What a week on Wall Street

Life is sure interesting isn't it? Never boring.
On Monday, after six years of trying to get this house started, Brian pulled his permits to start grading. He has worked so hard and long to see this day. Of course on Tues. and throughout the week Wall Street and our economy started to fall apart at the seams. It seems dad and I were just not meant to be financially comfortable.
Once again I am challenged to pull away from the material trappings of this world and put my trust in my God and His eternal plan for me.
All any girl ever wants is a nice comfortable home furnished and decorated to reflect her personality and to bless her family. It's that innate nesting instinct to create a place of refuge from the world for her family. But don't I really have everything I really ever wanted? The Lord has given me a wonderful, loving husband who has always loved me and accepted me for who I am. My seven beautiful children have brought me so much love and happiness that "my cup truly runneth over."
But most importantly I have been given the gift of His love and a powerful testimony of His plan of Salvation. It is that gift that I treasure above the things of this world. I treasure my time in His scriptures daily. They feed me all the hope, strength, and love that I need. I pray that I can get to the point where absolutely nothing can rob me of my trust in Him and His love for me.

He did it!!!

Dad did it! He is now permitted and can start grading the property. Let's hope it ends up being a financial homerun for the kelley family. The economy is sure scary right now!

Prop 8

Dad and I are working hard to keep familirs safe and strong in Calif.

baby boy bonner

I finished the other two blocks for baby boy bonner!

This is the cabin and burial site for Galen Clark, one of the earlier caretakes of Yosemite Valley. As a young man, he came to Yosemite in the 1840's from the East Coast, where he had contracted tuberculosis and given 6 months to live. Figuring that the dry mountain air would be good for his condition, he moved to Yosemite Valley built a small cabin and decided to pick out a proper grave. He planted four Sequoia trees at each corner of the grave site, watering them every day to help them get rooted before he died. . . . the only problem, he ended up living in Yosemite Valley another 53 years, passing away at the age of 94. During most of that time, he was the only park ranger for the Valley.

This tree a car can go through. That's me to the right.

9-8-8 29 years of love, learning, and committment!

Dad and I enjoyed a weekend in Yosemite for our 29th. We stayed in a cabin room with a community bathroom and showers. ( little too rustic.)

We rode our bikes all over the park and just enjoyed the wonderful smells of the forest. We are so blessed to live in this beautiful world the Lord has created for us! While riding my bike I had a bobcat walk right in front of me. The deer were so tame. The flowers were given to me on Monday as that was the day of our actual anniversary. Thanks darlin! Dad and I feel so grateful for our marriage and the wonderful family we have been given.