(A poem Dad read at Grandma's funeral.) Along the Golden Streets, A loved one walks today, With wonder in her heart Faith blossomed into sight. She walks and stops and stares, And walks and stops again, Vistas of loveliness, Beyond the dreams of men. She who was feeble, weak, and shackled by her bed, Now climbs eternal hills, With light and easy tread. She has escaped at last, The cruel clutch of pain, Her lips shall never taste Its bitter cup again. Oh! Never call her dead, This buoyant one, and free. Whose daily portion is delight And ecstasy! She bows in speechless joy, Before the feet of Him, Whom seeing not, she loved, While yet her sight was dim. Along the Golden Streets, No stranger walks today, But one, who long homesick, Is Home at last to stay.
I am happily married to a fun, loving and very handy husband. I am a mother to a beautiful and curious little girl. Most of my time is spent having fun with her. When I can, I love to dabble in anything creative. You name it...scrapbooking, sewing, cardmaking, furniture restoration, and interior design to name a few. I enjoy chatting with friends over coffee or brunch, relaxing in a hammock, baking something scrumtious, getting my hands dirty in the garden or just taking a walk with my family. I live in a little town called Moses Lake and although I never thought I would say this, " It would be a very hard place to leave, because of all the wonderful friends I have made here. "