CLEAR". How perfectly President Erying puts these strong and inspiring words. I will look forward to next Christmas, and we will wrap presents together, tell ole family jokes, missionary war stories, and when a big ole tear rolls down our cheeks, it will be because of laughter and treasured memories and returning with honor. So next year will be delightful, maybe a party everynight, as long as it ends before 11:00, you know we are sleepy heads.
There will be 2 baptisms this Dec. 13th that Laura had a part of. How happy she must feel, her confidence is beaming, her self worth high. Laura is doing the loving work for the Lord, what better gift could I have . There is no way Santa could ever top this. This is amazing, I stand all amazed at the Love in the mission field and home. It seems like all the missionarys love everyone, Laura sends home pics that say..oh this is Nicole, an investigator", Hellllo, an investigator, my girl is teaching and preaching the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Holy cow and holy Bessie. I am so happy and proud right now. Santa sorry, we love you, but the Master is the only one who can bring us true and everlasting happiness. One quick temple experience and then I am done. This week when I was doing proxy work for the dead , I was given a very unusual name , from Germany in 1740. I never did get hooked on phonics, so I worked especially hard in the pronouncation, it was a name I shall never forget. That was on Wed. on Friday, I had the 0pportunity to be present when she was sealed to her family and children. Wowwie. That doesn't happen very often. The Sister next to me said, there will be some very happy people to meet you in the hear after. I couldn't believe it. What a joy and blessing it was for me to do her work. Nope..... Santa can't do that either. So I guess what I am trying to say is,
The greatest gift we receive are our blessings from Heavenly Father, gifts for eternity. Christmas is a very special time of the year when we express to our loved ones how much we love them, we share stories and listen to stories, we become closer as a family and strive to live our lives in a manner that we will be together again. So what's 10 m0re months. We can do it, and do it we will. No more crocidile tears on hot cheeks, no more silent whisperings of wishes we really don't want to happen. We follow the example of Christ our Savior and love everyone. We reach out to those in need, to the lonely and down trodden. Our mission on earth is to bring happiness into the lives around us and develop a relationship with Heavenly Father, and do his will. I love Christmas, the lights, the colors, the packages under a tree, and thoughts of a babe in a lowly manger. I would like to wish you all Merry Christmas early, I am having surgery next week, and don't know when I will be back at the computer, so if you don't get a card, don't worry, I didn't forget you, I will just be a little slower this year. I love you all so much. Each and everyone of you have brought something wonderful in to my life and I thank-you for that. I thank-you for sharing your time, money, and thoughts with my missionary. May you all have a wonderful , warm Christmas...but don't forget the reason for the season. He hasn't forgotten you. "Stay on the bright side of the light side" and may your wishes will come true. Love to you all my buddies and Laura's friends.
from a Missionary Mom.

Happy Thanksgiving

2008-11-27T17:26:00.000-08:00

HAPPY THANKSGIVING too all my friends and family. What a wonderful time of year, leaves are falling all around us. A bit of chill in the air and snow on the mountain tops, families meet together to show gratitude and eat great foods, and hopeful memories abound in-between bites of pumpkin pie. Well, this year was different year. Laura 3,000 miles away sharing memories and learning of her new friends past Thanksgiving day memories. I was invited to dear friend Jill's family The Minor's. I wasn't much in the mood until I was walking up the steps, then the smells of thanksgiving dinner snapped me back to thanksgivings of old. We had such a lovely day, and enjoyed a lovely meal. It's kinda of weird not being "home" shooting the breeze with the siblings I used to fight with. I missed my papa putting his hands on my mama Sue's shoulders and saying "well Mom, I guess well keep you another year" This the the reason we write books about our own history and family stories and traditions. Because...someday when you least expect it, YOU could be alone too. The generosity of the Minor Family was overwhelming, I was treated like a guest, and didn't have to life a finger. I was able to indulge in adult conversation and enjoy a beautiful dinner. I felt spoiled and I want them to know how much I appreciate their kindness and opening their house to me. They even sent me home with some "Silver Soft" , a product which O'dell Minor has invented and patented. It helps scrapes, excema, abrasions, infections etc. Our Laura has had a flare up of excema and has been put on those darn predisone tablets to get control of this skin problem. So if this works for her, Look out Rochester, she will not only being out walking the streets to share the Gospel, she will also put a plug in for "Silver Soft" once a sales man, always a salesman. I am grateful for the generosity of our friends here in Provo and the friends 3,000 away.
Thanksgiving also gives us a chance to reflect on all of the blessings we have in our lives.
We have families, the Gospel of Jesus Christ, we have the knowledge of eternal families. Now we just need to live worthily to get all these blessings. I'm excited. Yesterday while at the Provo Temple, a temple worker said" Hi Kathy, how are you"? I could not place her, but she seemed to know me so well. I asked someone with better eyesight what her name was.... it was Sue McGivin, she rented me an apt. when I was 24 and going to BYU. Her memory is sharp, and it reminded me to be grateful for her and the deals she gave me while I was a student. In every step we take there is a blessing, we just need to recognize them and then be grateful for them, and then thank our Heavenly Father for all we have. I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving day and got plenty of hugs. I thank those of you who opened your doors to some who are alone, cuz I was one of those this year. I thank the people/members in Rochester New York who opened their house to my daughter. I thank President Hemmingway and his dear Wife who keep a watchful eye out on Laura and see her needs and give her blessings. I especially thank my loving , silly, goofy,family for all the material they have given me so I can present a thanksgiving story at the drop of a hat. And also for the Love that is in my family. I get on bended knee and thank Heavenly Father for the two wonderful parents I have been blessed to have. There guidance, love, support,example, teachings,and sacrifices they made in my behalf are too many to mention. My last time I was doing "sealing Proxy", our Sealer said, "Next time you see your parents, thank-them for being born in the covnent, that is one of the greatest gifts of all" So I made sure my parents knew that. I am thank-ful for all of you, Laura's friends and my friends who write often, and check in with me often to make sure I am okay. I got a little surprise this week, when I got the missionary print out I noticed some gifts that Laura recieved for Laura's missionary fund. Thank-you to everyone who has helped put "Our" missionary thru. Especially in these hard times, people still know the importance of the missionary service and I am thank-ful for all of you. Take care and God Bless, and as always
" Stay on the Right Side of the Bright Side" Love to you all, a missionary mom, Kathy

Road Kill and pig dogs

2008-11-11T14:18:00.000-08:00

Hi Family and friends,
Hope all is well and the snow doesn't fall too quickly this year. I am not ready for slick roads in Utah or Rochester. As I read my email from Laura yesterday, these thoughts came to my mind.
To the tune of "Green Acres"
Green Acres is the place to be.....
Real farm living is the life for me...
Clap board houses spread out far and wide..
Keeping these Sisters "Bookin it" side by side...

New York is where we really are........
No sky scrapers, but lots of bars..
Road kill and pig dogs everywhere
It's no surprise, we didn't do our hair.

da da da da da.... Acts :1... da da da da da Luke :2
da da da da da...da da da da
Bacon that pig just stole and ate my shoe.

We're called to Serve
Good-bye pampered life.....
So Spenceport we are here......

Our Laura is having so many experiences with a great many people. She has eaten Holopsi in the sauna with a Ukranian family, has had stimulating conversation with Agnostic Jew who is so knowledgeable and great to talk to. And tried to convert a whole group at the local scrapbook store by inviting them to enrichment night. My ...my that girl is busy and touching so many lives. Her goal is firm, teach the gospel of Jesus Christ and bear testimony of his atoning sacrifice for us. and the truth of the Book of Morman . I just want to shout with joy and the proud feeling I get just seeing her growth. Laura has a firm understanding of the eternal perspective , she knows what needs to be done and what she needs to do to accomplish her goal and return with honor. This will be a hard Thanksgiving and Christmas with out hearing the laughter of Laura. But I look at it with the knowledge that her light is shining and bringing joy and everlasting happiness to the children of our Heavenly Father. Knowing Laura has dedicated this time of her life to the service of the Church and our Savior is the best present I could have in my life. What a blessing it is to have her in the mission field. I have become a active temple worker. I excitedly drive to the temple 5 times a week to do the temple ordinances for those who can't do it for themselves. By Laura's example I have become a better person in serving the Lord myself. I went to a World wide Cragun Family reunion a few weeks ago. My 3 times great grandmother Martha Cragun Cox has inspired me to always be of service to God's children. And with Laura on a mission, I have no other choice but to be of service. I want to make my family proud of me. And talk about stories about the wild, wild west, now I see where Jack gets it, and Jack's Kid get it, and Jack's Kid's Kid get it. We need to count our blessings, just like the famous song, we will be surprised what the Lord has done. We have so much to be grateful for, and need to help others daily. I was watching a show on the History channel the other night. It was about gangs, jail, and religion. A return missionary who got sided by gangs told his story. He went on to say " I've served 2 years as a missionary and served 2 years in jail, and I'll tell you, being a missionary is harder than jail time". Yeah Laura, we are so proud of you. Thank- you everyone for your letters of support and love to Laura. I can't begin to thank you enough for your love, support and dollars that help Laura along. Laura is OUR missionary, she is OUR girl, Our friend who is praying and working to be best she can be and make all of us proud. As always "Stay one the Right Side of the Light Side " and you will be blessed. Love from a Missionary Mom, Kathy

Call in the Troops

2008-11-04T06:55:00.000-08:00

G'day friends,
This past 2 weeks have been topsy turvy for our little Laura. But first a little giggle on what happened to me on Saturday at the Temple. I had a migraine all day, as I was lying under a pillow of ice, I thought to myself, " oh just get up and go serve." So I pretty much jetted out the door. Once there, I noticed I wasn't wearing a bra, but at least my clothes were on. I put on my dress and something felt airy, I took dress off, zipper broke, oh brother, maybe I should just go back under the pillow of ice . The kind little ladies helped me fix it and off I went to the Chapel. I love watching the young Missionarys come in. There was a whole row behind me, all these handsome young men, so willing to serve. I leaned over to grab a Book of Morman and I felt that zipper start at the bottem and very quickly open all the way to the top. Back exposed!!! and missionary's behind me giggling. Once again, I was ushered out and helped by sweet little ladies who just found me a new dress. I almost felt VIP as they wisk me out and down the elevator and back up all in record time. All is well, but a funny memory. Okay back to Lolo. On Saturday night, I had a strange feeling, couldn't peg it. Well...maybe the time change or Christmas coming up. So I retired early with Little Roo. I couldn't sleep all night. Up and down, looking at the clock, twinkie snack, mystified, I finally went to sleep at 4:35 am. The Young Woman's President called about 9:00 am to go over plans for the Evening in Excellence coming up on Wed. After talking to her, I thought I could see if anyone called my cell phone. I opened the phone and there was a message at 4:32 am. It was from Lolo. FREAK OUT !! It was quick and to the point. Laura had an emergency transfer the night before and wanted to give me the new address to send her winter boots. After a near breakdown of what could have happened to cause a emergency transfer. I started to think about the events of her time served thus far. Hmmm she just had a blessing from President Hemingway, 2 weeks before Laura met with a General Authority, Palmyra Pagent, Sacred Grove, baptisms, Her and Sister Evans were working hard to be led to investigators and people searching for the Gospel. After wearing out the living room carpet, I sat and thought for a second. Laura is responsible, nurturing, hard-working, dedicated to sharing the Gospel, willing to do what ever is asked of her, and I raised her to always choose the right way, or else the Angels will put black marks on heavens chalkboard. Well I couldn't get to the computer soon enough on Monday morning. As it turns out there have been some problems with OTHER Sister missionarys, different girls, hormones all come into play. Some people just have a harder time adjusting to the life of 100% service. Well.... not my girl. The President chose Laura because of all her skills and talents for making a situation right. Laura has the ability to keep people calm, and get along with everyone, and then make them laugh. So it was like calling in the troops to fix things. President knew Laura could calm a crazy situation and make it all okay. Laura had a hard time packing her things, she loves the Elders so much, why I am Mama Love to them and they write me. It was a group effort getting her ready to move on, everyone was crying, and there were Elders racing across Rochester to help out. I bet she really felt loved. Oh... the trials of a mission, I feel like I am right next to her living out the sad, happy, excited, disappointed times with her. As sad as it is, it will make her stronger and a stronger leader. I told her to find the good in the move and be grateful for the trials we all experiencing. Easier said than done for her. But I have total faith in my daughter, she will rise above the chaos , calm it down and make it all better, then grow from her experience. I think of the emergency transfer as a gift, a gift to others who now have the opportunity to meet a Angel and serve with her. I kinda feel that is why I couldn't sleep, even 3,000 miles away Missionary Mommies are tuned in. Thank you all for the letters you send. Laura sent back a stack again to " archive", Bryn, Linda, Debbie, Papa, Mama Sue..... thank-you for the precious words you send Laura, your support is so appreciated, we love you all. Have a good week and I will keep you posted on the new transfer. As always "Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" and you will be blessed. Love Kathy a Missionary Mommy

General Authorties Visit Rochester

2008-10-23T07:22:00.000-07:00

Hi Guys and Gals,
Okay, here's how it went down. For Zone Conference the GA's ( General Authorities), were planning a visit. All Missionary's were on Red Alert !! Who will be chosen for an GA interview? Laura was like, well...there are so many better than me, I'm not to worried they will call me. So at 10:30 on Sunday night, they get the call....Sister Burns you have been chosen to have an interview . Yikes !! and you are the only Sister missionary getting one. Be here at the church at 7 am sharp.. So Laura says she got to the chapel and she had her tissues ready. There were many Elders and only her. Elder Packer shook everyone's hands and then interviews started. As Laura is patiently waiting her turn, which was in the middle of the interviews, her skirt decides it wants to stick to her legs. So tissues in hand and skirt clinging, she was called in. Then Laura offered a word of prayer with the GA. aghhhhh !! Then Elder Packer asked Laura what the hardest thing about her mission was. Much to my dismay it wasn't not being with me and Roo:).Laura replied she had some feelings of being inadequate. And Elder Packer said " I feel inadequate too" He told her it was okay and that she's probably a better missionary because she can understand where investigators are coming from. Laura reports he was so nice and said she is doing just fine. In her own words here it comes " Then as he stood up to shake my hand at the end, he grabbed it, looked into my eyes, pauses for a long second and said" Tell your Mom... Pause... that the Lord appreciates the work you are doing here". Laura said she never brought me up in the interview. He truly is an inspired man of God. Yep..Yep.. my little Laura was interview by a GA. That is a miracle itself. The Elders in her district are the best. They really watch out for the Sisters and even me. I get mail from them and they tell me how amazing my daughter is and how much they love me. They are so cute, and ALL are planning on coming to Utah to "hang with Mama Love" They are still teaching deaf investigator Kenneth the oompa loompa, he wants to be a pastor and thinks he is already saved. He has the most amazing spirit, and it is a slow process. They are still teaching the FDLS gal, Laura said he is super nice and wasn't raised on a compound. They must have been asking too many questions, ( that's my girl) cuz she got a bit offended by something. Now they have to fix it. I have faith in her ability to make it right. The girl is awesome. Things are happening all around us, we need to be aware of people in need and are looking for help. Through service we find ourselves. I too have had some missionary experiences here in Provo. I know they were sent to find me, these things are not just by accident, but with the hand of the Lord involved in all things which are good. I am so blessed to have Laura serving, she is making a difference in so many peoples lives and I am so proud of my daughter. Thats it for now friends, Thanks for your support and letters to Lolo. " Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" Love Missionary
Mommy

Sneaky Gene's come from Papa Jack !!

2008-10-17T07:28:00.000-07:00

Well ....Lookee here, I am finally getting a little blog written. Okay, that Laura is so sneaky, just like Mommy and Papa Jack. Laura's area is now in Brighton in the President's ward. So they seem to be at the Church house a bit more. I don't know how much I should say, but I find the story so cute I have to spill the beans. Sister's Burns and Evans had a few things to do at the meeting house while the Men's Saturday night Priesthood session was going on. I am sure Laura thought of it . Her and Sister Evan's decided to sneak into the Mother's room and listen to the session over the intercom. Laura was loving it, she was like everyone should hear this. One talk was about recognizing the sacredness of woman and their role in the family. It was a boost to their individual worth for sure. No one knew they were in there, the cell phone rings and its the Elders in their district , just wanting to let them know how precious they are and they love them. Ahhhhh isn't that cute!! I love it when Lolo is sneaky, it brings back so many memories of the sneaky things we did together. She made it through another transfer and is in Brighton for about 6 more weeks, then on to another comp. and area. It was a very emotional Conference weekend for all the missionary's. They all soaked in the words of advice and counsel and were hungary for more. They got to hear Elder Lynn Robbins speak. she couldn't take notes fast enough. They were called into help interpret the deaf members . It sounds like Sis. Evans is really talented in signing and her services are needed quite often. Laura told a great story about President Eyring too, and his confirmation from the Lord to speak on Unity
at Conference. For 6 days straight he wrote a talk, then presented it to the Lord to see if he was supposed to cover a certain topic. Each time the answer was NO, it came to him to speak on Unity, even though he had just recently spoke on it. And he received his answer. Unity was to be his Conference topic, not to many know the story behind his talk. I love that Laura is able to hear these great men show their trust and love in the Lord. It is so heart warming to read Laura's letters and see her potential and growth. She is amazing. I hope you all enjoyed Conference weekend. It is definitely a time to fill our cup with counsel from the General Authorities. Hopefully, we will have a baptism soon. So everybody pray for Kenneth. "Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side? Love to you all for your letters and support. We love you all.
Love a Missionary Mom

Ribs, Bibs and "Stalking Santa"

2008-09-30T13:49:00.000-07:00

Hi friends, well another beautiful Fall day in Provo Utah. I could live the Fall season year around. Our girl was able to go back to the Church sites with deaf investigators. She said it was so great and they got to attend a Temple session in ASL. Laura was is the American Sign Language Club while in high school, maybe some of it is coming back. They have had many spiritual experiences with the deaf investigators, one can see the Hand of Heavenly Father every where. There is another baptism on the horizon, lets pray for Kenneth. Laura describes Kenneth as a little oompa loompa Matt Damon look alike with the cutest laugh and smile. His Spirit is strong and he is ready. While at the E.B. Grandin Building everyone wanted pizza. There is a Pizzaria across the street. It was filled to the brim with Morman's, telling the Missionary's ' order whatever you want missionaries don't pay when menber's are around" , then a Bishop from Syracuse joined in and offered drinks and whatever else was wanted. The Missionary's were very full and very grateful for their generosity. The investigators were able to be a part of all of it and it was great. Then as the Relief Society General Broadcast was going on Laura last Saturday , Laura spotted Lisa Clark's mom singing and yelled out in the Chapel " That's my friend." We just get excited when we see our friends on National T.V. Then the"Stalking Santa Movie" became a hot topic. For those of you who don't know what "Stalking Santa" is, well... it is the Clark's movie they made about this zanny guy out to prove Santa is real. We love the movie and all family members got it for Christmas last year. Deseret Book sold it, I would suggest if you see it, grab it and have a wonderful family evening. So... once again... we are buying the heart-warming " Stalking Santa" for all the Missionary's and their families. The Clark's son Miles was my Sunbeam when they moved into our ward 5 years ago, he also is a STAR in the movie. We love the Clark's and the movie. ( a little plug). Laura is working hard, praying harder and getting the word out about Jesus Christ and his Gospel here on Earth. I am so grateful for her growth and her decision to serve. I play the "Called to Serve" CD 24/7 at home, it invites the Spirit... as music does, and reminds me hourly what my daughter is doing. How proud I am of her choices and keeping her oil lamp full and staying worthy to be a represenative of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I am humbled by her and all who dedicate their time and energy to be a Missionary. My sister Mary told Laura a little secret when she got her mission call. Auntie St. Mary said to Laura" You know what Laura? missions are really hard work, but what they don't tell you is that, its fun too". By reading Laura's letters and seeing the pictures she sends home, I can see the sparkle in her eyes and she is having fun Aunt Mary, she is having fun. When you are living right you find true happiness. Thanks for your letters of support and those who sacrifice in Laura's behalf. Your encouragement to Laura and to me is much appreciated. Okay Bryn here we go...." Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side" Love to you all.
Missionary Mom Kathy

Flirt to Convert

2008-09-19T11:47:00.000-07:00

Hey Friends, Whoa..... it's been a busy and hectic 2 weeks. I feel so guilty for not having a spare second to let you know the what's what with Laura. Bryn, I now know when your're not "horsing" around with Mitt Romney or decorating bungalows you engage in a bit of humor, mingled with the spiritual good works of my missionary while running to catching a plane. I feel especially lacking in my Mommy tales. Are you happy you can catch up ? Ya know I love ya dearly my Geisha Girl. On with the tales of Laura. I titled this post "flirt to convert", because that is a new phrase recently learned and practiced by little Lolo. One of their newest investigators is the young plumber who was sent to fix their toilet ( of all things). Well now we know it works, both the toilet and the catch phrase. I do believe the Sisters are on lesson #3. I can picture it now, 2 adorable Sister Missionary's sitting on the edge of the tub, while preaching the Gospel. Laura had another cute story. They were helping out in a retirement, old folks home, the cutest, tiniest, Jewish grandmother was in her walker... walking excitedly towards Laura. She had something fun to say and her walker couldn't move fast enough to talk to the "Red-haired one", Laura was flattered that this 95 year old grandma wanted to share a secret with her. Laura was thinking, "ahhhh the training with my Mom years ago in the old folks homes is coming through", then the Jewish Lady finally got to Lolo, out of breath, yet with a big smile on her face, told Laura a secret. "Guess what? she says, we have the SAME SHOES" Well at least we know Sister Missionary's are fashionable!!! On a sad note, the Sisters had a investigator pass away unexpectedly at age 32. I saw the pictures of Sister's Burns and Evans crying with mascera running down Sister Evans face. If it wasn't so tragic, it could be funny. Someday when they are home and look back on their mission pictures and come across that one, there will be once more laughter mixed with tears. Having the knowledge of Heavenly Father's plan brings so much comfort when tragic death happens. Maybe it actually makes the Missionary's work even harder to spread the Gospel to everyone so they will find comfort in times of trials. Also our friends Christopher and Lisa Clark's sister and husband were in a plane crash in Mesa AZ. Aug. 16, both are in an AZ. hospital with years of extensive surgeries ahead. Stephanie( Clark Nielson) wrote the blog NieNie Dialogues about her life at home as a wife and mom. It is told that she had fans everywhere reading her daily life being a mommy and wifey. She has made a great impact on the lives of "readers" enjoying her life. What a wonderful missionary she is. People want what she has written about. Her love, joy, trials, about her everyday life have brought many to inquire about the Gospel. People in this troubled world are looking for some light, some brightness to help them along in their struggles and found her blog refreshing and happy. Please remember the Clark Family in your prayers, their medical bills are set in the millions. If you have a spare dollar or two every donation is much appreciated. I am so thankful for the Gospel of Jesus Christ and that Laura is serving a mission. She is working so hard in every way to bring people one step closer to eternal happiness. As exhaustion hits those serving at the end of the day , they must feel so full of gratitude for the blessing we all have. Also thank-you for the prayers said in Laura's and my behalf. My surgery went well and I am on the road to Rockin Provo when I fully recover. Always remember to Stay on the Right Side of the Light Side and be cheerful and grateful in all things. We thank-you for your friendship and support. Love to you all, Missionary Mommy , Little Roo, and cousin Ali too.

"Cradle of Restoration"

2008-09-07T10:35:00.000-07:00

Hi Friends, Today as I think of my gratitude for the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and for all I have to be thankful for. My happy heart is so full for all that is good, and all that is good comes from God. As Laura is serving so faithfully, she is experiencing miracles beyond our wildest dreams. Last week they had a Zone Conference at Hill Cumorah, THE Hill Cumorah, how wonderful is that? Then the Missionary's moved on to the E.B. Grandin building where the Book of Morman was first printed. Can you believe it, little LoLo was standing in the very spot of the first Prophet Joseph Smith, and the printing of the Book of Morman. Who would have thought!! It takes me back to when Laura received her mission call. She was on the phone to Grandma and Grandpa Cragun while reading her Called to Serve letter. When she read " you have been called to serve in the New York Rochester Mission," I could sense just a tiny bit of disappointment that she wasn't going overseas. With her brains, we thought for sure it would be Paris, Italy, Greece, Russia, somewhere as grand as her. Then, after the first letter from her Mission President Michael Hemmingway, stating she will be serving in the " Cradle of Restoration" we felt the Spirit so strongly we couldn't hardly speak. For we both knew it was a calling from God and that she would be where the Gospel of Jesus Christ was restored. How grateful I am for where she was called to serve. I can only imagine walking on the same ground as Angels, witnesses, and Prophets. What an wonderful experience she is having. While at the E.B. Grandin building, she was "shopping" in a little gift area, and lo and behold, Laura spotted a familiar name...the name was Rand Packer, our dear friend in Provo. There were Missionary magnets that he created to inspire people. The Packer's gave her a set of these magnets when they heard of her calling. What a blessing to have such humble and wonderful friends. Laura must have been beaming telling all the other Missionary's she was raised with Shalayne Packer and how much we love and adore their family. Shirlee Packer is the sweetest example of what we should strive to be as Mother's in Zion. It seems like every letter I receive there are blessings abounding and miracles happening. We are so grateful for the Missionary program and that Laura is serving, sacrificing and learning each and everyday. President Hemmingway shared with the Missionary's a verse he wrote with the "Called to Serve" tune. It is beautiful and I would love to share it with you, but am waiting for permission. Laura said it was most inspiring and beautiful. Another blessing in our lives are President and Sister Hemmingway. They are watching out and teaching our Laura with the Spirit of God.
Next just a quick note on Sister Evans , Lolo's new comp. All is well, All is well. I am grateful for her and how easily they " mesh" . Laura was able to see Sis. Ure at the Zone Conference, a friendship forever. Sister Ure snuck Laura's planner and wrote messages on each page.so cute.!! Also..Lo asked for some perfume, which surprised me, and a cute shirt for P-Day. Hmmm what is that red haired girl up too? All is well, all is well.:) I just got back from Stake Conference, President Unchdorf spoke about Missionary work, I was so proud I think I could have lit up the whole building I was beaming so bright. I was also lucky to sit by handsome David Kader a long time friend who has just returned from a summer in Jerusalem. Laura serving a mission is the greatest blessing in my life, I have said before that when people find out Laura is serving a mission, often it is said, that since my only child and best friend is serving the Lord, the blessings will come pouring in buckets. I have felt many times the blessings of Laura serving are in fact recognizing the blessings we already have. How grateful I am today for all blessings we receive and for our eternal families and friends. Take care this week, we love you all and thank-you all for your friendship, letters and sacrifices you have given to us. And also a special thank-you to Bryn and Linda Arnell and Debbie Kellogg who have sent Laura so many encouraging letters while she is in the "Cradle of Restoration" Love to you, Missionary Mommy, little Roo and cousin Ali too.

A dip or a slip in Holy water

2008-08-30T07:41:00.000-07:00

Good Morning one and all.
Sorry for my delay in letting everyone know of Laura's first baptism. Kellie the precious one who couldn't wait to be a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints was baptised last Saturday. To read Laura's events for the day, is amazing. Coordinating the Bishop's, failure for the program to print, talks that almost didn't show up, decisions, decisions, decisions. Both Sister's Burns and Ure could see how Satan was trying to foul up and discourage this special day. Tension was high, it took 5 hours to fill the font, Kellie's dear Mother presented Kellie with a gold cross to mark the occasion :), and Laura ended up soaking wet in the baptismal font. What a surprise !! NOT, it was bound to happen sooner or later. It was a wonderful day for all. On Wed. Laura was transfered to Brighton. I think the tears that fell to the floor that day were many. Sister Ure was a pure blessing to come in to Laura's life, and mine too. Laura said Sister Ure every night she would remember me in her prayers. How sweet is that? I love that girl and can't wait to meet her and thank her personally for taking care of my daughter, making her laugh and feeling the Spirit. The new comp. is Sister Evans, don't know anything yet, but I am sure she is great. However, my heart will always be grateful for the time Laura was with Sister Ure. I received an odd message on my phone last Sat. I had to replay it 5 times before I could make it out. Sister Ure and Laura found a phone with no one around and wanted to " see" if it called Utah. yep, yep. Sure did and I will save that message forever. I also received pics from the days at the MTC, it looks like they had a bit of fun, light sabers, matrix poses and lots of smiling guys and gals. Once Allison teaches me how to scan in the photos, I will post them for you to see. Allison my niece is staying here for a few weeks, we have had so much fun, her heart is pure and she is a blessing in my life. We had the Missionary's over for dinner followed with a baptism. Two of my Young Women's father was baptised . We were both touched by the sweet Spirit, and thought " this is what Lolo is doing' WOW !! I've got to close for now. Laura's new address is 1308 Elmwood Ave Apt. #1 Rochester New York 14620. My gratitude to all of you for your many letters to Laura. I was able to read quite a few of them, she sent them home for safe keeping as not to be lost in the transfer. They are so precious and dear. Thank-you one and all for your sacrifices and support of my lovely Daughter Laura. She is making all of us proud. Stay on the right side of the light side, hold to the rod and pray for our Missionary's. Love you all so much. Mommy, little Roo and cuz Ali.

Booty Socks & Shakin fists

2008-08-21T16:25:00.000-07:00

Hi everyone, well its that time of the week again, when I try to give everyone an idea of how Laura is doing. The weather in Rochester is very hot and humid, so all the Sister Missionary's wear knee highs. Laura was in need of some knee highs in a hurry so she bought some cheapies from the dollar store. Thinking they would work, they kept rolling down around her ankles. So they called them the booty socks and laughed all day. A baptism might be going down this week. Kellie 12 years old, and smart as a whip, is so excited to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. The Sister's are very excited for this event. Laura had the opportunity of holding her ground and reminding everyone not to give up on a investigator. A very nice lady who has a few vices, was told by a inactive member that the Mormon Church would be a great place for her to start in her search for the truth. She looked up President Hemmingway 's phone number and told him she really needed to see the missionary's. He called Sisters's Burns and Ure and within 12 hours they gave the first lesson. Laura said and I quote" She is our miracle that God gave to us. She might not get baptized this month or next, or next year., But she was put in our path for a reason and God wants us to teach her, we are part of his plan for her and all we have to do is keep working with her and make sure that she is taken care of after we leave." With that said, cute little Sister Ure promptly added " ah, look at my Baby all grown up and being a missionary." We both hate to see those two crazy Sisters split up. They are doing such wonderful work together, the transfer could be this week. I will let you know who the new companion is, but it will be hard to replace such a special companion. Another story about Sis. Ure. Laura says that she shakes her fist, making a point. Then Kolakos started laughing and before you knew it, little Sis. Ure was arm wrestling a huge Liberian on the trunk of the car, she lost, but not without much laughter. Kolako is still taking lessons and always says how much he loves his family, and he would do anything for them. That is such a great lead in for the Sisters, because of Heavenly Father's plan for families. Laura's new favorite quote is " We are not human beings having a spiritual experience, we are Spiritual beings having a human experience". Laura had a meeting/interview with President Hemmingway, and he told her she is 18% done with her mission. He was very proud of Laura and Sis Ure. Their beautiful smiles and bright countenance that light the way, open doors that otherwise might stay closed. They are very successful in their work for the Lord. I am so proud of Laura and her decisions to serve, she is so happy doing the work that needs to be done. The other day they walked 10 miles to a home. It's days like those that warm your heart and make Mom's so proud. Thanks for your love and support to my Lolo, we love you, Stay on the right side of the light side Love the Missionary Mommie and little Roo.

Giggles and Service

2008-08-12T12:04:00.000-07:00

Hi Friends, Lucky, lucky me. Just yesterday I received a envelope of fabulous missionary pictures. I got to see the Palmyra Pageant pictures, 4 th of July , roasting marshmallows in a dress no less, a lifted van that takes a 7 foot ladder to get into. Also a tiny, tiny frog named Razzie, Missionary companion Sister Ure ( adorable) a few P-days and some cute Elders doing funny things. My most favorite was a picture of my darling daughter smiling, and she looked so happy. Sister's Burns and Ure seem to be very giggly of late. Could it be because a member who is about 100 years old needed them to paint her toe nails for a reunion. Of course they said yes, giggle...giggle. Or was it because Sister Ure walked in unexpectedly on someone using the bathroom. Member..... "Oh honey, I didn't realize you were home" giggle..giggle. Or maybe while doing 5 X 5's the investigator's flag got stuck on Laura's face and she was trying to talk through it, giggle...giggle. Those two girls seem to be having fun and enjoying their service to others. When I was doing Proxy sealings last week at Provo Temple, there always are rooms full of young Elders and Sister Missionary's. The Sealer told the Missionary's " Work hard, and you will have fun... don't... and you won't" simple as that. The joy from service carries you through even the toughest day. I am grateful for the bright sunny disposition of Sister Ure, she brings out the funny of Laura. We will be missing her if one or the other gets transfered in 2 weeks. Talking about time flying by. We are just hours away from the 3 month mark. Can you believe it. I seems like just yesterday we were standing at the MTC taking pictures, and trying to be brave. One thing I have noticed. If ever a family has someone leave on a mission, they are tied to Missionary's forever. There is a bond that comes naturally with those choosing to serve the Lord. I can't walk by the MTC without thinking back to May 14, when the MTC President said " Those high walls aren't to keep the Missionary's in, they are to keep the Mother's out". It was like a giant magnet pulling me towards the gate. How I stayed out, I still never know. I probably would have found Lolo and bunked down with all the girls. I find I get excited to run into Missionary's and find out where their going and where they come from. I know now I will always support a Missionary. Their hearts are so willing even when their dogs are barking. While looking at Laura's pictures, I thought back to our last vacation together. Three years ago, It was to Santa Maria, Ca. to visit my family. One week turned into 6. We just didn't want to leave. I thought how Laura and I walked for miles and miles, just talking and pretending to be pioneers,warriors or soldiers. We walked and talked about everything. dreams, school, pet peeves, futures. And if we found a penny we raced to it. When we returned to Utah ,she soon started at Nordstroms, and I fell " victim" to shoddy dentistry that almost took my life. Now Laura is spreading the gospel of Jesus Christ to those who might not have ever heard it. I am still working on my health. We both have new challenges and I am so very proud of Laura and her unselfish decisions. The eternal perspective is grand and Laura is grasping a firm understanding on what is required of us to reserve a spot after our Earth life is over. What a gal. She is amazing and sharing her special gift with others is overwhelming at times. I love that the people of Rochester love her and appreciate her. Laura will be able to reach into the hearts of people searching for the truth and she will help them find true happiness. Laura tells me of how the Spirit guides them and is the 3 rd companion. How lucky I am to be the Mother of such a precious Daughter of our Heavenly Father. On that note, I will close for now with goose bumps on arms, tears on my cheeks and a prayer in my heart for my daughter Laura and all other missionary's in the field. Thank-you to all who help support, pray and send letters to my Missionary. We appreciate all everyone has done in her behalf. Like always..Stay on the right side of the light side. We love you. Always a Missionary Mom and little Roo.

Ant-tony in a yellow pimp suit, Who - Ya

2008-08-05T20:40:00.000-07:00

Hi Guys, Our Sister Burns says that miracles are happening. Laura wrote about 15 names who are interested and/ or they are teaching. How great is that. My favorite story this week was about 10 year old Anthony in his yellow Pimp suit at church. I was wondering if he had a a long purple feather poking out the top. He was proud as a peacock as he ran to Sister Burns for a big hug. His mommy Stacia, and sister Alexendra all want to be baptized, Mommy just had a Word of Wisdom Problem, but she is working on it. My next favorite story was when Sister 's Ure and Burns went to a potienal investigators house to give a lesson. As they waded through the thick cat hair on the carpet and made their way to the lady, she explained that her cat wasn't feeling well. The cat hadn't eaten or drinken for a couple days. Sister Burns went into action. Get me syringes ** STAT*** get me gatorade or pedylite **STAT, she said the look on Sister Ure's face was priceless. Sister Burns was able to get 3 syringes of H2O down the cat before heading to the store for gatorade. When they returned, the lady was outside jumping up and down. ' I GOT TO TELL YOU, IT WORKED' the lady's heart was so softened that Lolo saved her cat, she is setting up an lesson. Reach out in other ways to God's people, is something Laura says to herself. Weed a garden, run an errand, work in the school consession stand, help a drunk up on his feet. By loving the people she is meeting, she is sharing the pure love of Christ. She had alot of experience living with me. If I ever needed her to re-hydrate the dog, she could do it, run an errand, rub out a migraine, she had the magic fingers and golden heart. Ready to help anyone in need. She is bringing hope and love to the people of R0chester NY. Her work is just begining, and I can see miracles everywhere, her letters home are fantastic, like I said before, goose bumps, crocodile tears, beaming, and a little missing her beautiful smile, but so grateful she is sharing that gorgeous smile with the town of Rochester. I can just picture Ant-tony in his pimp yellow suit , lookin fine and wanting to learn more about the Gospel and the Plan of Salvation. I am beyond proud of my daughter and the choices she has made in her life, she has kept her oil lamp full and is prepared to progress in the Gospel. Ya know, you can't love your children too much, your love is an investment in their future. I was sometimes chastised for always wanting to be with Laura and her friends. But I looked upon it as my chance to show and teach by example and for her to know I love her with all my heart and soul. I do believe Laura doing the Lords work is a reflection of staying close to her Father in Heaven and being a side kick with her Kidea. She is awesome. Thank-you for all your help,love and support for my missionary. Stay of the right side of the light side Lo. Love Mommy and little roo.

The Warners take the Cake

2008-08-01T09:11:00.000-07:00

Dear friends, Sorry it has taken me so long to update you all on Sister Burns Mission, Lets just say it was a crazy busy week. First off....Laura told me of letters received from the whole Aaron and Haley Warner family. I will put it in her own words "I got 2 big envelopes from the Warners, ALL OF THEM, Coles said "Good Luck" , Wills bday is 21. It was funny. Aaron typed me a letter and it made me cry a little over lunch, I was so touched that he cared enough to write me, it was soooo awesome. I love that family". So I have decided that the Warner Family takes the cake and gets the award for best supporters of a Sister Missionary. Thank-you Warners, I love you too. Next on the list is fish heads and tails fried up in gooy spices. Sound yummy? luckily Sister Burns could use her sensitive tummy to avoid THAT dinner. Her Comp. Sister Ure didn't fair so well, and is still in misery. Even though Laura can't eat all the food offered, it is still appreciated. The two Sister Missionary's are really working hard. Kolako met with them 2 times last week. During one visit his friend Alvin stopped by and asked what church they were from, so she told him, he was like Oh..I've been to that church before" So Laura said Well you should come again" and he said " Okay" She was stoked. Sometimes you just need to simply ask the questions. They got 17 referrals from the Pagent, but some of them were Members wanting the free movie. Why do us Mormons always want free? Crazy !! Despite the ones wanting freebies, she said they have had success. Sister Ure has a sweet Nashville Joseph Smith CD, they can really kick up the rug rocking to it, and it's legal, so the Janice Kapp Perry CD's will be on the back burner for awhile. I was invited to my dear friends Carma de Jong and Richard Anderson's granddaughters wedding reception last night. If any of you know the Andersons, you'll know how wonderful they are. Carma Rose de Jong has been involved in all the Joseph Smith site exhibitions, making period pieces and making sure it is perfect and exact. While her sweet and modest husband Richard has written many books about Joseph Smith. Richard and his brother are considered the " Anderson Pillars" when it comes to old Joe Smith. I told Laura to show the members in Rochester how the Anderson Brothers are usually sited in every book ever written about our first Prophet. Needless to say, I was among the " genius set" last night. Carma took me around by the hand and introduced me to all of her friends...President of this, author of that, founder of ....well lets just say WOW !! I didn't want to leave. Sister Burns cousin Alison is coming to stay awhile with me, it will be nice to talk to someone other than Little Roo. Take care and thank-you for your support and letters to our sweet Laura. Her address is: 155 Whitehall Dr. Apt. D. Rochester NY 14616. Just in case you may want to write. Laura is doing awesome and words can't describe how proud I am of my girl. Love to you, Mommy and Little Roo

Two Sister Missionary's no right hands

2008-07-22T09:40:00.000-07:00

Greetings friends. Who would thought. Of all the companions in the whole mission , there are 2 Sisters in Rochester who don't know their left from their right. Can you imagine the car ride?, your left, no that's my right, your right no that's my left..... start over, the arm closest to your window is your left, closest to me is your right. I eieieieie, It sounds kinda fun, I hear there is lots of laughter and snorting going on when those 2 crazy Missionary's hop in the car. Sister Burns had the opportunity to put 2 rather large hairy Liberian men in there place. Kolako and friend AKKA, were in a heated argument about the Bible and the lesson Sister Ure and Laura were trying to give. Thick accents yelling at each other about anything, it was intense. It sounds like Sister Ure had done all the talking because she is a history buff and really new her time lines. The little red haired girl sat and observed. She couldn't take it any longer when AKKA said there isn't a true church anyway. Then ...as calm and powerful as she could, she stood up and said" Yes!! Its this GOSPEL, THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTER DAY SAINTS it is the only right and true church on the earth today that has the fullness of the gospel that Jesus Christ set up when he was here" Laura knew the Holy Ghost would help her because she was standing up for the church and her beliefs. These big, hairy, thick accented Liberian's looked at her, became silent and said " See there you go" Just like that...Sista Burns stood firm and did not flinch. Way to go Lo. We are proud of you. You just let that red hair get you going. It threw a wrench in their scripture plans but, all is well. A big Zone meeting is this week, lets wait and see how it goes. I always look forward to Mondays for I receive a very long email, with all the fun, excitment, crying, goose bumps, heart pounding experiences. Sister Burns says Hi to all who write her, and sorry she can't get to everyone right now, but she will. Again thanks for your friendship and support. Love Mommy and Little Roo

Little Roo in Rochester

2008-07-19T17:56:00.000-07:00

Well folks, it was bound to happen sooner or later. The many voices and sayings of Little Roo has finally popped out. Yep, yep Sister Burns must be filling pretty comfortable with her Comp. to let the "voice " out. Words like flouder, cuddle front, walking in the trenches are now all over Rochester, just like the never ending flying cat hair that floats over the hills and dales of her new place of residence. For those of you who don't know what the 'voices" of Roo are, well um, its sorta of Laura's alter ego, and she named it after our little Maltese Roostifer Jane Cragun, who is the Dean of Roostifer Jane University, ( of COURSE its made up ). If Laura talks too much like little Roo, she gets sleepy and wants to cuddle front(spoon). I just received a letter today, how lucky am I? Laura finds time to check in 2 X a week, she knows I am a worrier. I really don't worry that much, especially now. I haven't had this much sleep in 23 years, I finally know she is in safe hands. There is a super sweet member who invites them over for dinner on a regular basis. Laura describes her waving her hands in the air to catch the cat hair floating over the dinner table. Just more fiber , but don't inhale too much right. I am thinking she must really miss me, she saw a picture of herself today and went Yeah!! I have my mom's nose. Oh poor girl, and to think I was gonna have a nose job before she came back, now I don't dare. Their days are pretty full, I call it " Just a Walkin and a Knocking", stay on the" right side of the light side" and "Tears on my Breadspread...bruises on my knees". That last one is my verson of a Missionary Mom singing Country style. Blessed...Yes... our girl is doing great. Thanks one and all for your personal support and sacrifices for Laura. We appreciate all of you.
Love Mommy and Little Roo.

Kolako:" My Man thanopoly"

2008-07-15T21:16:00.000-07:00

Hi ya all, " My man thanopoly" is pigeon English, for "My man that no play" A new language Sista Slash is learning. Who ever said she wasn't learning a language was a little off, or didn't know Lolo very well, she will pick up any language around her. Too bad there wasn't any British folks around there. Our Gal Lolo has got a new comp. Sister Ure, Lolo likes her alot, and says she understands her need for some naps every now and again. There are getting a few investigators, and she was able to attend the Palmyra Pagent last week. They went with a member and her 90 year old mother who is not a member. Lolo loved it and spend a day visiting with people, she said there wasn't too many anti-Mormons, but some with bull horns. How rude!! Another investigator is Mary Jo, she has some Mormon friends and saw how much the church helped them in their troubled times. She likes to visit and learn about different religions. Mary Jo has had a first lesson and wants us to come back when her 17 year old daughter Gabrielle is there.. Her house is uncluttered, clean and smelled relatively normal which was a nice change. Mary Jo struggles with her love of tea, not even coffee, and she struggles with the wedding in the temple rules. Laura used a Nordstrom tactic the other day when knocking on doors, the lady said as she was pulling up the driveway " I appreciate what you girls are doing, but I am not interested." Lolo saw a Mary Kay sticker on the back of her car and said, Oh... can I ask you a question about skin care? mine has been horrible since moving to such a humid climate. Ding,Ding, Ding... well it got them in the house and a free mascera and an invite to come back. Way to go Lo, sneak up when their not thinking and hit them with the old Nordstrom 1-2 punch.
She had so much to say this week, like 4 pages. It was so fun to sit and read them all. Later, I will add a few more notes from her. I had the opportunity to attend a session in the Salt Lake Temple. It is so beautiful, I was speechless, I was wondering around touching everything and this kind man says " everything is original" he let me snoop for a while. I was in hog heaven. If I had my side kick with me, who knows where we would have ended up. My papa Jack said he once ( in the olden days) was snooping at the Salt Lake Temple and they ended up on the roof. Oh... Papa, I know where I get it. We have a little curiosity thing happening in these genes. Well over and out from Rochester, Love the Momma Burns

Dennis is Gone

2008-07-09T18:23:00.000-07:00

Hi friends, well the sad news is that one of their favorite investigators has been kicked out of his son's home and is now living in a shelter far, far, away so the Sisters won't be able to leave notes for Toothless Dennis. I am sure he will miss the notes and friendly smiles as much as the cute little Sisters will miss his funky personality. Sista Slash/Burns is getting her first transfer this week. She will stay where she is and a new comp. is heading her way. The mission closed down some area's due to no investigators. So it will be interesting to see what happens this week. Hey...maybe they'll have to ship all the Missionary's to Palmyra to help out with the Pagent. Me thinks, they need to send our Sister Laura to let everyone know of her love of Jesus Christ and see her radiant smile. I sent her spotter for the cat hair everywhere, tuna for protein, missionary handbooks, candy for comfort.....hey..they don't have Pudding on the Rice there, she needs something:) > I have been contacted by Sister Ross regarding the Oct. Parade. My favorite topic. Pirates. I am hoping that this will motivate me to have the pirate party I promised Cole Warner 2 years ago. Laura has been gone 2 months now, and she seems to be getting the hang of it. Her only wish right now is to be the teacher and kick these trunky Elders into working a bit harder. You all know Laura, she is a get the job done kinda of gal, and she gets frustrated when her expectations of her peers lags behind. And how is Momma Burns doing? Just dandy, I think its one of those hidden blessings that pour down by the bucketful. Everytime I miss her, I remember why she is there and that is that. I will try to get more info. for next week, this week was weak. Oh yeah. her address is: 155 Whitehall Dr. Apt D. Rochester NY 14616, and she would love to hear from you. Thanks again for all your never ending support. Love the Momma Burns and little Roo

Trunky Elders No way !!

2008-07-01T09:16:00.000-07:00

Hi friends, well I just heard from our missionary. If you read the last blog she wrote, you read about the "shoes over a cable", scary.... please Sister Burns, don't explore for pictures. Also Sister Burns is learning a new word "trunky", I thought we had discussed those new words, like "dork dot" "greenie", rope, curve, G-orderant. Maybe with the transfer of missionary's, she will get a greenie and train them with "exact obeidence" and that the price of a ticket to the Palmyra Pagent is a car load of investigators. Laura seems to be getting used to the skitters and blistered feet. but I do worry about toothless, drunk Dennis the investigator and the shoes on the cable. Sister Burns seems to be learning quite a lot and it shows in her letters home, not so much to me, but others have read me what she has said and I am impressed by her growth. Surprised..not at all.... she was preparing for 2 years to go to serve the Lord. We are going on 2 months and I still haven't cleaned up from the farewell. Can you believe it, my OCD's are mellowing with age. Everyone keep praying for a family of investigators to listen to her share the gospel. Judy Hunsaker, Kristen and Tawny Christensen are heading out in 2 weeks for church sites, they are hoping to see our little Sister missionary. Wouldn't that be fun to come back with real live reports from friends who saw her working in the field? I will keep my fingers,toes, legs, arms, and eyes crossed for good luck. Love to you all, Missionary Mom, Kathy

T.O.A.S.T.

2008-06-30T07:41:00.000-07:00

Hello from Greece...So, if you're wondering what TOAST stands for it means Thrive on Awkward Situations Today! I thought that was very appropriate for missionary life. Lets see, there is definently something in the water here. People are crazy, the animals here are crazy and its quite amusing to watch. I spent five minutes watching 6 squirrels chase each other around trees because they did it so crazily. I learned that a pair of sneaker draped over a telephone line means that its a "drug street" I will try and get a picture of that someday. No one has signed up to feed us this week and that is so not cool. We are not happy campers. The Elders have appointments but not us, and they are lame, so thats not fair. Transfers are next Tuesday, most likely I'm staying in Greece, which is fine because I'm just getting to know the area. There are tons of Garage Sales here, all week long. Everyone has so much junk and stuff, but a little digging and you could find something good. Today, there was a nice bookcase sitting next to our big dumpster to get hauled off, I wanted it so baaaad, theres a lot of moments like that here for me though. I have to go I only have a few more mins. Love Ya'll. -Sister Burns

The aroma of New York

2008-06-29T11:00:00.000-07:00

Hi fellow friends,
Its me... Momma. Just a quickie. I GOT A BOX FROM A MISSIONARY!!! What was in my surprise box? Presents for little kids, she couldn't resist buying on P-Day, her letters you' all have sent her, and funnest of all.....a old Rochester T-shirt in a bag...with the instructions to open the bag and inhale deeply. There we go...' that's the smell of my new air. Cats and cigs.' While we here in Utah and Calif. are breathing in ocean and clean mountain air, poor lil' missionary Laura's new air is not so lovely. She is hanging tough, and not complaining by any means. Just sharing her experiences. Thank-you again for all your letter's and support. She sends her love to all, and a simple request. To please ...everyone pray for missionary experiences. The road to Palmyra Pagent is paved with investigators, and they need them. Thanks, OXOXOX Love, momma Kathy

Toothless Dennis

2008-06-24T21:21:00.000-07:00

Hi my fellow friends, I just received a letter from our dear Sister Slash. Oh.... is she ever so funny. After reading the 2 pages of items she needed for the people of the ward, I knew right then and there why 'WE' were called to the Rochester NY mission. For the friends who have sent her stationary, she says a big thank-you, she leaves notes at investigator's Toothless Dennis's house, letting him know they stopped by. ( I taught her that :) , Susan Gong gave her a wonderful mini hymn book when she loves. Cory has planned and deployed creative ways to get her perfume and her "old make-up, Joseph at Nordy's gave a bunch of perfume samples to give her friends there. I guess we are now trying to plan a pirate party for a celebration in Oct. Sister Ross , who owns a Subway sandwich place needs help and Sister Slash/Burns was ever so eager to lend our helping hands. They walked 9 miles to visit an inactive family. Blisters as big as mountain, rollin and pitchen, There is a family there who has adopted many children with disabilities , like the Ashtons, and she said they are very kind like the Ashtons too. If anyone has coupons, please give to momma Kathy, as all coupons are double, and the families could really use the help on their food/supply budgets. Things are really different there and she can't wait to be a trainer. I especially like how she is taking people under her wing and nurturing the needy. We are proud of our gal. A great missionary . Thanks for your support. love the mommy of Sister Slash.

Red Ricardo Suitcase

2008-06-19T21:33:00.000-07:00

Hi gang, Sister Slash, found an old red Ricardo suitcase at a yard sale for 25.00, it didn't take her long to find a yard sale. I am surprised she hasn't bought a pile of toys for all of our mini-friends. Bryn-a-lynn stopped by today and said she has an old red Ricardo suitcase that has gone with her around the world. So Slash, ya did good. You and Bryn are thinking alike. I finally listened to the cassette tapes she sent. Laura sang the whole song of " O My Father" It was a song they performed in a Zone / district program. Can I just brag,? it was beautiful, and she didn't yawn once. Which is BIG for Laura, she would yawn every time she sang at church. Makin' great strides Lolo. The Rocky Raccoon is in the back yard eating bread, its so fun to watch , but as usual, not a great habit to start. Sister Slash says they meet lots of anti-Mormon, who.. if you let them, they talk themselves into a circle. Here is one of Lolo's favorite quotes , its long, but very inspiring, and really reminds of the big picture.
"I am part of the fellowship of the unashamed: the dye has been cast. I have stepped over the line: the decision has been made. I am a disciple of Jesus Christ. I won't look back, let up, slow down or be still.
My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, my future is secure. I am finished and done with low living, small planning, colorless dreams, tamed visions, worldly talking, cheap giving, and dwarfed goals.
I no longer need pre-eminence, positions, promotions, or popularity. I don't have to be right, first, recognized, praised, regarded, or rewarded. I now live by faith, lean on His presence, walk with patience, am lifted up by prayer, and labor with power. My face is set, my gate is fast, my goal is heaven.
My road is narrow, my way is tough. My companions are few, my guide is reliable, my mission is clear. I cannot be lured away, divided, or delayed. I will not flinch in the face of sacrifice, hesitate in the presence of the adversary, negotiate at the table of the enemy, ponder at the pool of popularity, or meander in the maze of mediocrity. I won't give up, shut up, or let up until I have stayed up, stored up, and paid up for the cause of Christ.
I must go till He comes, gives till I drop, preach till I know, and work till He stops me, and when He returns for His own, He will have no problem recognizing me,
MY BANNER WILL BE CLEAR" Henry B. Eyring
Isn't that a great one, I know it was rather long, but worth it huh. Sister Burns appreciates all the letters, love and support she gets from her friends. Thank-you, love Sister Slash's mommy

Slash

2008-06-16T12:22:00.000-07:00

Hi all friends of Lolo, well, she was given a new nickname by one of the Elders. Sister Slash, she likes it cuz she sounds tough. It really came about by a hand movement. She said she was from" Calif/ Utah. So the guys picked up on it and now a new name is born. Laura has had the opportunity to teach a couple discussions. One was to a toothless drunk, so they called for re-enforcements,,,,,,,,The Priesthood.......the Elders came to help and protect. She said they did well, considering the situation. But amazing to watch those Elders work. She goes through hose like crazy cuz she is always scratching her skitter bites and tearing her hose. She went to a yard sale and bought an old , red Ricardo ?, suitcase for 25.00. Today they get to go mall shopping, yeah !!!She has had quite a few spiritual experiences. I have some on tape, its pretty cool for a mommy to read those kinds of things. She loves the Pics of Margret Clark that Haley took and wants one, Hint, hint Haley!!! One funny thing she said was its been raining cats and dogs,, but she thinks the people in her town keep the cats, cuz there are millions running around. Meow ! Thats it for now. Thanks for your support. Love Lolo/slash's Mommie

What accent

2008-06-14T18:02:00.000-07:00

Hey Guys, its official, Our dear missionary has picked up a bit of a New York accent, already......
girl, she said it comes out mostly on words like Caaaaar, she said it wasn't her first choice of accents to pick up on. she was hoping for French, Canadian, Swede, anything but in-breed. haha, I sent her skitter repellent, hope it works. I even said I would pay for a house cleaner, But she is following exact rules to a T. What a toughie. She sent me a voice tape and I haven't found a tape recorder to listen to them yet. Maybe when I find one, I will have more info. So that's it for now. Over and Out on Rockin Rochester. Love the mommy

2008-06-10T18:47:00.000-07:00

Hi ya all, and yep, yep I figured it out. It's true you can teach a old dog new tricks. Well lets see, Laura, LOlO, arrived in New York last Monday June 2. I waited a whole week before I heard from her because we now know that Monday's are her P-days. She says in the town they work in, everyone smokes and has cats. Her 2 biggest allergies. Poor Lolo. Also the mesquitoes are as big as horses and buzz around by the hundreds. Its humid and very hot. Whoa ! it sounds like she is having a great time. Poor Lolo. There apt. is very dirty but no time to clean. Poor Lol. Everytime I hear from her she reminds me how much she hates her suitcase. Poor Lolo. She misses her new brothers Elder Pack and Elder Farrell, they made her laugh, and she now needs a big belly laugh and isn't getting it, Poor Lolo. But on the positive side, she is learning new things everyday, Yeah Lolo. She is conquering her fears, yeah Lolo. She is serving the Lord, Yeah Lolo. Her light is shining bright and everyone loves her smile and darn cute face, Yeah Lolo. On her first day she visited the Sacred Grove and got to spend a few minutes there alone to meditate, Yeah Lolo. The first 3 months very hard, but it gets better, yeah Lolo. She has the love and support of all her friends and family, yeah Lolo. She is where she needs to be at this time in her life, yeah Lolo. And " Hinks" and me are very, very proud of our girl. One of her biggest supporters is Aaron Warner, he is just so darn cute. I stopped by yesterday evening and his sons Cole and Will were practicing missionary skills. They had me go in the house and pretend to be a person. One was a nice person and they got to explain the Book of Mormon and the gospel, the other person was a mean person who slammed the door. They handled it so well. Way to go guys, I was very impressed. Aaron always tells me how hard a mission is and there is nothing easy about it. But the skills they learn help them through out their lives. So a Big thanks to Aaron and the Boys. Laura misses her naps with roostie , so in 17 months they have alot of spoonin to make up. That's about it for now folks. Feel free to write her anytime. Missionarys love letters. Over and out.

Sneaky Sneaky

2008-06-09T07:39:00.000-07:00

I'm here in Rochester, actually I'm serving in an area called Greece. Its hot and humid and lots of mosquitos. I miss everyone. I'm really sleepy and love to sleep, its amazing. I almost fall asleep when were at peoples houses, and my eyes go crossed, I can't control it. I was just sneaking on here real quick to say hello. Love and miss ya'll much.

Look out MTC here comes Lolo

2008-05-14T21:49:00.000-07:00

Hi there, its mama, Today was pretty emotional, we tried to be upbeat, and then I'd think of something funny Laura did and I would burst into tears, she would say " no, no don't start" One of Lolo's biggest fears while at the MTC was role playing and prayers. I told her there are 500 newbie's, they won't even look your way. WRONG MOM !! The President took one look at Miss Sunshine and asked her to give the closing prayer. SNAP !!! So first prayer in the MTC was in front of the whole group, she did really well, covered all bases, and added alittle somethin, somethin extra at the end and Viola' it was done, she gave me a hug and a kiss and said scoot, scoot, then Cory got a longer hug, so I went back in for seconds. Then I went to the Temple, went home and sleep 5 hours, I was beat. But we made it. Lolo is an awesome gal, and thanks to all her wonderful friends who made her farewell and swedish pancake party so fun. love, Momma

Peace Out People

2008-05-14T09:21:00.001-07:00

I'm leaving for the MTC in 1 HOUR, and it is the weirdest thing ever. I've never been so happy and sad at the same time. My last night here was FANTASTIC. I got to spend it with some great friends who I love sooooo much. I'm so thankful for all of you and your genuine kindness. Sometimes it takes so long to find good friends, but it is so worth it when you find them. I love you guys so much. Please write to me and keep me posted with a little PG Gossip. My address in NY will be
Sister Laura Morie Burns
New York Rochester Mission
100 Perinton Hills Office Park Suite #120
Fairport, NY 14450

Lots of Hugs and Kisses
xoxoxoxox

Trafalga, TraFUNga!

2008-05-10T22:39:00.000-07:00

Today my mom and I were able to take some of my friends kids to Trafalga. I had over 250 tokens and 500 tickets for all of us to play with. The boys liked riding the motorcycles and doing boy stuff. My little buddy for the day was Phoebe. She got really good at Skee Ball. I was so happy that I chose to take my "lil friends" instead of my older friends, I know that they had way more fun than a bunch of dumb 20 year olds. Here are some pics of the days, I got a little obsessed with taking pics of Phoebs cause she's so darn cute. Then, my mom wanted to take a picture of everyone waving goodbye to me for my mission, it was a sad, cute moment.

More Farewell Pictures

2008-05-03T16:56:00.001-07:00

I'm obsessed with pictures. I'm sure I'll add more!

Stupid Men

2008-05-02T15:22:00.000-07:00

I'm really frustrated how stupid and inconsiderate men are, and just people in general. I was walking out of a not very busy Costco today when I saw a little old lady and her old mother. The old daughter was carrying a huge awkward table and no one offered to help her. I finally took it out of her hands and then she told me that she had just had a wrist operation. I'm so disappointed in all the men that were at Costco (customers included) who didn't not offer to help her. I was happy to do it and glad I was able to, but still bugged that a young man didn't get to her first. Shame, Shame!

2008-05-02T10:03:00.000-07:00

My farewell was on Sunday, and it went really well. It was so nice to have all my friends there supporting me. I love them. My sweet big sis Ali, came in from Cali to be there with me. Her and Cory were a big help to my mom on Sunday. Here are some pics of the weekend.

My Farewell

2008-05-02T09:30:00.000-07:00