One Day at a Time

 

A song I sang with my grandma as we walked on the farm, as we climbed the manure pile, as I said goodbye at her funeral.  One of the most important messages I will ever receive is from one of our favorite songs.

 Along with knowing that God is going to help me through anything life hands me, knowing to take each day as it comes has helped me grow into the person I am today. 

What other life lessons did I learn from Grandma Mushka?

-How to make homemade bread (although I can’t find my recipe card covered in lard).
-How to clean/butcher a chicken (something I would love Trevor to experience if anyone out there knows of someone who does chicken picking… please let me know).
-To yodel (or at least try).
-To swing your hips when you are really dancing or excited.
-How to cuss.
-To play rummy.
-To write on the back of things (more on this below).
-To love with every bit of your heart.
-How to really be alive.

The picture from above is one that I gave Grandma Mushka in 1995.  It was from Trevor, Dave and I and she loved it.  How do I know all these facts?  They were all written right on the back of the picture (with a permanent marker).  Very often, when she received a gift from us, she would write on the bottom or back of it along with the year so she knew who gave things to her.  When we received gifts from her, the same was true.  In fact, often the item had a story or sentiment written on it.  I have a framed picture of the poem “Footprints” that talks about the ‘faux dust’ on the frame so I wouldn’t have to worry about people thinking I was a messy house keeper.  Housekeeping is a skill I WISH I had picked up from her.  Now that I think about it, she did teach me a thing or two about making a bed ‘the right way’.

Photographs were another item that needed writing.  When I would hand Grandma a picture for her to keep, it was vital that all the important information had been chronicled on the back.  Child’s name, age, parent’s names, grandparent’s names (not kidding) and anything else she felt would help keep the story and information from that image safe… on the back of the image.  Having lost all four (and an extra adopted) grandparents, and going through pictures each time, I know why it is important and need to be better about doing it myself.

You can see in her video (uploaded to youtube because I can’t figure out a better way) some of the fantastic memories that were created with our family over the years.  There are some notes from the ‘backs of pictures’ that we loved as we were sorting through.  She was one of the most amazing people anyone could meet.  As Rick Krebsbach said at her family service, “She is someone who will be missed.”

A Life to Celebrate

One Day at a Time

 

A song I sang with my grandma as we walked on the farm, as we climbed the manure pile, as I said goodbye at her funeral.  One of the most important messages I will ever receive is from one of our favorite songs.

 Along with knowing that God is going to help me through anything life hands me, knowing to take each day as it comes has helped me grow into the person I am today. 

What other life lessons did I learn from Grandma Mushka?

-How to make homemade bread (although I can’t find my recipe card covered in lard).
-How to clean/butcher a chicken (something I would love Trevor to experience if anyone out there knows of someone who does chicken picking… please let me know).
-To yodel (or at least try).
-To swing your hips when you are really dancing or excited.
-How to cuss.
-To play rummy.
-To write on the back of things (more on this below).
-To love with every bit of your heart.
-How to really be alive.

The picture from above is one that I gave Grandma Mushka in 1995.  It was from Trevor, Dave and I and she loved it.  How do I know all these facts?  They were all written right on the back of the picture (with a permanent marker).  Very often, when she received a gift from us, she would write on the bottom or back of it along with the year so she knew who gave things to her.  When we received gifts from her, the same was true.  In fact, often the item had a story or sentiment written on it.  I have a framed picture of the poem “Footprints” that talks about the ‘faux dust’ on the frame so I wouldn’t have to worry about people thinking I was a messy house keeper.  Housekeeping is a skill I WISH I had picked up from her.  Now that I think about it, she did teach me a thing or two about making a bed ‘the right way’.

Photographs were another item that needed writing.  When I would hand Grandma a picture for her to keep, it was vital that all the important information had been chronicled on the back.  Child’s name, age, parent’s names, grandparent’s names (not kidding) and anything else she felt would help keep the story and information from that image safe… on the back of the image.  Having lost all four (and an extra adopted) grandparents, and going through pictures each time, I know why it is important and need to be better about doing it myself.

You can see in her video (uploaded to youtube because I can’t figure out a better way) some of the fantastic memories that were created with our family over the years.  There are some notes from the ‘backs of pictures’ that we loved as we were sorting through.  She was one of the most amazing people anyone could meet.  As Rick Krebsbach said at her family service, “She is someone who will be missed.”

A Life to Celebrate

A busy day…{2-24}

Today marks a lot of special moments for my family.  Birthdays and anniversaries are a big deal on February 24th.

I will begin by saying a special shout out to Quin on her birthday.

Followed by a Happy Birthday to our nephew, Cayden Welch.

And next up, Happy Anniversary to my Mom and Dad.  We had a 40th party a few years back and I thought maybe I would find a picture of them together, but no such luck.  I’ve searched and searched and am going to have to say, “Sorry world, I have no images of my parents together.

And finally, this day will always be special because it was the day my Grandma was born.  Happy Birthday to Grandma Mushka in Heaven.  The chickens have been fed, the coffee is on and it is a woderful day where you are.

Here is one of my favorites of Grandma when she was younger…

Let’s be sisters… {2-23}

They crack me up when they ‘pretend’ to be sisters.  They love each other so much more when they are pretending.  Emma (and I) have been under the weather for the last few days.  I had to make my way back into work today so Nana came to the rescue and stayed with the girls today.  She is our most special gift from God.  I digress… 

Anyway, they discovered that our friend, Payton, forgot her MP3 player here and also discovered it had enough battery power to play some music.  Justin Beaver (Beiber) was even on it.  The girls crawled up into bed and sat side by side “pretending” to be sisters and share the earphones.  It was a moment that I wasn’t sure I would capture in time.  As I was heading to get the Canon, Mom said, “Just be sure to capture it in your memory first.  Then you will be sure to have it.”  I know exactly what she was talking about.  Sometimes we have to snap that ‘Kodak Moment’ in our mind.  I did that, and then snapped a few of the girls… Sisters.

It is not how it looks… {2-22}

She is not really injured.  This is what happens when two little girls are home alone with their Mom and the mom says, “Sure you can go get a bandaid for your papercut.”  Nearly 2 boxes of bandaids later…

Now, anyone who has ever worn a bandaid should be thinking, “Ouch, that must have hurt to get them off.”  Yes, indeed it did.  Emma got into the bathtub and removed hers right away.  Olivia pulled most of hers off as well, but getting the last two off her face was a bit of a challenge.  Sorry Nana, but I did the jerk and pull it off for the one on her cheek.  The one on the forehead stayed another day and I let bathwater help us out a bit.  The problem was not so much how sticky it was, but rather the fact that she had it stuck in her eyebrow.  I didn’t check to see if the bandaid has little eyebrow hairs in it or not, but now she has a bit of an idea what I go through as she watches Monica rip my eyebrows into shape.

And there you go…{2-21}

Just for you Jacki.  I’m caught up… Until tomorrow.

This is one of Miss Olivia at The Reptile Garden’s in the Black Hills.  That summer she had a strange connection with animals and no fear (something she has more of now).  A tiger at the Dakota Zoo followed her, a snake was entranced by her finger (from behind glass) and this tortoise (which rarely moves) followed her as well.

Here she is introducing herself.

#15 – Into the Air {2-16}

I haven’t posted any 26 Things pictures for a long time.  I had made up my mind that I would finish by the end of January with this challenge and once again… failed my mission.  I take pictures that are supposed to be a part of it, and then don’t post them anywhere.  Here are a couple of ideas I had for the theme – Into the Air… Which do you like best?  Leave a comment and let me know before I post to my photo group to share. 

Expressions… {2-15}

I just love some of the expressions the girls have.  Here are a couple from February 2009 during basketball season.  I am thinking my camera was pretty new that year.  Some days I really miss Emma’s long hair and some days I really miss Olivia’s short hair.  I will forever miss the cheerleading outfits.  This year was the last that they fit both girls unless I find some bigger ones.  I should have my friend in Montana check and see if she can find some for us.