March 2014: The Children Are Tender

Caregiving, teaching little kids to read, and riding in the pickup with Farmer John; I tweet, pin, and blog, from my home in rural Kansas. If you've landed here looking for information about my books, visit my author's page by clicking this link: Amazon.com/Linda A. Born. Thanks for visiting!

Sunday, April 23, 2023

February 2023

 

I am so thankful for texting.  Daughter-in-law Nicole texted me photos frequently this month to document Baby K's growth.  We love our granddaughters.  Blessed.  

Various members of the Rausch family had Covid and other viruses this month and so we didn't gather for Daniel's 15th birthday. We are proud of D.  He is an accomplished cook and is one of the top students in his class at school.  We love our grandsons.  Blessed!! :-). 

Although Daniel wants to grow taller he has outgrown his mom by several inches already.  

We took a beautiful walk on the hill on February 20, and I had no migraine after!  I have had to avoid sunlight because of chronic migraine since my last Covid booster a year ago.  

John bought a new root plow this month.  He is proud of it!  

We felt upset when it was announced that a billion dollar chip plant is going in right across from Jonathan's land along highway 50, just west of the highway 75 junction. So, God has closed the door to Jon and Nic building a house at that site. We are praying about the impact this will have for our schools and community and are trusting the Lord for the outcomes; even for blessing.  


Our friend and longtime neighborn, Phil George, passed away at age 101 on February 12.  He carried the flag in the Fourth of July parade for many years. I took the photo above in about 2019.  




Old Photos

 My cousin, Janet Hill, who lives in Colorado (younger daughter of Mom's brother Uncle Clark and Aunt Ruth), sent a number of old photos to me in February.  I'd never seen any of them and the brilliance of the Kodachrome slides was amazing.  The clarity of some of these photos made the events and people captured on film more than a half century ago seem more recent.  


Once in awhile I find an old photo of my mother and see her as being almost movie star pretty.  The photo above is one of those.  I recognize my dad's pointing finger here, probably accusing her of being a lay-a-bed. I remember the leather strap and buckle of his watch. I recognize the green of the sofa that sat in the utility room at Grandma's house and remember that tile between the closet and the hot water heater. My cousin, Pam, recognized the fabric of the quilt and spotted another like it folded on the chair behind Dad. The photographer (Uncle Clark, probably) was standing in the doorway to the living room.  Funny how minor details of old photos can bring back such vivid memories.  


Above: My cousins, Janet (left) and Joyce Hill.  Janet had comments about her sister's perm.  I find her hairdo amazing in light of the fact that as a teenager she had gorgeous, long, straight and thick honey lit brown hair.   



That very healthy and not real happy baby in the photo above is me!  The gal holding me is "red headed Judy."  She was Grandpa Fred's granddaughter and my mother's half-cousin.  Her mom was Goldie (Hill) Barbour, Grandpa Fred's daughter by his first wife, Letha.  


Above left to right: my grandma Opal Hill, Cousin Joe (another of Goldie and Virgil Barbour's kids), baby me, and Shep.  I know the dog's name because all Grandma and Grandpa's dogs were called "Shep."


My grandpa Fred L. Hill on his tractor.  



My beautiful Aunt Ruth and Uncle Freddy Lee Hill.  He changed his name to Fred L. later in life.  Always "Freddy Lee" to Grandma Opal.  He had beautiful blue eyes.  Outgoing, liked people, charmed kids and dogs, could whistle any tune.  Loved my Uncle Fred--and so did most everyone else!  


Grandma Opal and my cousin, Janet, fishing down at Union Ford.  I think Grandma was holding up an empty fish stringer as a joke.  




Monday, April 17, 2023

January 2023

 

We became grandparents for the fifth time in January.  Our daughter-in-law had cholestasis of pregnancy and so many many prayers surrounded the last weeks of gestation and our lovely Kathryn Rose Born's birth.  She is beautiful and perfect and her momma came through fine as well.  Thank You, Lord!  


At left, Rebekah is proclaiming truth to her mother:  "I am the angel, Gabriel, and you shall have a daughter!!!"  

As I sent out prayer requests to various people, one friend texted me and said, "Linda, on Jon and Nic's Christmas card I noticed there is a perfect shape of a dove on the sonogram photo..."  And sure enough, the blessed sign of the Holy Spirit shows clearly and provided reassurance of the Lord's protective power over Kathryn and her mother.  


Jon and Nic chose a mountain and forest animal theme for the pretty nursery they decorated for Kathryn.  Note that the paper plates say, "BORN to move mountains..."  :-). 


One of the last photos of Jonathan, Nicole, and Rebekah as a family of three.  

We loved spending time with Rebekah while her Mom and Dad were busy at the hospital bringing Kathryn into the world.  On the morning of the 26th there was a beautiful sunrise.  When we picked Bekah up after school she said, "Grammy, I kept those colors in my head all day long."  And when we got home she used colored pencils to recreate the morning's scene.  



On the morning of Kathryn's birth, it snowed! Rebekah looked out the window and saw a bright cardinal, and hurried for her colored pencils to draw the picture at left from life.  The devotion in 100 Days that Melinda and I landed on the morning of Kathryn's birth coincidentally included the meaningful snippet above.  


Left: One of their first photos as a family of four!  And the first photo of Grammy and Poppy with grandchild #5.  Welcome to the world precious Kathryn Rose!