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Found this on one of the blogs I follow. http://www.aroomsomewhere.net/ so cute. I love that it is on glass on not on one of the white boards.

In Loving Memory

Rebecca Romero BARELARebecca Romero Barela, 100, died Thursday, October 20, 2009 in Centralia, MO. She was a native of Le- doux, NM. Born Septem- ber, 21, 1909 to Marcelino and Guadalupe (Garcia) Romero, she spent most of her adult life in Cherry Creek, Ely, Winnemucca, Reno, and Las Vegas, NV. She was married to Joe Margarito Barela on December 29, 1937. He preceded her in death in 1996. Prior to marriage, she was a school teacher in Mora and Vadito, NM. While living in Reno, she was a member of St. Michael Catholic Church in Stead. She was a devout Catholic, and her life was centered around her faith in God and her family. She was preceded in death by her parents, husband, one brother, five sisters, and one granddaughter, Emily Barela. Surviving are her four children; Celina Lea of Las Vegas, NV, Helen Hanson and husband, Lee of St. George, UT, Louis Barela and his wife Emilia of Los Angeles, CA, and Roger Barela and his wife Judy of Centralia, MO; 12 grandchildren; 20 great- grandchildren and one great-great-grandson. She is also survived by her brother- in-law, George Barela of Ely, NV and several nieces and nephews. Visitation is scheduled from 5 p.m. - 6 p.m. on Sunday, October 25th at O'Brien, Rogers and Crosby Funeral Home, 600 W. 2nd Street, Reno, with Recitation of the Rosary at 6 p.m. Funeral services will be held at 10 a.m. on Monday, October 26th at Our Mother of Sorrows Most Holy Redeemer Chapel, with burial to follow at the cemetery.

Memories of my Grandma are mostly from when I was little. We would visit them on their ranch. I would play play endlessly gathering up the kittens and making them endure being stuffed into a coffee can as I carted them all over and loved them to pieces.. I was highly allergic and every time we we were there I would be have the worst asthma attacks. Barely breathing kind of sick. I loved being there though. All my cousins were all 6 year and older or 6 years and more younger. I tended to play by myself on the farm absorbed myself in books. I remember the mean rooster that we were terrified by. My grandpa would have us carry a stick. My grandma was 61 years old when I was born. She grew most of their food. They would have fresh eggs, milk and meat raised from the farm. I remember having little tiny hairs on my bacon and to this day. My bacon must come from a package. She was one of the most hard working women I have every knew. She was a devout Catholic. I imagine it greatly hurt her when my dad joined the LDS Church. When we were younger we spent every holiday with the Barela Side of the family...We would have a long long table so we could all be together. I kind of miss those days. We have not been together like that since we were little. Her funeral is what brought us all back together. It was fun being together with my own kind. All of her kids, most grand kids and great kids were gathered together in loving memory of my Grandma. She was tiny but her love tied all the kids together. I keep thinking of her now with Grandpa, Emily and her parents and how happy she is to see them and it put a smile on my face. Until we see you again Grandma. I love you.

What Kind of Dreams Have you had lately?

Sorry, this post is not fun, but I'm a little freaked out and cannot shake the feeling---So I thought I would blog about it....

I had a dream last night and it really scared me. It started out that we were at one of the girls Soccer games. I turned around and saw a plane coming straight for us. I screamed and saw the plane pull up and then crash in a field away from all the kids and spectators. We all watched in slow motion the plane crash and disappear into the ground. I felt so frantic and scared as I searched for my family. There was so much commotion. We didn't know if we should run or try and rescue people. We all knew, and were so thankful that the pilot did his best to save the people on the ground, Then we ended up at church and it was all weird and random....I was walking in the halls and was really shook up. I could not figure out why everyone was acting normal even though there was such a horrible accident that had just happened. ...

This dream was just awful. I came to work and still felt anxious about my dream. I looked up on the Internet and found definitions to your dreams. Here is the what I found in the dream dictionary.

Airplane Crash--- To dream that a plane crashes, suggests that you have set overly high and unrealistic goals for yourself. Your goals may be too high and are impossible to realize. You are in danger of having it come crashing down. Alternatively, your lack of confidence, self-defeating attitude and self-doubt toward the goals you have set for yourself is represented by the crashing airplane; you do not believe in your ability to attain those goals. Loss of power and uncertainty in achieving your goals are also signified.

Hmmm ---pretty interesting... and even more interesting to me. This week I had my family over for Family Home Evening and the lesson that I gave is directly the meaning of this definition. You can read the full talk here.... http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&locale=0&sourceId=ba8e52605a4e3210VgnVCM100000176f620a____&vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD

By Jennifer Nuckols, “Truths and Lies,” Ensign, Oct 2009, 62–65

Satan regularly lies to us about the nature of God and of ourselves. But we don’t have to listen.
Some of the greatest battles in my life haven’t been literal battles but struggles in my own heart and mind against feelings of self-doubt, hopelessness, and fear. President Ezra Taft Benson (1899–1994) taught that this would be the case in the latter days: “Satan is increasingly striving to overcome the Saints with despair, discouragement, despondency, and depression.”1
One way that Satan attempts to overcome us with such feelings is by telling us lies about our worth and about God’s feelings toward us. These lies may originate as simple thoughts that, repeated many times in our minds, can develop into entrenched habits of belief. These falsehoods are then reinforced by the media, things other people say, or even by misinterpretation of the scriptures. President Dieter F. Uchtdorf, Second Counselor in the First Presidency, has warned that “Satan might even misuse words from the scriptures that emphasize the justice of God, in order to imply that there is no mercy.”2 Whatever their source, Satan’s lies can take root in our minds and develop into feelings of depression, low self-worth, and inadequacy.

WOW.....this is one of my daily struggles mainly Self Doubt....I really needed to hear this message and although I was giving the lesson to help someone else. This dream made me realize that the lesson was really for ME to learn and what I need to overcome. I realize that this is really a powerful tool Satan has. He uses it not only for you to bring down yourself but pull away from the things that are most important.

I know this is really weird post, but apparently a message I need to learn.

FLU FLU GO AWAY and never come back another day!!!

We have a house full a sickies....no one come near. Yuck.....They all have the flu....not me yet, but I am exausted.