Moms 9th grandchild

This is mom's 9th grand child and 6th grandson, I wish so bad I could share him with her right now, but I know they spent some good time together before he came to me and I know she visits him.
Tyler Christian Jenkins 7lbs 13 oz 19.5 inches long born April 27th

Happy mothers Day to my dear mom

This is the 3rd mothers day that we have spent apart, I miss you so much mom and wish I could share my new baby with you. I know that you know and love him and prepared him well before he came to us. I wish there was a way we could all stay together and never leave eachother, thats how it will be in the next life and I can't wait. Love you mom I miss you so much. Love Tara

Giving Comfort

I read this in the readers digest and I thought it was perfect to the way I feel and what I have learned.

"I have a set of lessons learned about how to console those who have suffered a loss, based on my own personal experience and observation over the years.

First go to the funeral. Thirty years ago, mayor richard lee of new haven connectictu, told me that he always went to funerals. It's there that you see people, he said, and that they see you. It's there that you mingle with families, listen to them talk, and lend your full support. I had never heard that advice stated so explicitly, but he was exactly right. Death opens an enormous hole in the heart. A funeral service brings together those who can help fill that hole.

Second, call or write your friend when someone close to her or him had died. It is remarkable how few people actually reach out in tough times. Perhaps they don't know what to say; perhaps they think the person would prefer to be left alone. It is better to try and be rejected than to never try at all. Your friend can always resist the effort not answer the phone, not open the letter. But it is hard to imagine anyone not appreciateing it.

Third, never say "you will get over it." People rarely do.

The death of a loved one rips us apart, shakes us up , hurts terribly. So my fourth tip is to embrace the person who suffers. I think of the kiss my mother would give me when I would scrape my knee or cut my finger. Her act of love was more healing than any antiseptic.

Make it clear in the letter or phone call to your friend that she or he is wonderful. The outstretched arm, the warm embrace, the freshly baked cookies, or the frgrant flowers do not replace the life. Not by any means. But they do say to the grieving friend, "you are loved.
You are cherished. "

These are some of the best words I have heard and I have learned a lot going through this experience and I will follow this council whenever I know someone who suffers from a death. I know those people who did reach out helped so much. Love Tara

March 12 was the day my mom passed away 2 years ago. Oh boy what a hard day to get through, I mean every day seems challenging, some days are way worse than others. Its hard to think back to that awful day 2 years ago.... The things I had to see and feel where indescribable. You know I wanted her to be out of her pain and away from the body that stopped working for her. At the same time I did not want her to leave me. I would lay by her and sing hymns to her hoping that this would comfort her in some way. I also sat there and whispered to her in her ear that its "Its ok mom you can go we will be o.k. " The nurse said that maybe she was hanging on for us, and we needed to tell her that we would be ok. I also just wanted to hear her tell me she loved me one more time, not that I didn't here this like 50 million times in my life cause I did. My mom always told me how wonderful I am and how much she loves me every time we talked. She used to say "Jenny your so amazing, you can do anything." Man how awesome that she thought I was so great!! There are lots of memories I have of that day most of them sad. After she passed, I left the house by my self so I could cry alone. I said to her in my head," Mom why did you have to go, I miss you." And then as clear as day I heard in my head her answer me and say, " I did all I was supposed to do," Then I said in my head, " I love you mom" and she answered me back saying, " I love you too" It was a really amazing moment for me. I still feel her around me at times. Sometimes I'll be sitting there and I swear there is someone behind me or by me. She did tell me when she was very sick, "I don't know how it all works up there, but I will be with you as much as I can."

When my mom and I would see each other I was always really silly with her, I loved to make her laugh. I would tickle her, (she is so ticklish, ) I always used to pick her up cause I was alot taller than her and she was always so skinny. She would laugh, and scream it was so much fun. I think about when I see her again sometimes, I think I will pick her up and she will laugh and we will laugh and it will be a sweet reunion. (Thank you for listening)

I miss you

There hasn't been anything posted in such a long time I had to get on and say how much I miss you mom. It doesn't get easier and it doesn't go away how much I want things to be back the way they were. I still can't believe we have to go on living without mom. Everyone else moves on and the sting goes away but for the people closest it never leaves. I guess thats what the definition of a trial is. At least I can say when I get up to heaven to some of those great prophets and people up there that I have gone through the depths of what life can bring you and I am worthy to be with them because of the pains and trials I had to go through in life. Hopefully I am learning and growing, although it doesn't always feel that way. Miss you and love you mom.

MEMORIES OF CHRISTINE

Today we celebrate the day that a beautiful soul came into this world and changed our lives. As I thought about Christine today, I decided to go back to the beginning and ask Mom and Dad what they remember about this day, 56 years ago.





Mom - It began about 3 or so in the morning, Mom had to call Dad at work because he was working graveyard shift and wasn't there. She said "you better come home and take me to the hospital". Grandma Record came over to stay with David, Mike and Susan. Her labor lasted about 5 or 6 hours, about normal she said. She does remember that Dad fell kept falling asleep between contractions. When it was time to deliver Dad was sent to the waiting room with all the other fathers and Mom went off to the delivery room, all by herself. Our beautiful Christine was born about 8:00 am. She was 5 lbs and 13 oz and had more hair than any of the rest of us, and it was curly. She was adorable. After the delivery Mom's uterus wouldn't contract so the Dr. sat by her bed and massaged for hours. When he had to leave the nurse took over, they were afraid she would hemorage. That was a very painful ordeal and she felt awful and apparently look about the same. Grandma Ruff left the hospital and cried all the way home. But by the time Grandma Ruff came back that evening with something cute and pink for Christine, Mom was sitting up in bed with her makeup on, feeling and looking much better.





Dad - "I don't remember much....I was tired". (We love you Dad!)





I don't remember that day obviously because I wasn't born yet, but I know I was in heaven feeling very sad because I was saying goodbye to my best friend and sister. But happy at the same time because I knew I would be seeing her again, very soon. Just how I feel now, so very sad that I had to say goodbye to my best friend and sister but confident that she's in a beautiful place with all of our loved ones that have gone before her, and I will see her again. Happy Birthday Christine, I love you.

56th birthday

I got the number wrong its 56th birthday love you mom.