tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70328396891121937.post509314099435828915..comments2009-10-01T12:25:55.354-07:00Sam Lnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70328396891121937.post-28969952775322283832009-02-27T09:52:00.000-08:002009-02-27T09:52:00.000-08:00I often times think about your mom. You guys were the first to welcome us to the neighborhood and she had you guys help me on my first day of school. She helped me by asking what team I was assigned to and see if I would be in Janet's classes. I met with Janet to walk to Timberview and she prayed with Janet before sending us off. Two weeks later, I walked to school alone, or maybe I was walking home, and your mom drove by and yelled at me from her car saying goodbye and that she was leaving for Korea shortly. I didn't know she was planning the trip, and asked when she would come back, and she said probably in 6 months. Your response in the orphanage was very raw. Anyway, I always admired your strength in not letting that get in the way of living a fulfilling life. Your spirit has been the motivation in my life at times.Sarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07458597797179647306noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70328396891121937.post-8371830359132588072009-02-25T10:49:00.000-08:002009-02-25T10:49:00.000-08:00Funny (funny-odd, not funny-haha) to come here and see this post. I was just thinking about your mother a few weeks ago, rather randomly (a friend of mine brought me seaweed soup after Susannah was born, and I think our moms ate seaweed soup together after Jason & Janet were born, or when they were pregnant with the two of them, or something). Anyway, she was on my mind, and so were you.Michelle Maxwell Nebelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06043458555874140038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70328396891121937.post-14772034389842439612009-02-23T11:49:00.000-08:002009-02-23T11:49:00.000-08:00i know who elna baker is. my friend dated her a while back. i still havent met her but im sure i will someday. she just goes to another singles ward. anyway, you probably know this but she is writing a book on being mormon and single in nyc. im really excited for this book to come out.Jendarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17840528264719990188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70328396891121937.post-50716241293442053352009-02-23T09:37:00.000-08:002009-02-23T09:37:00.000-08:00i cannot read your post! i cannot distinguish the words from the background color. anyhow, im glad you hve a blog. im glad i found out about it. i hope married life is great. im sure it is.Jendarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17840528264719990188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70328396891121937.post-8761333539935479822009-02-20T09:28:00.000-08:002009-02-20T09:28:00.000-08:00Wow Liz. I'm amazed at your ability to articulate such a depth of emotion. I feel honored, really, to be able to have a glimpse at a part of your life and being that I knew little about. Thanks for sharing!heathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16665131414032686493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70328396891121937.post-27696846782968925822009-02-19T13:21:00.000-08:002009-02-19T13:21:00.000-08:00I feel like any comment I could leave would take away from what you said, but just so you know, I loved it all.Rebekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15626492526652396403noreply@blogger.com