Missing Mom

Dear Mr. Monson,

Have you ever missed your mom so much you can't stand it? Well, I have. In fact, I am missing my mom like crazy right now. Today is the anniversary of her death, 4 years ago. On one hand I can't believe it's been so long since she died, and yet on the other, it feels like only yesterday. I think of her often, and want so badly to talk to her and tell her whats been going on with my life. She has already missed so much in the short 4 years that she has been gone.

I miss you mom.

Dreaming

Dear Mr. Monson,

Have you ever tried to make yourself dream about something? I have been trying to make myself dream a certain something for quite a while now. There is a dream that I had once that I would really like to have again. Normally, I can't remember my dreams, but this one has been etched in my mind for some time. I'm getting worried that some of the details are going to start to fade and it will be gone.

I'm not sure how dreams work, but I keep hoping that if I think about this dream in detail before I go to sleep, that I can recreate it. So far, it hasn't worked.

Do you have any ideas Mr. Monson?

Wizard of OZ

Dear Mr. Monson,

Have you ever watched The Wizard of Oz? I'm sure you have, most everyone I know has. So let me change the question. Do you like The Wizard of Oz? Not me, I hate The Wizard of OZ.
When I was little, that movie scared the crap out of me. I remember watching it every summer. It would start in the early evening, before dark and I would come in from playing to watch it. Right off the bat, I would be scared. First the tornado, I would be so afraid for Dorthy. How was that house going to stay together? Then the little munchkins, those were scary looking little creatures. What scared me even more than that shrieking voiced witch, was the flying monkeys. Now those things gave me nightmares. Because I haven't watched the movie since I have been an adult, I can't even tell you what it was about those stupid monkeys that scared me so bad. All I know, is that it would be dark out by the time the monkeys would show up and I would be sure they were outside the window flying around waiting to get me. Maybe thats why things that fly at night (like bats or big bugs) freak me out so bad. Wow, I think my blood pressure is raising just thinking about it. I would like to think that I couldn't possibly still hate the dumb movie. Sometimes I think maybe I should watch it, it's probably not so bad. Hmmmmm....maybe I'll try it. NOT! I'm not brave enough.

EVERYTHING I NEED TO KNOW ABOUT LIFE I LEARNED FROM A JIGSAW PUZZLE

Don't force a fit. If something is meant to be, it will come together naturally.

When things aren't going so well, take a break. Everything will look different when you return.

Be sure to look at the big picture. Getting hung up on the little pieces only leads to frustration.

Perseverance pays off. Every important puzzle went together bit by bit, piece by piece.

When one spot stops working, move to another. But be sure to come back later (see above).

The creator of the puzzle gave you the picture as a guidebook.

Variety is the spice of life. It's the different colors and patterns that make the puzzle interesting.

Establish the border first. Boundaries give a sense of security and order.

Don't be afraid to try different combinations. Some matches are surprising.

Take time to celebrate your successes (even little ones).

Anything worth doing takes time and effort. A great puzzle can't be rushed.

~~ Author Unknown ~~

Cryonics

Dear Mr. Monson,

Have you ever heard of cryonics? I hadn't until about a month or so ago. I started asking people if they knew that it was real. And some had. I found a link to Alcor in the Salt Lake Tribune and started reading. Wow, is it wild. If you ever have nothing better to do and want to "kill some time" (haha) take a look and read. It's something you would think came straight from a science fiction movie.

Fascinating stuff.

http://www.alcor.org/

Got Grass?

Dear Mr. Monson,

I'll sure be glad when we get some grass out back. I have to spend too much time sweeping the floor. Between us and the dogs dragging in the dirt, we could probably plant potatoes in the kitchen. Do you have grass Mr. Monson?

Turning?

Dear Mr. Monson,

A funny thing keeps happening to me on the way home. I'll be driving along Homestead, usually singing with the radio, or talking on the phone. I get to the four way stop at Manse and turn on my left turn signal. This is where the funny thing comes, I'm not turning. I'm going straight. I get half way through the intersection and I wonder why I just had my signal on. I know I'm not turning. Do you ever do that?