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  • A New FormatJune 2, 2025
    This blog has been a journey I have enjoyed.  Taking an email I have been writing for many years, creating a blog and then entering the world of social media and posting my stories on Instagram and Facebook has pushed my comfort zone.  As part of the journey, I have decided to discontinue the blog. … Read more: A New Format
  • HandsJune 2, 2025
    With a house full of young children and so many demands on their time, my parents were attending a formal dinner.  They were all dressed up and enjoying the conversation.  At one point in the dinner, Mom looked down at her hands and quickly excused herself to use the restroom to give herself a chance to wipe… Read more: Hands
  • Remember TogetherMay 26, 2025
    Recently we drove across the country noting the woods, mountains, miles of fields, and windswept ranges. Each area is so different; different landscapes, different people, different dialects, different thoughts and different ways of doing things.    While driving west on I-74 near LeRoy, Illinois, a sign proclaiming this stretch of highway to be the Gaultney Brothers… Read more: Remember Together
  • Life FilterMay 19, 2025
    On Thursday, I sat in a chair while several people took their turns poking and prodding the veins of my inner arms so that I could give blood.  They finally decided on a vein, made the poke and I watched my blood fill a plastic bag.  As it does every time, my mind goes back to when… Read more: Life Filter
  • Mother the WorldMay 11, 2025
    A new mother with little experience with children, my mother often credited a calling to serve as the “Mother Education” teacher in Relief Society as a gift to her and our family. She learned as she taught.  My earliest memories of Relief Society were playing on the gym floor of the church building under the… Read more: Mother the World

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