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....