Alaskanforgetmenot

Why do the worst kind of people go to church? I've been a member of my church 43 years now & it seems the worst kind of people attend church.   I've had them leave me on the side of the road on the way to the temple, have had women throw things away that belonged to me when moving from Alaska w/o my permission, & I've been judged I don't know how many times by these hypocrites. I thought when I left Alaska I left the "ugliness" behind... but apparently not.  Since I've been in my current ward a woman took me to an enrichment meeting and was commenting on fat men who don't wear shirts & making fun of them, and other comments about my weight.  This woman is just plain ugly. I should have said--"It's too bad all the "ugly" people don't put sacks over their heads so we don't have to look at them."  But I'm not that mean. Now I've had books I put out on a RS table taken from me. I called the RS pr...

My brother-in-law Bernie Ward's who is my sister Doris's husband passed away April, 25th, 2014.  He had a blood clot on his lung.  He is being buried in Medford, Oregon. 

  Easter will be here next week.  Finally got my Easter newsletter for Relief Society printed off.  I will probably just stay home on Easter after church.  Looking forward to the beautiful choir presentation however. My brother-in-law Bernie Ward's isn't doing that great.  He's in the hospital and may have lung cancer.  He's been intubated.  I'm sure my sister Doris is worried sick.  So many have been so sick since returning from Alaska to the 48; sister Janis who almost didn't make it after knee surgery and blood clot to her lung, Carolyn with her Open Heart Surgery in November, and now this.  All I can do is pray for them. 

A Thought on the Finer Things | First for Women

So thankful for Sissy Marie, my four-year old calico I got at a Animal Shelter in Anchorage, Alaska before I moved to Boise.  Sissy had been abandoned by her family two times and I felt like so much like that poor cat. I think animals sometimes give us a lot more love than humans are even capable of doing.  Anyway, she is as ornery as ever:  loves tearing up toilet paper, and cries if she doesn't have her canned cat food everyday.  How much I love this little animal. 

Springtime is finally here, although winter's in Boise, Idaho are not as long as Wasilla, Alaska.  Springtime puts me in mind of the resurrection of Christ when all things are made new again.  I am thankful for our Heavenly Father who gave us this beautiful earth, and his son who died on the cross just for us.