Showing posts with label laree. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laree. Show all posts

Sunday, February 19, 2012

the legacy she's left behind...


Yesterday Great-Grandma B. left mortality and reunited with her sweetheart on the other side. The children were naturally upset when I broke the news to them. It seemed to help when they admitted they could be happy for her now that she wasn't limited in an old, frail body, and that she could be with Great-Grandpa B. again. We decided to write down all the things we would remember most about Grandma. It brought tears to my eyes to read what they wrote - some of them surprised me very much. They noticed and will remember things about LaRee that I did not know they were aware of.
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Here's Carson's:

1. The Red Chair [Grandma's reddish/brown recliner she always sat in]
2. The Cows [her plush toy cows from Chick-Fi-La that all the grandkids played with when they visited her apartment]
3. He drew a picture of a table with a heart on it. He said it was her living room table's glass heart box that we were always warning him not to play with.
4. Her curly, red hair. [I said, "Like yours?" He said, "No, my hair is orange. Grandma's hair was red. Red is prettier than orange."]
5. That she died. [When he wrote this I said, "Yes, she died. It's sad, isn't it?" And he said cheerfully, "No, not really. She was lonely all the time and now she's not!" It's so black-and-white for little children. A good reminder to us that death truly is a natural part of the great plan of happiness and that our eternal experiences extend far beyond it.]
6. I Love You. [He wrote this because I said, "Let's write something that we remember grandma saying to us a lot."]
7. We Eat Donuts. [Usually visiting Grandma meant we were taking a treat over to share with her and often it was donuts or cookies]
8. He drew a picture of a small Christmas tree because in December he and I went over and set out/decorated her little table-top Christmas tree together. Grandma gave him instructions on where to put the decorations - she liked things "just so".
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Here's Wyatt's:
1. She had a flower bed [her bedspread was a floral pattern]
2. She smelled like flowers
3. She had toy cows
4. She was a generous person
5. She had a blue dress
6. She had a pretty smile
7. She gave out candy
8. She had red hair
9. She had a red chair
10. She had a Christmas Jar that we put the toy cows in
11. She had light blue cups
12. She had pictures on the wall
13. She was so pretty
14. She felt smooth (I loved this one because Wyatt always liked to sit by her and hold her hand)
15. At Heritage Place there is a fish tank
16. At her door it says "LaRee Bauerle"
17. She had a red rocking chair
18. She has curly hair
19. She has glasses
20. She sounded old
21. On Valentines Day she was at the hostbital [Wyatt's spelling]. I felt sad.
22. She has a sliding glass door and in front there is a white curtain.
23. In her living room grandpa had a white chair.
24. She has a black T.V.
25. We go there for a parade [July 24] and we have a hot dog dinner.
26. At Christmas we have a Christmas party!
27. But This year we had it at the church!
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Here's Halle's:
1. She smelled like vanilla perfume.
2. The boys would always play with her cows.
3. She would sit in her soft red brown chair.
4. She was generous.
5. She always had treats ready and out.
6. She had soft hands and red auburn hair.
7. She had a quiet, soft, kind voice.
8. She looked great in every color.
9. She had turquoise cups.
10. She had a glass table with things that we couldn't touch!
11. We would always go and see the fish at Heritage Place.
12. She had a Shirley Temple doll and flowery bed in her room.
13. She died in a hospital of an infection.
14. Last I saw her was on Valentines Day of 2012 in the ER room of Lakeview Hospital.
15. In the hospital her skin was so white. It made me feel like, "This is really goodbye. I'll see you in heaven." I was sad.
16. In her apartment, she had a picture of herself in her beautiful wedding gown.
17. She had a great view of the backyard in Heritage Place.
18. I loved going to the parade with Grandpa B. He was always so enthusiastic!
19. At the parade we would go and eat a yummy hot dog together.
20. I loved having Grandma's choice of chicken nuggets at the Bauerle Christmas Party.
21. In the light blue cups we would have root beer.
22. I miss you Grandma B.! You were so kind and sweet, and so full of love.
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I regret not taking her sooner, not letting Charlotte and LaRee have more time together, but I will be forever grateful that we had at least taken Charlotte to visit LaRee for the first time exactly one week before her death. I am saddened that Charli will likely not remember Grandma, but we will be sure to tell her stories, and share Grandma's love FOR her with her. Normally I would not post the picture below because it's just a couple days before LaRee's passing and naturally isn't the most flattering of her. She took pride in her appearance and I know she wouldn't have appreciated a public posting of it. But because these are the only two photographs we have of Charlotte with her great-grandmother, I treasure them both and I know she will, too. Charlotte's middle name is Maree, named after two exemplary women in her life: Her grandma Dixie Marie, and spelled with two E's after great-grandma LaRee. LaRee was a survivor, having been on her own at an extremely young age. To me she lived her life in a way that exemplified what it means to press forward with faith, continuing with dignity and love, reaching out to everyone in complete acceptance. I married into LaRee's family, but not once did I ever feel less than if I had been a grandchild born in blood. She was a woman of resourcefulness, of gratitude, of perseverance, and of hard work. The last years of LaRee's life were painful, both physically and emotionally. Her spirit was confined in a body that had been worn down by years of service, work, and age; her heart felt a void created by the passing of her eternal companion almost exactly three years prior. And yet LaRee set an example of endurance and faith - two more qualities from which we hope all our children will draw strength. It is my and Brett's desire that these qualities of LaRee's will be remembered by Charlotte Maree every time she considers her middle name and what those two E's represent in her life. I hope Charli will strive to honor LaRee by being hardworking, grateful, extending love to others, and accepting and working through life's trials with faith.
As for myself, my grandparents were all gone before I was married, and for much of my younger life they lived far away. That's not to say I did not feel their influence or love. Quite the opposite, in fact; but it was a different experience for me to have a "grandparent" relationship as an adult. I always felt loved by LaRee. I don't know how to put it into words, really, but I guess the best way to describe it is how would it make you feel to visit someone and have them react as though your presence was what they had been waiting for all day, that the small things you do (and believe me, anything I ever may have done truly was small and insignificant, and shamefully not as often as it should have been) -- but what if someone made you feel they were "big" things to them? I believe LaRee made a deliberate point of overexpressing love and gratitude simply because she had a desire to make those around her feel good about themselves. She treated me in a way that made me want to be a better person - made me want to serve people around me. That, to me, is a true teacher and disciple of Christ...someone who inspires those around them to be more Christlike. A part of my heart feels empty. During the two years that I experienced the inner turmoil of trying to decide whether or not to have another baby, LaRee's calming influence was invaluable to me. On more than one occasion I dropped in on her unannounced because I felt conflicted and upset and needed somewhere to go where I could just cry and feel loved - and she had come to mind. Her tender rebuking when I shared feelings of frustration about life's challenges or her generous vote of confidence when I expressed uncertainty in trying to decipher the whisperings of the spirit: all of those things I regret not specifically thanking her for because otherwise how could she possibly have known what strength or clarity she had given me? When we knew her life was coming to an end, there were quiet moments I caught myself giving into the self-pity and the tears came because I knew I wouldn't have her in this mortal experience anymore. But then seeing her at the hospital Friday afternoon and realizing how much her body had been through, that a life had been fully lived and that the necessary covenants had been made; that it truly was part of Heavenly Father's merciful plan for the next step to be taken...at that moment all I felt was immense gratitude that I'd even had LaRee in my life at all and I wanted nothing more for her release from it all. I know Brett felt the same way as his emotions have been close to the surface. He has very tender feelings for his grandparents and I know he will miss her very much. It will feel strange not having her here, but I rejoice in the time we had with her and the mercy of her passing. I pray we can live in a way that will honor her legacy.
Hope Sig1

Monday, January 4, 2010

Our 2009 Christmas, in pictures...

Bauerle Christmas Party
with my favorite redhead
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Christmas Eve Matinee @ Gateway
"Princess & The Frog"
I was kind of proud of the "winter wonderland"
table decorations we had to go with my baby blue china...
Brett, on the other hand, was very proud
of his Honey Baked Ham.
D-Lish.
We always eat our Christmas Eve dinner by candelight.
I think it's romantic and sweet.
Wyatt and Halle think it's fun.
Carson thinks it's lame and unnecessary.
The entire meal he kept saying,
"Turn the lights back on and blow out the candles."
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Openin' PJ's.
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This is the best part of the Christmas experience:
watching their faces and hearing their squeals
as they spot all their loot and surprises!

Santa left us a letter.

He also left us a Wii!
(I never in a million years thought I'd give
into the suggestion of buying a video game system,
let alone have it be MY idea!!!!!)

"Santa brought me a BUZZ just like I asked for!"
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Wyatt was super excited to get another Disney CD...
these CDs are great...all your favorite
Disney songs in one place!
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They didn't even notice the other stuff at first.
All they could focus on was their PEZ dispensers!
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Dear Santa,
after receiving my own Laptop and a new iPod,
I have decided I like being spoiled.
Can't wait to see what you bring next year...
Puppy???

A Fashion Kit for the industry's
next up-and-coming designer!
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I love that she loves "Seven Brides"
and the June Allyson "Little Women"!
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Burn Notice! YESSSSSS!
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Build-a-Bear with Grandpa John!
So super-duper fun!
Wyatt got a Broncos dog named Bob,
Halle got a puppy sewn out of Jonas
brothers fabric named Jo,
and Carson got a Jazz monkey named "Ooh"
(as in "Oooh-oooh-eeeeh-eeeeeh-aaaah-aaaah")


Monday, June 8, 2009

birthday celebrations, mother's day, & reflecting upon a tender mercy...

I'm so late posting about this stuff but I was trying to figure out some technical issues with my camera. Now that I've finally got a bazillion pictures downloaded from my camera to the computer (thanks, honey!) I have a ton to post and brag about.

* First...MOTHER'S DAY *

Brett and I are excited about the new tradition he's started. This year, he wanted to spend some one-on-one time with his mom and grandma, so he took them out to dinner. I got to thinking about this new tradition and how I'm sure I will love my children's spouses and my grandkids, but that I hope I will have opportunities here and there to have some quiet conversation, alone with my grown children. Anyway, Brett loved it! He mentioned it at least once for every one of the several days following. We hope LaRee & Dixie had fun, too. (That frame Dixie's holding is what we got her for Mother's Day. Her father, Hugo, passed away earlier this year (February). Back in September when Brett's brother, Tanner, left for his mission, I overheard Hugo & LaRee saying their goodbyes to him. Hugo used to be such a talker, but as time had gone on, he became more and more quiet. Sometimes he forgot people or conversations. So maybe it was wrong of me to eavesdrop (kind of hard not to when I'm sitting right next to him at Tanner's setting apart), but I couldn't help but wonder what Hugo would say. His memory had become so poor, did he even really understand what was happening? Instead of being confused, Hugo had never seemed so clear and I experienced a tender mercy as I observed him hugging his now MISSIONARY-grandson as he said so wisely, "Make us proud. Work hard. Do your best. Have no regrets. We love you." And that was it. That was all he said. But something within me said write this down. I took out a gum wrapper from my purse and scribbled it word-for-word, thinking someday Tanner might want a reminder of Hugo's advice and final goodbye. Later, when Hugo passed, I was so relieved I'd listened to the spirit and written it down. We sent a letter to Tanner, telling him the story and the quote. I don't know if he remembers Hugo saying that, I suspect he does. But I hope hearing it again brought comfort at a time when a missionary would long to be with family. When Mother's Day rolled around, we wanted to share this story with Dixie, this experience that had been so close to our hearts. We had Hugo's words engraved on a metal plate and attached them to the green frame. Inside the frame is a picture of Hugo, looking handsome and smiling so warmly. I couldn't help but think that Hugo's words may ring similar to what we as spirit children may have heard as we left the pre-existence: "Make me proud. Work hard. Do your best. Have no regrets. I love you." Such simple advice, but I think very profound and all-encompassing.
Here we are outside after a delicious (and filling!)
Mother's Day dinner:
the kids LOVE their cousins!
trying to get a shot of grandparents & grandkids
was a bit of a joke! the kids wanted to play rather
than hold still and "smile"...
Earlier that day, I'd awakened to the smell of something yummy coming from the kitchen. Brett treated me to his killer FRENCH TOAST (seriously, you've got to try it sometime...soooo good!) and a beautiful bouquet of pink roses that lasted for a very long time. My husband is incredibly thoughtful and romantic!
You can see in the picture below the remnants of the kids' surprise: homemade Mother's Day cards with stickers and crayon drawings.
Is there anything better???

* Second: My birthday*

Then, as if the month of May hadn't already started out so sweet, I had this fanTASTic birthday! It was all the more special because my parents came into town for me and I had my piano recital. I was completely on CLOUD 9!!!
I love my dad. He's the best hugger.

We went out to dinner with Joey (nephew), Cal & Wendy (brother & sister), and Nathan (another nephew) to Outback Steakhouse. I look so smokin' hot in the above picture because during afternoon hours before this I'd been in the middle of baking cookies for my recital refreshments when a pipe upstairs began to leak. After dealing with that fiasco (I now know where to turn our water off...would have been nice to know that beforehand...) and finishing up with the cookie mess (thanks again, Mom (and Halle)! You're still finishing up my cookie-making!), I was to a point where I just did not CARE how I looked and I'd run out of time to clean up really. So yeah...this is me saying, "I'M 29 (for the first time, mind you) AND A MOTHER OF 3 AND A PIANO TEACHER GETTING READY FOR A RECITAL AND MY FLOORS ARE TORE UP GETTING NEW TILE AND OUR HOUSE IS LEAKING WATER, SO IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE WAY I LOOK WHEN I GO OUT TO DINNER, STUFF IT!"

Nato-Potato
Wyatt was hungry and ready to eat.
The best thing about my parents is how much
fun I have when I am with them.
Suffice it to say we laugh.
We laugh hard.
And a lot.
They're the best!
* Next up: my totally awesome, use-it-every-week birthday gift from my in-laws. (It deserves it's very own post. Coming soon to a blog near you.)
Hope Sig1
"The democracy will cease to exist when you TAKE AWAY from those who are willing to work AND GIVE to those who would not."



Thomas Jefferson