Sunday, May 2, 2010
Spring
I changed the blog look, just for a little, well, change. Hope you like the fresher look for spring. I thought it was whimsical and a little bit "Georgia". The unfortunate part is that now it seems the music player is not functioning. I'm not a pro-blogger, so that will have to wait for a facelift from Christian when he gets the time to adjust the size of the player. My apologies to you all if you were wanting to listen in the mean time. Of course, any suggestions on the blog layout, etc. will happily be considered, so comment away, or email me. I think of myself as "in training" so be patient.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
A Dream
From my journal entry dated Monday, February 15, 2010
"It's early in the morning. I just woke up from a dream about Georgia. Mike and I were back in Indiana for some reason. He and Stephen were taking me to a dentist's appointment. While in the waiting room, we heard that Georgia's friends and family were gathering on the IU campus. We had been waiting 45 minutes for my dental appointment and hadn't been seen. All of her friends and family were gathering at 11am, and it was 10:45am. I went and told the receptionist I had to leave. When asked why, I began crying and shared the story of Georgia with her, and bore my testimony. As Mike, Steve, and I headed out to the bus that would take us to the building we needed, we were slowly joined one by one by friends from IU that weren't members. I specifically remember Jimmy Turel. When we made it to the building, I remembered it to be of great importance to me, a place that Georgia and I had gone often together on campus. Georgia's mom was bearing a powerful testimony of Georgia's life. We sat down and listened with great intent. The spirit was strong. When the meeting ended, I looked around and saw that Brittany and her husband were there, as well as Cami and her husband. We embraced each other with great emotion, and just sobbed and sobbed. Before I could talk to anyone about Georgia's spirit that seemed to be so present in that room, my dream seemed to vanish and slip away from me. It seemed to be a testimony to me that Georgia's influence is still around us always, and her testimony is still as radiant as ever. She is still touching lives from her side of the veil, and she still has time to send those little reminders to her loved ones whenever she can. That great friendship can be felt from her still, and won't be broken through death."
"It's early in the morning. I just woke up from a dream about Georgia. Mike and I were back in Indiana for some reason. He and Stephen were taking me to a dentist's appointment. While in the waiting room, we heard that Georgia's friends and family were gathering on the IU campus. We had been waiting 45 minutes for my dental appointment and hadn't been seen. All of her friends and family were gathering at 11am, and it was 10:45am. I went and told the receptionist I had to leave. When asked why, I began crying and shared the story of Georgia with her, and bore my testimony. As Mike, Steve, and I headed out to the bus that would take us to the building we needed, we were slowly joined one by one by friends from IU that weren't members. I specifically remember Jimmy Turel. When we made it to the building, I remembered it to be of great importance to me, a place that Georgia and I had gone often together on campus. Georgia's mom was bearing a powerful testimony of Georgia's life. We sat down and listened with great intent. The spirit was strong. When the meeting ended, I looked around and saw that Brittany and her husband were there, as well as Cami and her husband. We embraced each other with great emotion, and just sobbed and sobbed. Before I could talk to anyone about Georgia's spirit that seemed to be so present in that room, my dream seemed to vanish and slip away from me. It seemed to be a testimony to me that Georgia's influence is still around us always, and her testimony is still as radiant as ever. She is still touching lives from her side of the veil, and she still has time to send those little reminders to her loved ones whenever she can. That great friendship can be felt from her still, and won't be broken through death."
Friday, March 19, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Sometimes I wish...
I know, I know...Georgia is where she's supposed to be. I know. And, sometimes, along with that knowledge, I wish that I could see an updated picture of her. I love the pictures she left for us. She is truly beautiful. It's just that this holiday, I found myself wishing that I could see a new picture of her THIS Christmas. With the family. Nieces and nephews climbing on her. Laughing at her brothers. Flopping on me. I miss her. She is the standard for us in being kind, loving, faithful and generous. I wish I could have an updated picture of that George we love.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Merry Christmas
I got these socks from Georgia as a Christmas present when we were in high school...which means they are at least a decade old. Maybe that's gross to have held on to them for all these years, but hey, I do wash them. I keep them in my sock drawer all year and wait in eager anticipation for the weekend of Thanksgiving when I can "legally" pull them out and wear them.
I know that since I'm almost thirty, it's slightly ridiculous to run around with sparkling snowflakes, reindeer and trees on my toes. But the socks make me smile, as does the absurdity of wearing them. I like to think Georgia would find it funny too.
And they fill me with reminders of her, that most Christ-like of people, during this beautiful season of remembering Him.
Merry Christmas, Georgia. And thanks for the socks.
I know that since I'm almost thirty, it's slightly ridiculous to run around with sparkling snowflakes, reindeer and trees on my toes. But the socks make me smile, as does the absurdity of wearing them. I like to think Georgia would find it funny too.
And they fill me with reminders of her, that most Christ-like of people, during this beautiful season of remembering Him.
Merry Christmas, Georgia. And thanks for the socks.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
The birthday Princess(a day late)
Happy birthday my dearest Georgia!!!
I found this picture while looking through old photos!! You were at my birthday party and look so darling( I think we were about 5)!! When I think of you, I think of the song by Josh Groban , ' You Raise Me Up.' Just a few of the lines to share:
When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary; When troubles come and my heart burdened be; Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,Until you come and sit awhile with me.
You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains; You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas; I am strong, when I am on your shoulders; You raise me up... To more than I can be.
Georgia you really do 'raise me up' and so many others!! You sweet gentle spirit, your amazing smile that could light up a room and your Christ-like love that you showed to anyone you came in contact with! Thank you for your great example, I miss and love you! your cousin--
Karin
p.s. me and your mom were talking the other day and I told her that I felt you had a hand in sending me my boys, and she agreed and said you probably were best little friends! thank you Georgia Bean!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
3 Squeezes...
The quirks and fun personality traits that Georgia still has in my heart are just timeless for me.
I have a story about my friend/fellow missonary Sister Marriott, and it just fills my soul when I remember it.
Georgia and I were dancing partners during our time in Nauvoo together, and we did this one dance where we Polka danced around the stage in a circle with all the other missonaries, and ended up in the finishing pose where I was kneeling on the ground in front of her on one knee, holding one hand, her other hand raised high in the air, and her face smiling to the audience with that Huge true simle just beaming. It was almost so cheesy it made me laugh every time. After the 18th million time doing the show, as so it felt, one day as we made that final pose for that scene, I squeezed her hand 3 times subtly so no one could see. She immediatley got the "what are you doing?, while smiling, waiting for the audience to stop clapping...face!" So...after she saw my smirk as we changed scenes, she looked back at me and I could tell that it was "Game ON!" Then a couple scenes later I finished a scene with the Elders and the Sisters were looking up at us, pretty much the exact opposite situation, I looked down at the Sisters "while still in charater" and there was Georgia....crossed eyed...! I just folded. Couldn't even stay in character!
We continued those types of exchanges through out rest of the summer shows.
Georgia. Thank you sweetie for all the FUN and pure joy that you brought into my life. I know that you continue to elevate our expectations to help us see through the vail of what we think life is, and assist us in seeing life for its true eternity, as we were created. That is one of your gifts. I love you and Praise our Father for creating you and having you in my life.
Your Friend for-E-ver!
Brad
aka. Elder Glauser
I have a story about my friend/fellow missonary Sister Marriott, and it just fills my soul when I remember it.
Georgia and I were dancing partners during our time in Nauvoo together, and we did this one dance where we Polka danced around the stage in a circle with all the other missonaries, and ended up in the finishing pose where I was kneeling on the ground in front of her on one knee, holding one hand, her other hand raised high in the air, and her face smiling to the audience with that Huge true simle just beaming. It was almost so cheesy it made me laugh every time. After the 18th million time doing the show, as so it felt, one day as we made that final pose for that scene, I squeezed her hand 3 times subtly so no one could see. She immediatley got the "what are you doing?, while smiling, waiting for the audience to stop clapping...face!" So...after she saw my smirk as we changed scenes, she looked back at me and I could tell that it was "Game ON!" Then a couple scenes later I finished a scene with the Elders and the Sisters were looking up at us, pretty much the exact opposite situation, I looked down at the Sisters "while still in charater" and there was Georgia....crossed eyed...! I just folded. Couldn't even stay in character!
We continued those types of exchanges through out rest of the summer shows.
Georgia. Thank you sweetie for all the FUN and pure joy that you brought into my life. I know that you continue to elevate our expectations to help us see through the vail of what we think life is, and assist us in seeing life for its true eternity, as we were created. That is one of your gifts. I love you and Praise our Father for creating you and having you in my life.
Your Friend for-E-ver!
Brad
aka. Elder Glauser
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