Happy Mothers Day!

This is my Mother with her "Mad Hatters Hat" I have helped her make this hat for a contest. I'm pleased to say that we got "Best in Show" award. We were happy about that.

In honor of Mothers I have found a quote by David O. Mckay.

A Mother's Heart is a Child's Class Room

The Noblest calling in the world is that of Mother.

True Motherhood is the most beautiful of all arts, the greatest of all professions. She who can paint a masterpiece or who can write a book that will influence millions deserves the plaudits and admiration of mankind; but she rears successfully a family of healthy, beautiful sons and daughters whose immortal souls will be exerting an influence through out the ages long after painting shall have faded and books and statues shall have been destroyed. Deserves the highest honor that man can give .

~David O McKay~

Thank you so much for not "blowing your top" when while my brothers and I had a water fight in the kitchen when we were children.

Thank you for your understanding, love and support.

Happy Mothers Day! Love you!

Cheers Everyone!

A Heart Felt Thank You!

During the past 3 weeks my family and I fave felt the influence, and power of collective prayer from family and friends.

Three weeks ago I went with my brother Elton, to not only pick up my mother from work, but also my brothers girlfriend from the airport. After we picked up my mother from work, she felt like something was wrong. We were going to go straight from my mother's work to the airport, but we all forgot cash money for parking fee at the airport, so we end up going home to get cash. My mother deiced to stay home, I picked up Elton's girlfriend.

When I got home I found out that my mother and brother Jeremy, took my father to the ER. My mother was worried because his legs was severally swollen and his left leg was a bright red. Come to find out that his lymphoid was full of infection. They gave him an antibiotic shot, and some antibiotic pills. As time went by the infection got worse, his legs became more swollen and the redness in his left leg became more red, and the color was spreading. He went back to the clinic and he got more antibiotic shots in his hip, one shot on each side. He also got different antibiotic pills. Before my parents left the Nurse Practitioner told my parents to see her in the day.

My mother took him the next day to see the Nurse Practitioner took his temperature and it was at 103. She said: "what hospital do you want to go to?" They chose IMC in Utah.

My dear o'le father was in IMC for three days. While there they gave him 6 different kinds of antibiotics, trying to find the right combination to kill the infection. This infection ravaged his body, because of this his doctor wouldn't let him take any of the pills that was previously prescribe. They wanted to control everything that was going into his body. Their was also a phlebotomist that took his blood 4 times a day, to find what caused the Staph infection. They couldn't find what caused the Staph, no kidding.

During this time my mother didn't know if she would have her job. While my father was in the hospital she had to go to work, they wouldn't let her have PTO to see her husband who was in the hospital fighting for his life. All what they could say was: "if I give you special treatment then I half to give it to everyone else." She finally got on FLMA, good thing.

It was a Monday when we got a phone call from my father saying that he can finally go home. He said that it took 4 different doctors to decide if he can go home. So that afternoon we got him home. His leg was still red and swollen, but looking very good. His antibiotics was in pill form. Soon one of his legs became its normal size, the other was still swollen and the color was still there.

Now it has been a week and a half that he has been home from the hospital. His legs are good, the color on the left leg is almost completely normal. He still needs to wrap his left leg so that the cells can regenerate. He has also lost over 20 pounds. We think that when infection in his body left that is what caused him to loose the 20 pounds or more. How insane was that?

His recovery wouldn't have happen as quickly if not for the collective prayers from family and friends. Thank you all so much for your support, love, and prayers. Their have been so many people that have offered up prayers on behalf of my family. Forgive me for not mentioning any names, I am afraid that if I do someone would get left out.

Cheers Everyone!!

Birthdays

I have been wanting to write this for awhile, but put it off, for personal reasons.

A good friend of mine had her baby boy on the 17. She was afraid that people would forget her new born son's birthday, reasonable it is on the week of *crunch* time preparation for Christmas. This last week of Christmas, as we know is crazy, to say the least. With last minute gifts to get, concerts, parties, goodies to eat/make, plays, and etc. This is what I told her.

It is easy to let this season take away what is important. My birthday is during this month, during the same week of Christmas; this is what I learned over my 30 years, (remember this is my entire 30 year life span, I have learned a lot). I can't boycott the December holidays, (believe me during jr. high and high school, I have tried). I hated telling people when my birthday is,( I have not met one person who has not forgotten, at sometime). I have had to work, finish finales, go Christmas shopping, do secret Santa (loved to do that one. (no sarcasm was attached)), family parties, and etc. In short I hate it it. I have had this weird dream, that on my birthday I would be some place on a worm, white beach. Or rock climbing. I didn't care, both sounded great, just as long it wasn't snowing and, I wasn't shivering.

During one amazing year I have learned something that have helped put things back in to perspective, and all of these years I have tried to keep that perspective. During this particular year I was having a hard time, on top of everything only one person remembered my birthday; my mom, got to love mom's. As the day wore on, a still small voice whispered to me; reminding me that everyone forgets Christ birthday also. I have felt so selfish after that reminder I cried so hard, I had a hard time catching my breath.

I have told what I remembered to my friend and her husband. He told me that he loved that and, will teach his son that same thing. It made him feel better that his son's birthday is on the 17th. So teach the children what this time of year is all about. To borrow the phrase from "The Grinch stole Christmas" ".....maybe Christmas doesn't come from a store." We celebrate the birth of Christ, His role, sacrifice, teachings, and the hope He has brought to this world.

Hints come what may!

I keep getting strange hints from my choir director. Ever since she just happen to hear me sing she has made it her life mission to get me to join the choir. This is her latest attempt. She wrote me a note.

CD: "Hollie 11:00 A.M really isn't that early! Come join us.......pleas!"

What I wrote on her FB wall:

Me: " For some reason you keep hinting something at me. But I can't figure it out what it is. I should tell you that I sang to my plant and it got infested with bugs. The bugs killed my plant. So what would my singing do the congregation?"

I can just see it now. I start singing one Sunday and that day will end up as "SciFi meets LDS meetings." The congregation will get infested with bugs. It will be like "The Fly" allover again.

Her FB reply: "I have herd you sing! So get over it and come to choir." :)

It cracked me up, it made my morning.

So to my wards choir director. Thank so much for making my morning.

Cheers Everyone!!!