Sunday, November 28, 2010

A little Photo "catch-up"


I love taking pictures of Grandma's barn.   

Looking towards the bridge from down below the house at Grandma's.

Standing along the tree line behind Grandma's house looking up towards the house and barn.  You can see my mom and dad's house in the upper right of the picture.  Right beside where I am standing is where Scott's deer was on the edge of the field in the tree line.

Payton and Mason wishing this buck was theirs!

Mason was telling us how nice of a buck this was and how nice it's body was!

Scott's daughter, Raylan loves to go deer hunting with her daddy!  She wasn't along for this one, but enjoyed being there when they brought it in.

Scott helping Riley and Payton get through the barb wire fence.

Granny, Riley, and Payton at Uncle Raymond's on Thanksgiving Day.  Can you believe that this was Granny's 96th Thanksgiving?  Wow!  (counting her first one when she was 5 months old)

Jerilynn, Riley, Payton, and Anna on Thanksgiving Day.

Riley and Payton playing a DS game together at Grandma and Grandpa T's house the day after Thanksgiving.

Riley was all ready to watch Ramona and Beezus with me and pooped out about half way through!  However, I finished the movie by myself and cried my eyes out!  It's such a good movie.  Gotta love the nice, feel-good movies!

Not many people believe us when we tell them that Buki and Barkley have a very close relationship... honestly -- they do!  They eat out of the same bowl together, at the same time.  They sleep next to each other.  And they love to play together.  If Barkley isn't starting it, Buki is!  Oh, and if you haven't guessed it, Buki is now an inside cat.  We still aren't exactly sure how this happened, but it has something to do with Riley becoming extremely attached to him!

Jon, the kids, and I stayed at my Mom and Dad's until the Sunday after Grandma's funeral.  It was nice to just be there on the farm and enjoy being with family.  It was hard to look down at her house and think that she wasn't there.  It still just didn't seem real.

Saturday we went to visit Grandma Denny (my Mom's Mom) at the nursing home in Brazil.  She was sleeping and was hard to wake up, so we tried to talk with her a little bit, but our visit was short.

Saturday evening, Jon and I went to dinner together in Greencastle, while the kids went over to Aunt Loretta's to play with Mason, Jocelyn, and the rest of the crew.  Jessica had to learn all the in's and out's of diabetes in record time and she did a great job!  It was awesome to have a chance to have dinner with Jon.  Afterwards, we went back to get the kids and sat out by a fire with Jess, Jeff, Scott, Gwen, and all of the kids.  Just being together brought back so many memories of being kids and running around my Grandma's and Aunt Loretta's together.  I'm sorry that it has been so long since we've seen each other and especially sorry that it took a funeral to make it happen.

Sunday morning is when Scott got his buck and I took the pictures of the barn, house, field, etc.  My kiddos were so excited to be a part of the deer experience... such city kids, I know!  I remember being a kid and laughing at friends who would come down and be mesmerized when the hunters would get a deer... now it's my 2 that are mesmerized -- how funny!

Proverbs 31:10-31 Another passage from the funeral

A Wife of Noble Character
 10 [b]Who can find a virtuous and capable wife?
      She is more precious than rubies.
 11 Her husband can trust her,
      and she will greatly enrich his life.
 12 She brings him good, not harm,
      all the days of her life.
 13 She finds wool and flax
      and busily spins it.
 14 She is like a merchant’s ship,
      bringing her food from afar.
 15 She gets up before dawn to prepare breakfast for her household
      and plan the day’s work for her servant girls.
 16 She goes to inspect a field and buys it;
      with her earnings she plants a vineyard.
 17 She is energetic and strong,
      a hard worker.
 18 She makes sure her dealings are profitable;
      her lamp burns late into the night.
 19 Her hands are busy spinning thread,
      her fingers twisting fiber.
 20 She extends a helping hand to the poor
      and opens her arms to the needy.
 21 She has no fear of winter for her household,
      for everyone has warm[c] clothes.
 22 She makes her own bedspreads.
      She dresses in fine linen and purple gowns.
 23 Her husband is well known at the city gates,
      where he sits with the other civic leaders.
 24 She makes belted linen garments
      and sashes to sell to the merchants.
 25 She is clothed with strength and dignity,
      and she laughs without fear of the future.
 26 When she speaks, her words are wise,
      and she gives instructions with kindness.
 27 She carefully watches everything in her household
      and suffers nothing from laziness.
 28 Her children stand and bless her.
      Her husband praises her:
 29 “There are many virtuous and capable women in the world,
      but you surpass them all!”
 30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty does not last;
      but a woman who fears the Lord will be greatly praised.
 31 Reward her for all she has done.
      Let her deeds publicly declare her praise.

The Dash

The Dash Poem
By Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end.

He noted that the first came her date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth.
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own;
The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

So think about this long and hard.
Are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left,
That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real
And always try to understand
The way other people feel.

And be less quick to anger,
And show apppreciation more
And love the people in our lives
Like we've never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect,
And more often wear a smile
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy is being read
With your life's actions to rehash
would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?



This was another thing that was read at my Grandma's funeral.  I had never heard this before, and really enjoyed it.  Thought I'd post it here for safe keeping.... memory keeping that is.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Leaving Her Legacy...

Do not stand over me and weep, only my shell lies beneath this sod.
All that I am or ever will be, has returned to Earth, the Spirit and to God.

I am the wind that blows across your face, I am the sun that warms your back.
I am the stars that point the way when you are lost in thought or in the dark of night.
I am the moon that governs all things, far and near.

Please do not grieve for me, for I am not here. I have returned to roaming this earth as always,
In the moon, the sun, the stars, and the four winds.



These are the words that my Grandma had written and sent to our cousin in California for safe keeping until it was time to share them.  She had requested that this be read at her funeral.

On November 11, 2010, it was read by my Aunt Kaye. 

Grandma really was a neat lady and we miss her dearly.  Just to know that I can't pick up the phone and call Grandma, is painful.  Driving to my Mom and Dad's yesterday and seeing her house just down the road was painful.  My first Thanksgiving without her was painful.  This is the first time that I have lost someone close to me and it stinks.  The hurt, pain, lump in my throat.... all of it just stinks.  It's hard to see my children sad because they miss her, it makes me break down even more.  A memory of my Grandma flashed into my mind the other night and it was so strong that I literally had to just sit down and cry.  Riley came and sat on my lap and just hugged me, words other than "I love you" were not needed, she knew what was wrong.  I just feel "blah" and I don't like it because I know that she wouldn't want me to be this way.  Just yesterday, I caught myself wanting to share the brownies with her that I had made for Thanksgiving.  It was a diabetic recipe that Riley loves and just for a second I knew she wouldn't believe that they were made with splenda instead of sugar.  It's moments like this that hurt the most.

Monday, November 8, 2010

We'll miss you, Grandma Bessie





Bessie Jane Fellows

Born on: January 5, 1923
Departed on: November 7, 2010

Visitation: November 11, 2010 at 11:00 am
Service: November 11, 2010 at 2:00 pm
Burial: Cloverdale Cemetery, Cloverdale, Indiana

Bessie J. Fellows, 87, Reelsville, passed away on November 7, 2010 at The Waters at Greencastle. She was born on January 5, 1923 in Putnam County and was the daughter of the late Joseph McDaniel and Media MaDonna {Allee} Sanders.

On January 17, 1940 she married Douglas W. Fellows and he preceded her in death on September 9, 1979. She is survived by her children, Sandra Hansen and husband Robert, Greencastle, David Fellows and wife Brenda, Reelsville, Devin Fellows and wife Sharon, Reelsville, her sister Loretta Wall and husband Herbert, Reelsville, sister-in-law, Mae Sanders, Fillmore, grandchildren, Leigh Hinnefeld and husband Jon, Michelle Fellows, Felicia Tindal and husband Jon and Larry Hansen, great- grandchildren, Stacey and J. D. Hinnefeld, Stuart, Lauren and Drew Hansen, Riley and Payton Tindal, several nieces and nephews.

Funeral services will be held on Thursday, November 11, 2010 at 2:00 PM at the Whitaker Funeral Home, Cloverdale with visitation from 11:00 AM until service time. Interment will be in the Cloverdale Cemetery.

She spent her life on a farm south of Manhattan. Her pleasure was the outdoors. She raised her gardens and flowers with much enjoyment. She was a farmer’s wife and after the death of her husband she continued to manage the farm that she loved. Her home was a haven for the many dogs and cats that found their way to her door.
Many years were spent working at the Mary Allison Children’s Home in Greencastle, was a 52 year member of the Golden Circle Club and also was active in the South Putnam Band Parents.

In addition to her husband and parents she was preceded in death by her siblings, Barthenia Addison, Virgil, Russell, Earl, Maynard and Arthur Sanders.

Condolences may be sent to the family at: cds@whitakerfuneralhome.net. 









Monday, November 1, 2010

Army Man meets Indian Princess






Carving Pumpkins

Ooey and Gooey!

Payton did not like the slimy-ness of the pumpkin "guts."  He said looking at them and touching them made him feel like he was going to get sick.  He unfortunately was serious.  The look on his pale face pretty much said it all!

Riley, however, loved getting gross and slimy!

She enjoyed every minute of this messy task!  


Another look at the slime inside a pumpkin!

My favorite little wooden pumpkins from Alexandria.

Payton LOVED carving his pumpkin!

This year, they had little wooden candy corns, too!

Payton's pumpkin.

Riley's Pumpkin.

Payton's pumpkin in the dark!

Riley's pumpkin in the dark!  Peace out!