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Georjean (#47000786)
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I am Diane's older sister and was just intoduced to the site.
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I hope you remember this
Thanksgiving Day Blessings...

Thanksgiving as a kid we had Halloween, then Thanksgiving, and then Christmas it was like leading up to the Super Bowl. In Minnesota it was almost worth the Halloween snow storm that does not stop until May. You got three wonderful holidays and it ended with presents. How much better could it get?

I remember one year my Mom had slaved over 4 pumpkin pies. She wanted them to cool quickly so she put them out on a ledge that actually was a cooling ledge right out side the kitchen window. It took about a minute and a half for the squirrels to find it. They had a party. There was about 7 of them swimming in her pies. I remember her standing at the window just looking out. All of us came running to see what she was looking at.

Squirrels were throwing pumpkin pie at each other one was running back and forth to feed another squirrel who was too frightened to approach the window. You could hear the holiday bliss and squirrels almost singing through the window. Their little furry faces were orange and they were chewing as fast as they could. Two of them thought it would be a good idea to take one home and were trying to drag a pie off.

I remember it was just mayhem out that window. Here she was, with 5 little children standing with her watching us, watch her face. None of us giggled or moved or even were breathing for a few minutes as we all stood there.

What would she do? She had been making pies for 2 days. I kept thinking she is going to explode any second. She left the window, went over to the freezer and pulled out 2 store bought frozen pies. Put them on the counter and looked at us kids.

In a low deep voice she said, "who did you think I was baking those pies for? The squirrels have to have Thanksgiving too".

It was so funny, I remember her reaction was almost as funny as what was going on outside that window. We laughed and watched. She was just going to be alright with this even if it killed her.

For days there were squirrels with stained orange faces jumping around the yard and all she would say is....Well, I know which ones did it, and I will be watching for them come Christmas.

Now I look back on those precious days so differently. It is about being together and seeing your family. Some that only are able to come for holidays due to distance. It is about seeing that one or two family members that always leave you shaking your head. It is about the new life, the babies and kids that are living the Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas Super Bowl.

We all have our memories of those who have gone before, don't let those memories make you sad, keep them close to your heart because those memories are what keep them near to us, they live on, when we can smile and see the squirrels faces covered in pumpkin on a cold winters day.

May the Joy and Hope of Thanksgiving bring you into the Christmas season refreshed and ready to party on.

Cyber Hugs,

Added by Diane ღ on Nov 22, 2011 11:02 AM
Diane ღ
She told me many times over that I was her reason for being. That she was here for me. To comfort me in the dark of night when I was missing my Mother so badly.

There she was with her head on my leg looking up and encouraging me not to just shut down but to continue, to continue with her. The two years passed and I made it though my Mother's 2nd Angel day the 12 of August. Bonnie went to the cemetery with me like she always did. Laid down in the grass and just watched.

Those moments in your life when silence is not silence at all, it 's a whirl wind of time and energy that is in your head, thoughts and memories come back and even though the time has passed on this earth, you travel back to the minutes of life leading up to that loss.

My Mother knew Bonnie. She loved her soft locks of hair and looking into her all knowing eyes. When Mom was sick Bonnie would stay close by. Bonnie would get up and holding her body just right where Mother could reach her head and touch her. Bonnie was only about 7 months old but her spirit was mature somehow, almost angelic.

That fact that she died on Sept 12 one month after my Mom's 2nd Angel Day is perplexing to me. I re-live the accident and in my mind it is no longer an accident. Her time with me was over. She was going back to God. She had accomplished her mission to get me through this time and was being called home to the Father.

I have always thought that out fur babies are given to us from above. Chosen to be just the right one to come and give unconditional love and then return home. Maybe all along to teach us that we have to have faith that it is not the end but only a pause in eternity until we are all reunited with our loved ones again.

Nothing hurts worse that this separation, nothing causes more questions to our minds as to why. I keep asking why...what I get back is, "Diane...God never takes any thing away that he does not replace with something better." All you have to do is be open and look for it.

The pain in my heart is heavy and I still question why...but is now with "hope" that when the next gift comes along I will snap it up and once again start the process of seeing angelic incarnations in a new fur friend. To once again have that unconditional love, that creates unconditional love in my heart back to my fur baby.

There will never be another Bonnie. She was here as my angel and has returned home. I can only wait until I see what He will send me next. The tears are here but I wait and trust that in his time a little pup will lick my tears away and tell me once again..."Mom it's going to be Ok...were going to have a blast...and this time I am staying a long, long time."

Thank you for caring, this journey has been made better because you were a part of it. Better because you cared, better because it is always easier to stand together than stand alone.

Cyber Hugs,

Added by Diane ღ on Sep 14, 2011 11:59 PM
Diane ღ
Donald died
Clark, Donald Wayne Age 76 Died February 15, 2009 At the Collier Hospice Center in Wheat Ridge Colorado. He lived a life of service to his country, his community and his family, and will be missed by all who loved him. Don was born in St. Paul, MN on October 17th, 1932. He graduated from Cretin High School, and then went on to receive his degree in English and History secondary education from the College of St. Thomas. Always in search of knowledge, Donald went on to receive his Master's Degree in Counseling and Guidance from the College of St. Thomas and eventually his Ed. D from the University of South Dakota. Don served his country both in the military reserves as well as active duty for the United States Air Force. He was a Veteran of the Vietnam war and received a bronze star for his service. Don's professional career revolved around education. He was a high school teacher, educational psychologist, and college professor at several institutions. He was a professor of rehabilitation counseling at Minnesota State University-Mankato until he retired in 1997. Don was tireless in his service to his community. He was very active in a number of community based disability organizations, and spent several years of his "retirement" as a full-time manager for the St. Vincent de Paul Store in Lincoln, Nebraska. He is survived by his wife, Dorothy, of Westminster, CO; 3 children, Mary Beth Clark of Forest Park, IL, Coleen Costar of Westminster, CO, and James Clark of Raleigh, NC; and 3 grandchildren, Emily, Cordell and Deanna Costar.
Added by Diane ღ on Feb 19, 2009 3:23 AM
Diane ღ
That wasn't so hard was it.
Added by Diane ღ on Sep 11, 2008 12:40 PM
Carolyn from Washington State
Hi Just wanted to leave you a short note and say "Welcome" to Find A Grave. You will find many friends here and will love this site, possibly become addicted if you aren't careful. lol.
Added by Carolyn from Washington S... on Aug 30, 2008 6:36 AM
Diane ღ
Click on the flower and it will go to another page then click the delete this flower. I had a good day. The rose show went well. Took a blue and a red. Can we get e-mail up and running soon? No grand champion today. Bills cows did well. Lots of bule and offers to buy were crazy. Love you lets go to Sam's tomorrow?
Added by Diane ღ on Aug 29, 2008 8:22 PM
Diane ღ
wrong address
The e-mail address you gave me was not right. both mails were returned. I can do it but I need the right address this is what you gave me. it's not right. Send new address and lets get the e-mail down so we don't have to use this site...OK?

Fair tomorrow? Plants in and I am looking for a grand champion. Others were alright but they did not have it. I had size and blooms were perfect and lots of them. I won't know until around 1pm.

Rose show starts Saturday. Harder division. Billy is showing horses and cows. I got my boots out! Will be fun. You should come.

I have not Grand Championed since 2005. Been a long time.
Added by Diane ღ on Aug 21, 2008 12:55 AM
Diane ღ
I sent it in.
Ok I did it. You like would not leave your phone number or address on here would you? I am on my way to the flower show. Judging starts around 7pm. We need to teach you e-mail. You have to remember how public this is. I don't care of you don't care.

L, D
Added by Diane ღ on Aug 20, 2008 2:56 PM
Brice, Brooke, Logan, Aeden and Kaitlyn
When you come over bring that picture you had up on the sheet of you and Jerry and I will help you post it. So your bio has your picture ...or not.
Added by Brice, Brooke, Logan, Aed... on Aug 16, 2008 10:14 PM
Diane ღ
hello it's friday
I am still witing to see if you found this should get it when you sign in.
Added by Diane ღ on Aug 15, 2008 2:58 PM
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