Change and Constancy

While feeling at a loss for words, I still have some thoughts to share.

Since spring of 2017, my sweetheart Kay and I have experienced a lot of change.  During the last few months, I have thought of the familiar phrase/title, "constancy amid change".  (As a better mix of words than my title, it yields good results on the Internet; and it really should be a serious search.)

These are a few of my favorite truths that provide the constancy I cherish:

We are all spirit children of a loving Heavenly Father, who knows us and cares for us.  He provided the great plan of happiness and a Savior for us all.
"As the Only Begotten Son of God in the flesh, Jesus Christ was able to perform the Atoning sacrifice, which required Him to endure more than a mortal person could, and thereby fulfill His role in the Father’s plan. In addition, because Jesus had power over death, He had the capacity to rise from the dead."  – lds.org/manual/...

I also know this to be true, and it helps me through times of change:

"Faith is a foundation building block of creation. I am confident that the Savior Jesus Christ uses faith in His capacity to act under the direction of Father in Heaven.  ...  Faith in the future is demonstrated by a couple sealed in the temple. They understand that by obedience to the teachings of Jesus Christ and the plan of happiness of our Father in Heaven, they can have a joyous life together. They recognize that when the challenges intended to be growth opportunities come, they will find ways, as prompted by the Holy Ghost, to overcome them in ways that are productive and character building."

– lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/...

The Transforming Power of Faith and Character

Richard G. Scott

Of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

With eternal love for Kay, our family, and friends, I share these few thoughts for all who may read.

There truly is constancy amid change.

sunrise over the Wasatch Range, Layton Utah

seen from the Great Salt Lake Shorelands Preserve

visiting the GSLSP with a view of Antelope Island

near our frontier home, 18 October 2015

Smart Veteran Too

With gratitude for those who have served in our military and for others called to serve at home to support war efforts, I recall my writing on Veterans Day 2016.  The post honors our veterans and brings back memories of a patriotic neighbor who gave Kay and me advice for raising our five children:

My “Smart Philosophy Too” post on 24 September 2014, added more about a colorful character in our young family's life: Rowland Smart, our East Mill Creek pioneer “blogger.”  Veterans Day brings back fond memories of "Rowley" and other super heroes, both living and dead.  A short lunch break will do here.

“Rowley was nearly 90 years old, a WWII (Europe) and Korean War veteran, good Christian ... frequently shared his sage advice ... [and] personal experiences – true (we believed) stories from his amazing life.  I still have them in Grandfather’s file cabinet (my OCH)” – built strong like a tank.

Now in 2016, again I found in that WWII-standard cabinet the interesting message Rowley wrote and shared with neighbors on 29 October 1991, from which I posted excerpts 28 May 2012, titled: 
"Camp Davis North Carolina"

“During the fall and winter of 1943-44 when I was assigned in the 247^th Radar and Searchlight Battalion, our outfit was Camp Davis North Carolina.  This camp was an anti-aircraft training center for training officers for the U.S. Army.  It was known then as Officers Candidate School.  That is why they called these officers O.C.S.  They were nicknamed “90-Day Wonders” because the training was for 90 days and if they passed the training, they became 2nd Lieutenant.  I can say one thing: it was real tough and hard doing 90 days of training, both mentally and physically.  They really earned their gold bars as 2nd Lueys, I used to say to myself.  …  I was the communications Sargent [sergeant] in our outfit.  I saw to it that they never made any mistakes that were assigned to Comm. Officers.  …  When we left Camp Davis, we went to Camp Stewart Georgia, and then to Camp Gordon for advanced infantry training, and from there to Germany to combat as foot soldiers.  That was the end of my anti-aircraft life and training.  …”

I thank Rowland Smart and all veterans for their remarkable, courageous service to our country.  May God bless them and the United States of America!
For freedom!

a year ago with Sister Cannon at Meadow Brook
Michigan, 10 November 2017

military memorial at Antelope Island State Park

near our former frontier home in Utah

Poem: Yellow

Yellow,

like a butterfly,

flitting through my memory,

lighting here and there:

"It's the happy color!"

Mother often said,

And it was...

chubby taxi cabs,

butter melting on pancakes,

Big Rock Candy Mountain's

Lemonade Springs,

bumblebees in the backyard,

fall leaves clinging to snow-covered branches,

... [to be continued] …

yummy, yellow pound cake,

and yellow roses – the symbol of

great miracles

wrought by love.

Yellow – Yes, Mother,

It's the happy color!

Like a butterfly

fluttering up

into a sky of

azure blue.

                                              – Kay Cannon

framed for Kay by a loving teacher friend

Prime Pictures

Not much to say today without getting too personal.  Plenty of pics to share.

It truly is a wonderful life; thank God, and cherish
your life!

We love you!!

Sweetheart Kay, loving the water at sundown

San Juan Islands, 5 April 2010
trip to Vancouver temple open house

sisters returning to British Columbia
(former Alaskan-Canadian Mission)

recalling high school daze in Vancouver
– Kay with Louise, 7 April 2010

revisiting historic mission home, Vancouver BC

joyful Kay at 2010 open house
Vancouver British Columbia Temple
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

Tuesday with Kay on My Mind

A sweet moment in time, that Saturday morning, is family history to treasure with loving care.

Did I think this night, a month later, would be like any other, sleeping naturally till sunrise?  It’s rare for this old man, but I woke up in time to remember our Kay ...  
(So many loved ones have remembered since our return to Utah; as a family, we thank you!)

My phone Notes safekeep a journal of sweet and difficult moments in time.  Not tedious with Kay on my mind.  After one month in our “dream cottage”, Saturday about 2am, I noted with care: “slower, easier breathing.”  To be at peace, finally, must be a blessing.  At 2:22, “one last breath … Gratefully, she is released from suffering, and is now in her Heavenly Father’s care. I asked Katie, our oldest daughter kneeling on the bed …” (already in the attitude of prayer).  “She was led by the Spirit, and we were comforted – a time of indescribable love we will always cherish as a family. Our five children … shed tears of sadness and joy.”

Alone in our room, but not so, I was blessed with “two hours” of comfort by the Spirit and love I felt for Kay, my eternal companion. Naturally, tears flowed.  The world seemed motionless, as if in honor of that sacred time.  Grateful for the love of our Savior Jesus Christ, I knew our marriage was on a firm foundation ... forever.

A tender mercy – it seemed fitting in a way – to have those silent, dark hours before the dawning of a new day.  The contrast, in order, is symbolic.

"I feel my Savior's love. In all the world around me. His Spirit warms my soul."  – lds.org/...childrens-songbook...

Our family loves that favorite song Kay taught in Primary.
Dearest Children, she is near you!

Again, and forever, with love

in Grandma's hands – twin love
with another favorite song – for fun

Journal Excerpt Too

Monday, 6 August 2018, Sister Cannon wrote in her weekly calendar journal (in small spaces for brief notes):
"... doing laundry & dishes, mind racing with all we need to do & all we'll probably never get to do. I have frank talk with Ned – don't want long drawn-out treatments – I cry a little – blessed to see all children marry & see all Grandchildren. (Adeline sang ‘I Am a Child of God’ perfectly on phone last night! ...)"

Tuesday, 7 August, she wrote after being "emotionally exhausted" the night before:
"Talked to ... [three 8-year-old grandchildren] & Angie & Katie – got details of baptisms!  ... [Attending in Arizona last Saturday: five little non-member friends she had invited!] Ned & I doing our best to keep subject on them."

(Wednesday through Friday — another story!)

Saturday evening, 11 August, we finished packing up and cleaning our condominium.  Now homeless, we left Roseville for Utah.  On the road, though stressed-out and exhausted, Sister Cannon started feeling better.

Sunday, 12 August, she noted: "Slept in; went to Church at 1pm, Holt Ward in Holt MI – met Knightons – stayed for sacrament & 2 talks on gratitude & faith.  Back to journey."
[The end of her writing in the 2018 calendar book.]

I think Kay just prompted me to recall tonight's time change I had forgotten, and she now sees clearly – how we gain an hour when falling back.
Our Kay has not forgotten us.
Forever missionaries, we are ... with love.

looking back, 2pm Monday at Anchor Bay MI,

her water pic on our 47th anniversary

Sister Cannon's pic, loving the Roseville elders
– faithful servants of the Lord

her quick pic at the ward mission leader's,
thinking the elders like cake when meeting

Idioms / Expressions

The next time you misunderstand a phrase someone uses, it might be an idiom.  In Michigan, I would ask directions (uncommon for a male) and sometimes point in the direction of the destination to summarize with the phrase, "as the crow flies".  This helped build the map in my mind to avoid blind dependence on GPS, especially on the freeways of Detroit.  But the crow phrase was unfamiliar to Sister Cannon, so she doubted anyone else would understand this old man.  (For her, I had to say, "as the helicopter flies" to be clear.  We just laughed.)  Back in my day (before young Kay's day), most people understood how a crow flies, thus the phrase ... "an idiom for the most direct path between two points."  – Wikipedia
Whether I continue using the crow ... is still "up in the air" (another common idiom).

Have you ever "killed two birds with one stone?"  Kay and I did once when the kids couldn't sleep at night, and we wanted to watch an old classic movie.  Having them watch with us ... put them to sleep.  "Piece of cake!"

"Expressions are used to convey a message the way the speaker wants it to be understood. [Idioms cannot be defined literally.] An expression is easier to understand when compared to an idiom that you're not familiar with."
– differencebetween.net

So, cautions the expert, make sure your words are properly understood.  "If not, then it might cause confusion ..."  Seriously!

going with the flow at 80 mph,

recalling direction of destination

familiar freeway landmark on the map in my mind

Georgia girl visiting Grandma in Michigan
– birthday time like "heaven on earth"

meanwhile, "back at the ranch",
grandsons in the far West showing
the opposite of "... crow flies"

The Savior Jesus Christ shows the way
to our desired destination – home
to live with Heavenly Father.