Time flies!!!

Grandma Lena and Eliza

This month has gone by so fast. I'm pretty sure that I just put out the Halloween decorations and now they are packed up and put in storage until next year... where does the time go. I spent my whole life waiting to turn 16, then 18, then 21 and now I just want everything to slow down. There are plenty of times that I would like to hit the pause or rewind button just so I can relive a moment or make it last a little longer ESPECIALLY ON SATURDAYS! Some of the moments that I would relive would take me back to the lazy summers where I would spend a week or so at my grandma's house in Newton, UT. I love going there. It truly is Heaven on earth. She always has coke and chocolate on hand....aaahhh the necessities of life. Grandma always had Popsicles and ice cream to keep us cool when we younger and as I got older I became perfectly content to sit in the chair and read a book while my grandma would do the same in the other chair with the coke and fudge at arms reach. I always feel heavy when I have to leave her house, not just in my heart but in my hips and thighs as well. You will never go hungry when you visit Grandmas. I have so many fond memories of my Grandma and Newton I can't wait to get back. I miss and love you Grandma. I hope I get to see you soon! Maybe I'll pop in for an unexpected visit like I used too... don't worry I know where the key is. As for now I will drink a coke and have some chocolate and think of you.

I would like to mention my aunt Joy, who passed away this last week. My cousin Heather and I would always make a trip to visit aunt Joy whenever I came to Newton. She always had treats for us too, and we were not dumb kids. We new that we could get a popsicle from grandma then ride our bikes down to aunt Joy's and get another one. Aunt Joy didn't just get visits from us, but as I came to find out much later, all the kids in town knew Aunt Joy kept her freezer full of cold treats and they too called her Aunt Joy. I always loved going to her house , looking at all her plants and flowers, and visiting with her and learning about my family. She will be dearly missed... until we meet again.

Joy Larsen Jones

1917-2008