. . . cure for what ails ya . . .

. . . i'm lucky enough to have

a sister-in-law who knows

chocolate is always the answer . . .

{well . . . sometimes it's diet coke, too!}

{whoa! time to dust!}

. . . even better when it comes on

the cutest little crystal hobnail cake plate . . .

. . . accompanied by

a freshly-baked loaf of whole wheat bread . . .

{photo unavailable}

. . . thank you, molly! . . .

. . . remember me and smile . . .

. . . when i am gone away . . .

. . . i pray that i might leave . . .

. . . a few who mourn my passing ~ . . .

. . . but not for long . . .

. . . instead of tears and wounded hearts . . .

. . . i would that those who care . . .

. . . might find solace . . .

. . . in the remembrance . . .

. . . that i lived at all! . . .

. . . may i be known for lasting love . . .

. . . of wife, . . .

. . . children, . . .

. . . grandchildren . . .

. . . through whom i yet live! . . .

. . . may i be remembered for service to others, . . .

. . . to my community, . . .

. . . to its children, . . .

. . . to god, father of my spirit . . .

. . . i would be remembered for charity . . .

. . . i have not wished . . .

. . . to be a tinkling bell, . . .

. . . a sounding symbol, . . .

. . . i have loved life and living . . .

. . . i shall love what lies hereafter . . .

. . . may i be remembered . . .

. . . for those good deeds of mine . . .

. . . that showed concern for fellow men . . .

. . . may those who truly care . . .

. . . remember when i am gone away ~ . . .

. . . and smile . . .

~ written by jack davis ~

edit: "remember me and smile" is the title of my dad's autobiography.

it's awesome. so was he!

. . . happiness is . . .

. . . seeing a familiar face at the mtc . . .

. . . happiness is also

getting a job teaching spanish there . . .

. . . congratulations, drewski! . . .

. . . i guess moving to provo

a few days earlier than planned

was worth it . . .

. . . back to school . . .

. . . used to be the happiest day of the year! . . .

. . . these days ~ it's a little different . . .

. . . early this morning . . .

. . . drew was gone in a blur . . .

. . . literally . . .

. . . he couldn't even hold still

long enough for a picture . . .

. . . behold . . .

. . . this is how a boy loads up his car . . .

. . . for the ten-hour drive to his new home . . .

. . . well ~ for the next four months anyway . . .

. . . leaving empty spaces . . .

. . . and "treasures" . . .

. . . and a couple of items that didn't make the cut . . .

. . . and just like that . . .

. . . at 5:59 a.m. . . .

. . . he was going . . .

. . . going . . .

. . . gone . . .

{why can't byu be in mesa?}

. . . miss you, dad . . .

. . . good news/bad news/good news . . .

. . . the good news is . . .

. . . these beautiful flowers

were delivered today . . .

. . . thanks to the greatest friends and neighbors

a girl could ever hope for . . .

. . . the bad news is . . .

. . . my sweet dad passed away last night . . .

. . . the good news is . . .

. . . he would have loved the flowers . . .

. . . additional good news . . .

. . . i'm a little jealous

he got to have

an amazing reunion

with his son/my brother . . .

{not to mention his parents, sisters, and friends, too!}

. . . i know i'll see them both again someday . . .

. . . it's up to me to live worthy

of that great blessing . . .