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Family Lindman 1953
Lindman Family 1980's
Mothers Day Thoughts
Happy mother’s Day Mom! It’s been several years now since I talked with you on the phone, or had you over for a mother’s day dinner, or chatted about family history. Or had you fasten my coat before leaving your house. I miss your gentle kisses on my check and little hugs and squeezes. And yes I miss your cute laugh. I never imaged how hard it would be without you here. When I go over to our old family home it feels as if you will walk down the hall and give us all a welcomed hello and hug.
The sights and sounds of home are there, but the heart of the home is no longer there. I yearn for you, and cherish all that you are and did for me in my life. But in your absence I realized how much I didn’t know about you. Yet I also knew you desired to live the gospel and do your best.
This year I wanted to do something more than going to the grave yard, gazing a headstone with your birth and death date placing flowers on your grave. Instead I wanted to spend time cherishing the many memories I have of you. You are still alive and affect my life in amazing ways.
Mom I never knew how much a mother could love until I had my own children. And now I know and feel all those things you must have left as well.
Mama you’re an amazing person who was so self disciplined and dedicated. You could work circles around most people. And if you didn’t know how to do something she would always read or go to classes to learn. I can still hear you tell me “If at first you don’t success try, try again.” Or “That which you persist in doing, become easier to do. Not that the nature of the thing has changed.
But your ability to do has increased. Your example still teaches me. Thanks for seek excellence in life. When I think of the poem by Robert Frost the road less traveled once phrase makes me think of you. “And I took the road less traveled by and that has made all the difference.” Yes you were making carrot and potato juice of me when I was a teen because you were learning more about food and nutrition.
And its taken me until now to see and know the wisdom you were trying to share then. Mom you were just trying the best you knew, to make life the best for me. Thanks for being another pioneer in the family.
Going beyond the norm and seeking the high places. Today and every day I hope to live a life the principles and values and taught.
Here is a collection of memories and thoughts about your life. Thanks for the role you've played in all our lives. We look forward to being with and laughing, loving and embracing again.
Family Lindman 1953
Lindman Family 1980's
Angel
Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born.
The child asked God, "They tell me you are sending
me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to
live there being so small and helpless?"
God replied, "Among the many angels, I chose one
for you. Your angel will be waiting for you and will
take care of you."
The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in heaven I
don't have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."
God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will
also smile for you everyday. And you will feel
your angel's love and be very happy."
Again the child asked, "And how am I going to be
able to understand when people talk to me if I don't
know the language?"
God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful
and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much
patience and care, your angel will teach you how to
speak."
"And what am I going to do when I want to
talk to you?"
God said, "Your angel will place your hands together
and will teach you how to pray."
"I've heard that on Earth there are bad men.
Who will protect me?"
God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it
means risking it's life."
"But I will always be sad because I will not see
you anymore."
God said, "Your angel will always talk to
you about me and will teach you the way to
come back to me, even though I will
always be next to you."
At that moment there was much peace in heaven, but
voices from Earth could be heard and the child
hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now,
please tell me my angel's name." "Her name is not important.
You will simply call her "Mom."
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