Continued.....

I have tried going back when I was younger.....But that isn't the part I
want to share with you....It was when my life began....when I met Dad.....There was
a new light that entered my life.....It was like I saw the Sunshine for the first time.......Like the curtain was open....And the light shone in.....And I had a twinkle in my eye that wasn't there before......How many people feel a twinkle?....
It's so hard to explain.....But looking back now....There is only one answer ....
There was divine intervention early for some reason for me.....Not that my
life had some glorious purpose.....But that what I was given in heaven....was an
assignment I was to share with someone else.....Because when I became acquainted with
this blonde haired boy ....whose hair was so thick he had to have it thinned when he
went to the Barber.....My life was never the same.....It was just something I knew....as well as I knew that 2 and 2 was 4.......
Another thing that was strange.....was that how I first noticed him....
was one day in School....South High School.....Our eyes met....walking down the hall.......And then...it was like....MMmmmm!......And then again.....later on our
eyes met again.......And then I was inquisitive....And I started asking my friends...
who this boy was.....We had never spoke......They all told me.....That were in any of his classes......That he was an athlete.....and he hung around with all the
guys who played sports...........No one knew much more than that......He had never
asked a girl out on a date.....ever..........But anyone who knew him said....He was
a cut-up.......And he was always making everyone laugh...........One of my friends...
said.....that he was in one of her classes......On several of the days when the girl
cheerleaders were excused to practise..............He would just get up and leave
with them.......Mrs. Christensen who was the teacher.....liked Wally and she smiled
and knew he was a prankster.....and just let him go.....She called him Wallace.....
And my friend said he got away with murder in that class.....Because Mrs. Christensen
liked him............
There are a couple of funny stories I have to share about South High.....
The principal of the school was Miss Dyer.......And remember some of Dads brothers
went to South before him.....And one was his brother Bill.....Well Bill was somehow
one of Miss Dyers proteges.....He was a high honor student and excelled in all the
right things that pertained to school......He went to University of Utah with high
honors and went in the Military and was a Lieutenant Governor in the Navy....He enlisted for life.....and that was his career.....But ended up being very good
friends with Miss Dyer.....They were just good friends....Bill married Pam who was
an Australian.....and had a lot of money....But couldn't take it out of the country.....So they kept going to Australia and bought jewelry to bring here....that
was the only way they could get their money out......Anyway....Miss Dyer and Bill
and Pam became very good friends later on in their life.....They spent a lot of time
together..........In fact...Bill was also good to Grama Nielsen.....He gave her thirty dollars a month for the rest of her life.....That was a lot then....It sounds
tiny now just mentioning it.....But he honored his Mother.....Even tho he always
smoke and drank.....and died of Cancer......Grama Ruth always spoke highly of Bill......If you guys remember when we lived on Meadow Moor Road......Dad and I had
Bill and Pam with the rest of the family over for a party......And Dad wouldn't
let them smoke in the house .....they went outside.....And I didn't own a coffee
pot....and they said....They would never come to our house again.....And they never
did...............That wasn't the story I meant to tell you.....But was a little bit
of history........In fact I have a real pearl.....or something that is really worth
a lot in my jewelry droor.....that she gave all the girls....We were to have it made
into a necklace or a ring.....But I never did....It cost too much......

Anyway....I wanted to tell you of Miss Dyer because she is part of the
funny store I wanted to tell you about Dad.......She became acquainted with the family because of Bill.....so she knew about Dad....and kinda watched out for him.....Well.....One day.....It was snowing.....And Dad couldn't find a coat to wear
to School....{ South }.....An Grama made him wear Laverns coat ...and it had a fur
collar.....to school.......Well some kid made fun of Dad....And Dad was a fighter....
and Dad beat him up ...broke his nose and knocked out his two front teeth.....Well
when this kid got to school....he went into the principals office..[Miss Dyers}...
and told him Wally had beat him up.......In the meantime wally had reported to his
home room class......When all of a sudden....Over the loud speaker....came.....this
call....."Will Wallace Nielsen report to the principals office?".....Dad went in
and....of course....Dad told her the story....And Miss Dyer knew that the family
was struggling because she had helped Bill with finances in going to Utah....and then
on to his profession.........and she said to Dad...."Now Wallace....what is this I
hear about you?".....And after she heard the story......She understood....Dad was
a stud athlete wearing his sisters fur coat to school........But grama Nielsen was
just a doll.........She loved her boys....And didn't want pride to get in the way
of their getting the sniffles......I loved her so much......That was only one of the
funny stories......This is long now.....so I will finish later........

Lovin ya all..............Mom....Grama Tiki...Grama Wonderful.....

"As you Wish"..continued...........

You have caught me at a moment when I feel like a freshly squeezed orange......No Juice!..............But .....Do I know how to kick this feeling?....Let's see........what are my options?.....A Fernwood Fresh Lime Coke?.......Mmmmm....,No that is off the list.....Carbonated drinks retain the water.........How about a Crystal lite ?.....Nope....that has Aspartame artificial sweetener which harms the bladder..........Lets see.....Oh what I wouldn't give for a Artic Circle Cheeseburger with onions and French Fries with that Fry Sauce?..............I would kill for that.......I'm afraid not....Those fries you wear on your already gigantic hips and the hamburger is just so moorish......Nope not that......Well maybe...... I have always adored ice cream.....with cashews.....and fresh strawberries........The nuts are wicked in calories.....The strawberries are bathed in sugar.....and the ice cream?....If I want to break out in hives?..........I have lactose intolerance.....
......A taco?..........Its the cheese....sorry.....I swear......by every thing that is holy......Everything I love..... Is forbidden..........
......My forever favorite is potatoe chips......and Harmons Onion Cheese Ball.......I could eat that for Breakfast and again for lunch......and then .....Oh delight again for night meal................
Right now.......this problem is fighting for first place in my list of Goliaths.............I am so entitled.......At any rate......Just wanted to set the stage and explain why today is a Bugger...................And is this not proof that we most often reach for food when we are considering standing in front of a truck?......................But one place I know......that I can find some calmness is when I take a moment.....Turn everything off.......No music......No Tv.....Ho nothing.......And realize how golden is the quiet........And I have started to love the quiet.......It is when the motor we run on.......feels it can relax.......There is no rush..........It is the quiet when we know we are spiritual beings living in a strange place......where we are having a struggle trying to figure it all out.....But it is when...........we turn off the world.......and listen.....that we hear the whisperings of the spirit.....They are trying to contact us......maybe for an urgency......maybe a warning.......maybe an answer to something we have been praying about............But it is not too often.......that we reserve those moments when they can get through the veil......................But they are there just the same.....The Lord promised us that he would walk with us.......And that he would carry our burdens.....And that he would never leave us alone...............If the Lord feels bad about anything.....It is that he has offered us so much...........But we turn him down......He wants us to depend on him.....When a tragedy strikes........Who do we call first?.................That was a statement made by Neil Maxwell.......That the Lord feels really bad when he offers his hand and we ignore it.....Now I think I have vented.......and can get on with things.......Besides enough about food........The Dragon.......And I also want to be pretty and thin when I meet Dad.....I am on my fourth day of Cindys diet....Isagenix...........Pray for me.............
I have been a chunk since I was born...........We walked to school and passed Snelgroves and that great Doughnut shop.......An ice cream for a nickel?........And I really did always feel that I was the fat girl.............But sometimes......I just threw caution to the wind....and had an ice cream .....
and had a doughnut.........I was active enough.......When we were little we lived down a ways from Fairmont Park.....and they had a swimming pool..........I walked every single day up to the park in the summer....to swim......alone......Monday was freezing......Tuesday was a tiny mark off freezing....Wednesday was a little better.....Thursday was getting more pleasant.......Friday was warmer but not as warm as Saturday.......But it also had the whole weeks worth of people perfume............It was rather ragged on Saturdays.....But I went any way.....
It was free...............Free was in.......And you couldn't beat free.......And I
also was part of a tumbling group......There were about 7 or 8 of us.....And we
went around with a Mr. Fairbanks and performed.......Then I played tennis...a lot....
And I skiied......Loved to ski....And I entered the Alta Snow Cup .....one year....
I had no fear until I married and had a baby.....And then I was more reserved in
the things I attempted.....But I remained a chunk......But I had strong legs because
I was always active..........My life was really quite uninteresting.....until I
met Dad..........Then I began living......Really and truly....I started to feel alive.....for the first time.......And my life began the moment we met......

Well....I think I might end for now.....till later.....all my love
.......................Gram.....and Mom.....and grandma Tiki....grandma wonderful....

"As you wish"..........

I still am just waiting for my "Farm Boy"......to come and get me.....As per Leslies request
...I may try her suggestion.....and see how it goes.......She has no History ?.......I think she means....to tell her children of what it was like then ......for Dad and I....and how we managed
to keep from drowning.........And how it was when we started out to conquer the world.....On
our large dowry we started out with ......In dollars....that amounted to....Zilch!..............In fact
........Connie and I paid for our own wedding........We had a double wedding........Wally and Howard both grew up on the same street....Blair Street....where the kids either went to prison
or on Missions.......They both went to New Zealand on their missions.....And married sisters.....
......We both married in the Temple........We made our own wedding dresses.........We had no car......Wally had no job......I did.....And we had no honeymoon.............Connie and Howard went
to the Hotel Utah for their honeymoon.......But we went to our little 40 dollar a month
apartment.......and that was the beginning...........I worked at First Security Bank....and I made
a Hundred and sixty five dollars a month.......Because I remember I paid sixteen dollars and
50 cents tithing.................But.......those were just the details.........I loved that guy.....so much....
and we got married two weeks after he got home from his mission.........Nothing like planning
everything down to the last detail.........We had nothing .........except we had everything that
counted.......Each other...........And I had waited all ready 4 years.......That was enough......But
We were both beyond happy..............We lived on my little money.....till he got some stinky
jobs...........We were passing time still school started.......He had a GI Bill that was 140 dollars
a month..........And he had a scholarship to play football.........And I got pregnant and had
Susan in 9 months and 2 hours from the moment we said "I do"..........

Speaking of History.....that is one thing I have truckloads of.........I have so much History I have a hard time trying to keep my little sail boat afloat..........In my vast sea of memories.........It is the challenge of us all.....to greet our events......deal with them......give them their just dues......and move on......... Now if it were only that easy.............The problem is......our past becomes a part of our skin.......You wear it every place you go.................It is just impossible to lose it...........Nor do you really want to............Except if you tend to the dark side...................We started out on a shoe string............And learned so much from starting with
so little............We valued everything.......My parents never had us for dinner......ever.....But
Wallys Mom had us every Sunday..........And she would always put the little left overs in a
sack......the pot. and gravy and the biscuits that were left..........Always....we not only took
a sack of food always.....but we took a car load of love from his Mom and Dad......And to say
that I adored her......would be the understatement of forever.........She loved me because I
encouraged her and helped her boy be the best he could be......I wanted him to go on his
mission........He was dragging his feet.....and really didn't want to go.....But at that moment
when the bishop called us in his office......So I could put the damper on the mission?....instead
I said.......as a little voice whispered to me....."He will be a better husband and a better father
to your children"..........And I was elated.........He was shocked out of his senses.......He was
certain I would get him off the hook.............He was the only son out of eight boys....to be
active in the church......And Wallys Mission was the crowning event in her life.....
Well this is getting way long.........Now if you would like me to go on further.......I can
....but the kids really don't want to hear any of this............They don't want to hear yesterday
.....They live in a different world.....In our world.....We as kids made our own paperdolls.....
We couldn't even buy store bought............Our snack was cut up raw circled potatoes in a
plate sprinkled with salt........That was it........But the main thing I want to say......Is We were
both so happy to be married.......I never once wanted to go back home......only to visit of
course......Wally was big on honoring your parents........And after years and years....I came
to peace with the fact.......Whatever your parents do.....It was the best they were capable of
doing at the time.......And that made sense to me........My parents did the best they could......
But......it made me want things so different.......I wanted to make Christmas huge......and
one of the reasons I loved Dad so much....was that he let me do it.....I managed all the money
because I worked in the bank.......I knew all about check books ......I knew what we had....
And If I ever did anything good at all......it would be my ability to stretch the dollar......I would
of course stay up till 2 or 3 every night sewing my little girls clothes.......I had to....when I got
6 yards of fabric for a dollar.........They always looked nice......And I felt I couldn't go to school
and make their friends or do their school work......but I could see that they looked nice......
Of course....they weren't allowed to wear pants.......It was always dresses and skirts and
blouses........But there was nothing ever that I wanted to be more than I wanted to be a Mom.............I cherished every single minute.......And I loved the guy I married.....I was always
the President of his fan club........And am still singing his praises...........He was the choicest
gift the Lord ever gave me.......He led me to him.....And whispered to us both........

I just have to go now......You can see.....I have the "Motor Mouth" disease........we'll
see how this goes.............Its kinda like a family journal...........I can't write but I can do this.....
Now if you approve............let me know........I wonder where the delete button is?..........Susan
is gone to Park City......So when she gets home I shall check........Maybe this isn't such a good
idea after all.................But you all have at different times asked me to start to write notes....
.......................Maybe not!.................This is barely a sneak peak into the window of our
yesterday...................But it made us what we are...........Love ya lots.................Gram.......

From the Cottage of Princess Buttercup.......

When I was Sixteen.......Sixty Four years ago......The light turned on in my life......
The moment I met this cute boy.......Not knowing much about him.....only that he was always
cracking everyone up and everyone seemed to like to be around him.......And my biggest
fascination with him was that he never got mad............This was a tremendous plus.......That
was huge.....Did I say gigantic?..........He simply made fun.....and saw fun in every single facet
of his life..............I could hardly believe that he was real.........He was a very handsome young
man.............He was strictly an athlete............Loved sports.......and played the drums........And
most of all...........One day at South High School .....our eyes met......And I was never really
ever the same after that.............He knew nothing about social skills......He would call me up on
the phone.......And hardly would say a word.......But a lot of What?....and Huh's?..........He was
extremely bashful.......and I thought I had met the most handsome hunk in the entire world.....
He was so bashful that he would sit at the sacrament table but would never say the blessing
on the sacrament..................Also in school........He would sit with his topic prepared but when
the teacher asked him to read it.....He would say unprepared..............
But .......I had not had much of a social life either.......He never had asked a girl out
ever.........And I had never had a boyfriend..........And so it all began..............My life took on a
different color.......It was starting to bloom........And I had a new landscape that surrounded
me.......And I started to think for the first time.......There were really miracles..........Could this
darling blonde guy be interested in me?...............He had so much hair.....that he had to have
it thinned.........And it was curly........big time.............And to be truthful......We both had so many
things in common....................I was kinda shy........also..........And neither of us came from
families that had made their fortunes............At least green fortunes...............We both came
from struggling families..............But we both seemed to have strong constitutions.........At
least I knew I did............I lived with a lot of strictness......and nothing ever was funny at our
house..............That was a drawing card for me............This family that I was being inroduced
to was......operated in force by Grama Nielsen........I called her the Sheriff.....And Granpa her
posse..........................And my Mom was timid and always afraid of my Dad.....So we all were....
My Dad wasn't cruel.....But he was not soft......He was the head of the house and everyone
stood at attention.....when he came home.......
So ......This light hearted boy that captured my heart......was fun loving.....and loved
his Mom..........And I saw in him......wonderful things..........And I have thought for so many
years........The way we met......and the certainty of the relationship that we both fell so hard
.................It had to have been just a picking up..... where we left off in heaven..............It was all
so perfect...............I seemed to be strong....in ways that were of help to him.......And he was
the smile in my life that I hadn't found until now.......And this brand new lighthearted life
with this guy that was always making jokes with everyone just cemented my feelings for
him.......................I had missed that kind of humor................He was the mortar between
my cement blocks........of the house that I always wanted............I knew that the Lord had
stepped into both of our lives..............And spoke to both of us..............I knew that .......We
were somehow meant to be................And nothing that has ever happened since.......ever
changed that fact.......................I needed him so bad.............And I just loved him so much......
that I was always in his corner............And I knew I was President of his Fan Club.......from
the beginning.................I saw such a long time ago........through the spirit.....that he was the
chosen one for me...................Never......Never......Never......Did I ever doubt it through all
the four years before we were married......and the 18 more years that I have waited for that
boy that I met so long ago.............And that I never had long enough............Because
I had to share him with so many people..............That is what happens when you meet and
marry a really great guy like him................I loved what one of the general autorities wives
said in Stake Conference.....It was Sister David Burtons wife.......She said....."We are the only
church in the world where we are sealed for time and all eternity......And spend our entire
life alone."................I wanted to stand and salute..............But all in all...........Now as I look back
on my years.............My strict home worked in my favor........I so appreciated what I was so
lucky to find............This handsome basketball star.......And this Football quarter back that
got a scholarship to BYU....even tho he wasn't elegible to play on the team and for the school
because he quit school to work for the Railroad when his Dad was called on a Mission.....
And he gave his entire paycheck to his Mom.............That was typical of the things that stirred
in his heart.......He adored his Mom and Dad....And loved his family like no other.......Out of
all the brothers......Bill.....Mort......Warren.....Norm......Ron.......And himself.......,.He was the
one that gifted his Mom with the thrill of going on a Mission and Marrying in the temple.......
And I loved his Mom......with all my heart and soul.......And she I think loved me.....because
I helped her boy......be the best he could be......I just helped..............I take no credit......He quit
school all on his own................He was good to the core...........And I always felt it was my
privelege...........It was the Lords goodness to me.............That spending the Forty two years
together...............1949-1991................It was not long enough.............But what an honor.....
really........To be sealed to someone the Lord wanted so badly to take him away from so
much love....................But the beauty of it all......Is that we are just in different places together
.................Remember that joke that Robyn laughed so hard at......When Dad repeated why
he waves to guys he doesn't know?............Because they went to different schools together?.
That is just so funny to me...............It is so like something he would make up..............
I kinda wanted to pay a little tribute to him today..........Because he was truly the
iciing on my cake.............He was the cherry on my Strawberry Sundae...........He was the
whip cream on my Pumpkin Pie..................Without him ......where would I have been?
I would have been a lost little soul......wandering around looking for him...........And yeah!
He would have been hanging out with Unc playing ball somehere............But it was hard to
ever get really Ho Hah! with him...........Because I loved him so much.................Even tho .....
one time.....when we lived up on Canyon Rim......I had 10 dollars a week for groceries.....
And could buy not even a 19 cent dust pan.....had to wash dishes under boiling water....No
soap............And no makeup................And he went and bought a fishing pole ....to go fishing
with his brothers...............He didn't even like to fish!...........Grrrrr!........13 dollars that fishing
pole cost...........And also at Canyon Rim..........They called up and asked him to go to
work on the Farm and pitch Hay..........He didn't want to..........And I said.."Wait....yes you
do"...........Even then.................I couldn't have asked for more in any way shape or form.....
Than what he gave me............I was the only girl he ever asked out on a date......Can you
believe that?......................On this little Memorial Day............You will find me being very very
grateful for every single experience that has been mine........For they all together has made
me have the thankful heart that I have...............No one has ever been blessed with as much
as I have......And I wonder sometimes why the Lord has been so good to me........I have all
that I could ever want right at this minute.......I have good health.....a little cottage that has
my name on it.......also some wheels so that I can drag State........I have enough.....and then
some...................In fact I have way more than I need.....I can never repay the Lord for his
goodness to me....................Never,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,And for my great family............I chose you all.....
you were handpicked in heaven............And because the Lord loved me so much he sent all
the ones I also wanted but couldn't have as grandchildren.......I am more than blessed....
And I couldn't live long enough to make it right with the Lord......This is a little long...........
Woah!..........Gram steady the horses........they need a drink............But please know that I
adore every single one of you...............This is Princess Buttercup still waiting for her
Farm Boy!...............In her little cottage................Love ya all..............

What a day in May!......

I tried to wait till the tide came in and everything settled and was calm.......But I have
a hunch this is not going to happen.................So amidst whatever is on the horizon we shall
feed the horses and get on the wagon..........seize the moment and yet while still under construction........pretend that I have within me.....a mind that can put on paper emotions and
an event that was filled with so much depth and meaning that this little 80 year old came close to calling 911 for emergency diapers...........My legs were starting to buckle......and I was
goin down..................Unfortunately a place where I have been many times.....But this time it
took me down to my knees in humility and wonderment......As ...the second.... the door opened....
And the light went on.......I...for a split half-second......had the illusion of heaven.....seeing a sea
of faces ........and being blesssed with eyes that struggle.......knew in my heart that all these
little eyes belonged to those whom I loved with all my heart.........Handpicked.. chosen..sacred
tiny little ones.....that came and hugged me.........I was surrounded by angels yet so pure ....
and not long from heaven..........Could my instinct be right?.................Then .....not a minute
later........I knew the truth..........Debbie handed me a blown up photo that was the ugliest
she could find.....of me.....ever.......Then I knew I was still on Mother earth............And I knew
the humor we have so enjoyed in the past.......Had gone south......or had a terrible flu.......
But it was badly in need of repair..............And whats more......She said that was what she did?
I believe Marlene told me.......They were putting her in the home soon.....period..

I think I know where all this originated.......And I want them to know......They have
stretched my heart so........I 'm not sure if I can control it anymore.......It weeps continually
......non stop............When I found out I couldn't have any more children......There just wasn't
any more up there on that little bench waiting for me........I was devistated.......But the
Lord new all along......these same choice spirits I was wanting would find their way into my
home...............and he saved them for me............Sometimes the Lord blesses us inspite of how
many mistakes we make..........How lucky are we?......That we have someone that loves us
that much?...........It is amazing to me.......when we think we are so unlovable.......that the Lord
just loves us anyway......................

To these Marthas and Marys who joined forces and helped.........I can never ....ever
......thank you enough...................It was the thought behind it that tore my heart out......And
now it is under major construction.............But I have lived long enough to know that
sometimes when we are so badly in need of Elmers Glue........It isn't meant to be repaired.....It is more valuable when we are wounded........Sometimes it is our wounds that save us........
How wise is the Lord?..............He knows us so well.........

By knowing the extra planning and expense it took to come........You have all touched
my heart in a way that I think it shall never completely recover.......But the tears are so
beautiful to me............And this is a memory I shall carry with me into eternity..........
And I promise those to whom all this is credited.......will have a treasure in heaven......that
will burn so brightly within them that they too will think their feet is often above ground......
Nothing is ever done.....ever.....that is not known by our Father In heaven.....And
there are smiles unnumbered by those we love who have witnessed this beautiful event
in another sphere in the most beautiful place of all.......

........................Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.....
As I sit in my little cottage .......awaiting my Farm Boy to rescue me......
Never again shall I witness anything but the warmth that you all have shown me.....
What a beautiful beautiful thing that you all made happen for me..........
All my Love.....forever and forever...................
Grama Wonderful......
P.S. It was a miracle enough that Rhonda figured a way to get me up and out
into where the world lives......I am not much of a traveler these days only if I might think
Armageddon is on the way............Well it was kinda......To me... in my little world of one.....
Thanks for listening........It has been a fun little chat..............Maybe we could do this again
sometime?...........Or maybe not.............Take a chance.....Dive in!!.......Got cold feet?......
Like Debra says to Ray on "Everybody loves Raymond"....."Get some sox"............

Once again......KIORA............Love ya'all..............Grama Tiki