In Honor of John Sims

Happy Mothers Day

2011-05-08T09:34:00.000-07:00

Today is Mothers Day in the United States of America. I am so grateful to my Mom for all she has done and continues to do for me. I know my Dad was a better man because of Valerie Houghton :)

My Dad had a great sense of humor and he would have really liked this - Sit back and enjoy :)

We love you Dad :)

Re-connecting with friends through Facebook

2011-02-07T21:18:00.000-08:00

Hello Family and Friends,
I am so excited :)

Just this week, I have re-connected with 2 Missionaries who my Dad loved and enjoyed sharing the gospel with.

(Elder) Lee Giboin from London and (Elder) Don Merrell from UT, now living in CO.
My heart is full as I remember these guys. FACEBOOK, what a wonderful tool for re-connecting.

Here is what Lee shaed in a message -

'Yes I remember your Father, ''Up the Robins !!! '' - I see John has passed on ... so sorry ... but I am so glad to have met him and yourself.
We (companion) returned for a visit sometime after and found you in your rebel phase. ( added by me ! ME- I REFUSE TO BELIEVE IT haahahha )

There was a slight row in your home, you were upset and we walked with you.
You were mortified that you may have embarrassed your Father and it seemed to be a turning point for you.
After that next time I visited you were back on track.
You obviously had a great love and respect for your family especially your father even in your rebelious phase. I knew he found it tough and so the way you turned out really completed his happiness.

Here is what Don shared in a Facebook Message -

'I am so happy to reconnect with you but am very saddened by the news of John's passing. I have told stories about him and the rest of the Sims clan forever!'

and then later in an e-mail -

'I miss your dad a great deal, even more so now that I know it will be a while before I see him. Besides my converts, there a only a few people I loved as much as your dad. He made my mission so much more enjoyable, even after I left Hull. That's saying something, as I LOVED my mission, anyway! I spent several months in Hull (nearly six); John Sims was 'da Man! He was always willing, nay, eager to help us with his cheerful attitude and hard-work ethic! You are very blessed to have such rich heritage!

Maxine - I am so grateful for your finding and reconnecting with me. I would enjoy seeing you and reminiscing more about John 'Up the Robins' Sims, and Hull, and England, not to mention hearing that beautiful accent.'

This has been such a wonderful couple of days. It has been so nice to re-connect and hear yet again wonderful things, wonderful memories shared. It sure has reminded me how wonderful it will be when we all meet again in the Heavenly realms above. Friends on earth - Friends in Heaven!

Indeed what a rich heritage :)

We love and miss you Dad!

Another Christmas without Dad

2010-12-26T19:34:00.000-08:00

Hello Family & Friends,

Another Christmas gone! I have been reflecting on the last Christmas I spent with my Dad. It was 3 years ago. He didn't feel well but he wanted so badly to come over to the States to visit us. I am so glad he made that decision. It was the last time Lance and my children saw him.

I then reflected on Christmases past. We never had a 'bad' Christmas. Every Christmas was fabulous. Looking back, I am in awe at how many presents we received every year. Money didn't flow in the SIMS household, but love, happiness and joy did. I am just really glad Santa was so good to us WINK;)

I think my Dad was more excited than anyone. The joy in his eyes as we would open our presents. The anticipation of the looks on his children's faces was almost too much for him to bear. He couldn't wait until we saw what was under the wrapping and see us smile, laugh and even jump up and down. Every year, there would be an apple and a satsuma in our sacks. Dad would tell us he put them there every year for us. This was one thing from his childhood that he remembered. He was always grateful for the smallest things. You could literally give him a Snickers Bar, wrapped or unwrapped and he would be so very grateful for it.

Dad would often tell us how he was always grateful for the coloring books his Mam and Dad used to give him for Christmas. If he was lucky he got his own box of crayons. Most of the time, there was one box to share between all the kids. He never complained. He was always so grateful.

I used to (and still do) love watching Mr Kruger's Christmas. Seeing Mr Kruger smile for joy when the little girl asked him to 'come sing with us'. I cannot watch that movie without thinking of Dad. He taught me the real meaning of Christmas.

I am looking forward to 2011. How exciting for a new year to begin. 2010 brought lots of happiness, lots of trials and heartache. What a blessing our Dad has been in our lives. We wouldn't be the people we are without him........dread to think of what life would have been like without his love, his example, his kindness, his unselfishness.......etc! (There are lots of etc's :)

Happy New Year to all of you!

We love you Dad ;)

Happy 71st birthday in Heaven, Dad

2010-11-28T19:19:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday in Heaven, Dad !

Dad would have been 71 today. JUST 71! I used to think that was 'so old' as a child but now I am older, it is so young :)) Many say time heals and things get easier as time passes. Not for me. The more time that passes, the more I miss him. I wish I could hear his voice! I wish I could see him! I wish I could talk with him!

Without a doubt, I know Dad is in a wonderful place. I know he is free from all earthly cares and pains. I know he is with all his wonderful family and friends who have passed on. I know he is teaching his fellowmen the teachings of Jesus Christ and his gospel. Really, who would want to come back to earth to go through all what we do if you are 'living' like that?

Of course, as humans our instincts are those of 'wants' and 'needs'. I want my Dad. I need my Dad. He has helped me so much in my life that I wonder how I can possibly carry on. I often find letters and postcards that he sent me. Lance passed me one today that had ETTE on it. Lance asked me what that meant! I smiled as I told him my Dad would often say to me "Endure to the End".

I know Dad has passed his test. I know he is in a wonderful place. He is not in a grave buried feet under. His mortal body is there awaiting the resurrection. His spirit was never buried in there. His spirit is as free as a bird.

I often wonder how it feels to him to miss us, his family. I KNOW he does. I know he will be looking forward to the day when we shall see him again. I often wonder who will be the first in our family to meet him. I often wonder why he had to suffer like he did. I often wonder why he couldn't be cured of his cancer. Many people fight cancer (and my Dad was a fighter) and live. I do a lot of 'wondering'. My mind always comes back to the fact that Heavenly Father needed him! Needed him to exercise his knowledge in what we know as the Spirit World.

As I was thinking of Dad today on his 'birthday', I thought how the world was a much better place for him being here. He gave to many his time, talents, testimony and love, to name but a few.

A friend of ours, Heather Baldwin who remembers my Dad as 'her Bishop' when she joined the church wrote this about him on her Facebook Status -

Happy Birthday in heaven to John Sims. A wonderful Father, Husband and Bishop. My thoughts go out to his Bride Val and to his children' Michael, Maxine,Rebecca and Jared. Thanks for blessing my life with your presence and for the help, years ago, and do you know what? I probably do owe you that tenner :)

What a HUGE blessing to have such a wonderful Father. Not just for earthly life - but for the eternities.
Families ARE Forever :)

We love you always Dad!

Open House for Mom

2010-06-23T20:45:00.000-07:00

Hello Family and Friends,

Well again it is almost time for my Mom to go back to England. I cannot believe how quickly three months pass.

We would love you to come and visit with us.
Sunday June 27th at 6:00pm. (Open House style)
Refreshments will be served and Mom will be making her famous British Trifle.

Please e-mail me at maxbritchick@yahoo.com for our address.

We would love to see you!

Reunited after 42 years

2010-06-20T21:25:00.000-07:00

Today is Father's Day! This is the second without Dad. Some days life just seems so unbearable....so hard to cope with the fact that I won't see Dad anymore. Of course I know I will see and live with him in the next life, but I often get selfish when I think "I want him here now."

Saturday was a fabulous day for us. I arranged for Jerry Bott and his brother Jeffrey, to come to our house along with Ben Tolley and his wife, Karla. Jerry and Ben are heroes to us, the Sims Family. They were the Missionaries who taught my parents about the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and ultimately baptized them.

Ben and Jerry (sounds like ice-cream uh? :) hadn't seen each other since 1968. We have been fortunate to see Jerry on several occasions but the last time I saw Ben, I was just 7 months old........so it made us both feel old when I told Ben we hadn't seen each other for 42 years. That is how long it had been since Jerry and Ben had seen each other.

Here are some pictures of our happy occasion.

Ben and Jerry - first meeting since they were Missionary Companions in England in 1968

Cake to celebrate after we ate lunch - Lance's choice

Strawberry, Key Lime Cake

My choice - Chocolate Turtle Cake

Ben, Max and Mom, Jeffrey and Jerry

Ben and his lovely wife, Karla

Jeffrey and Jerry. Can you tell they are identical twins? I was asking Jeffrey questions thinking he was Jerry :) They let me on a secret - They part their hair on different sides. That will help when they are together :)

They both went to England on their missions.

Ben, Mom and Jerry. Dad was here in spirit. He would have LOVED this reunion if he was here.

Just for fun, thanks to my great friend Chris,(whose family were baptized by these great guys also).... here are pictures of Ben and Jerry when they were in England 42 years ago :)

Elder (Ben) Tolley at the back - Violet, Tom, Steve, Simon and Chris Stansfield

Elder (Jerry) Bott on the left and the Stansfield Family

I thanked both Ben and Jerry for ALL they had done. It is because of these great men and the examples of my parents that I KNOW I will see my Dad again.

We love and miss you Dad!

Happy Mother's Day

2010-05-12T21:30:00.000-07:00

So happy Mom is here visiting just now. This past Sunday was Mother's Day here in the US. Dad often commented how the US and the UK celebrated this day differently but Father's Day - always the same. :)

Words cannot express how I feel about my Mother. I love her immensely. I am so grateful for all she has done for me. She was my Dad's earthly treasure and thankfully will be his eternal treasure too. We cannot take anything but our knowledge and family with us.

I have been able to tell this visit more than the last just how much she really is missing Dad. They days and nights are hard and lonely.

Thank you Heavenly Father for blessing me with such wonderful parents.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Our cruise to the Southern Caribbean

2010-04-24T11:47:00.000-07:00

I promised my Dad that I would look after my Mom the best I could. His only worry of dying was leaving behind 'his Val.' He didn't worry about dying or earthly posessions or his kids. He just worried for his wife.
I would love my Mom to move to the US but I know she won't and I have had to come to terms with that. I know I could look after her much better if she did.

I earned an all expense paid cruise to the Southern Caribbean from Stampin' Up! Last year the incentive trip was to Hawaii and Lance had I had a fabulous time. He suggested I take my Mom on this trip. We are going to have an awesome time this week.
Here is a picture of the two of us when we were at the Salt Lake City, UT airport.

We love and miss you Dad and wish you were here with us. We know! we know!......you are happy! :)

Dad's best handwriting

2010-03-24T21:27:00.000-07:00

I have been waiting in anticipation for the Marriage Certificate from my first marriage to arrive. I had ordered it online as I need it for the British Embassy to complete my passport renewal. It arrived today.
I arrived back at work after my lunch and opened my mail which I had picked up from home. I was so happy to see the certificate had arrived.

I started to cry as I looked at the certificate. My Dad was the Registrar at my wedding. I never even thought about the fact that it would be his handwriting. This is his best handwriting too.

My $50 was worth paying to have this. What a treasure. :)

We love and miss you Dad

Easter Music

2010-03-21T21:00:00.000-07:00

I was asked to play the organ at church today. The last time I played was November 2008 when Dad was getting really sick. I basically asked for my release from this calling as I was so emotional and was sobbing whilst playing. It truly was a blessing that I had played for so many years and knew the hymns really well.

I had no idea what the hymns would be until I got to church so had no chance to practice. The hymns were:
# 134 I Believe in Christ
#191 Behold the Great Redeemer Die
# 200 Christ the Lord is Risen Today
#198 That Easter Morn

As General Conference falls on Easter this year, there is only this week and next to sing Easter Hymns. I could sing them anytime of year. It is great to sing of a Risen Savior.
I was familiar with all of them and each one has a special meaning and really strengthened my testimony of the Resurrection. Life seems to be getting harder without Dad in it. I miss him tremendously and my heart aches that he is not part of my life. Of course, in spirit he is and I feel his presence daily. He taught me so much about life and the gospel.

It is very reassuring to know that we will meet again and that we will live together eternally. There is no doubt in my mind that he passed the test, that he won the race and that he is doing what he did best here on the earth - Missionary work.

I am so very grateful that I was born into such a wonderful family. I treasure my memories and look so forward to the day when we will be re-united.

We love and miss you Dad

Special News for a Special Occasion

2010-03-14T19:14:00.000-07:00

Hello Family & Friends,

Today as I was looking into our glass cabinet (pictured above), and reflecting on my wonderful parents a fabulous idea came to me. I will share that in a moment :)

Today is Mothers Day in England and so I began to think of my dear Mother and all she has done for me. Part of my life now is our daily phone call. I love chatting with her and hearing how her day is going and due to the time difference, how her day has gone. Then I began to think of my dear Father. It is impossible to think of one without the other. My Mother was my Father's life. He did everything he could for her. As you will have read before if you are a follower of my blog, he didn't like to be apart from her. If he went somewhere, he ALWAYS wanted 'his' Val to go with him, even if it meant going to the petrol (gas) station.

The items in the cabinet above bear special meaning:

Top Shelf: A picture of my parents on their wedding day, March 31 1962 (They would have celebrated their 48th Wedding Anniversary this year! :)

Second Shelf: A ceramic cat on a chair - This belonged to my Nana Plaskitt. I will treasure it always.
A word framed art - It reads "Today well lived makes every yesterday a memory of happiness and every tomorrow a vision of hope."
My Dads glasses - To remind me of how Dad always looked out for the needs of others.
My Dads watch - To remind me of the countless hours he helped me and others.

Third Shelf: Word Art - "My Mother did not tell me how to live......she showed me". "It's not where you've been that counts, it's where you're going."
"We must accept finite disappointment but never lose infinite hope."
A Clock to remind me that time will pass and we will all be re-united again.

Bottom Shelf: Photographs - My Parents at the Salt Lake Temple when Lance I were married in 2002. My Dad in his early rugby league days. My Parents ourside St Columbas church where they were married. Picture taken in 2007.
Natalie and Kayleigh, our daughters. This picture is to remind me of all my Parents did to help me when I was a single Mom. (Picture taken in 1997)

Finally, the red and white walls painted in honor of my Dad in 2009 (year of his death) to remind me of his love for Hull Kingston Rovers, his beloved rugby team.

Now onto the surprise........Our son, John (named after my Dad) will be 8 years old in 2011. Today it was decided that John will be baptized in the Hull 2nd Ward in England in honor of his Grandad who was also baptized there in 1968. It is so difficult living so far away from my family so we thought this would be so wonderful.

We talked to John about it and we discussed what will happen. John and I may fly to England a few weeks before the rest of the family so we can spend longer there and I can take him lots of places. London is on the list :)

Uncle Mike : John wants you to assist in his confirmation and he knows you will never fly over here so he is coming there to make it easier on you :) He also wants you to be the official photographer at his special occasion. Before and after pictures :)

Uncle Gary : John would like you to assist in his confirmation. (Can you please give your employer 17 months notice? :)

Grandma Val : John would like you to speak at his baptism.

Auntie Rebecca : John would like to offer a prayer and he is giving you 17 months notice :)

Alan Tong: John would like you to assist in his confirmation.

Helen Brown : We have heard all about your catering and cake making skills. You too have 17 months notice. We will pay you your costs plus all kinds of crafts from the United States of America. We may even throw in some Betty Crocker white cake mixes :)

Bishop Skelton: Please mark this on your calendar! We would like you to assist in the confirmation.

We are planning this in honor of John Sims. Please plan on attending! (Date to be confirmed). Please do not plan on having any babies on this day, going on vacation, being sick/ill or anything else that would prevent you from sharing this special occasion with us. We will be traveling over 5,000 miles!
YOU CAN BE THERE :)

(Of course, we will have to have this cleared with the appropriate Brethren of the church and will let you know the decision. )

"We love and miss you Dad!

Not so good news :(

2010-02-09T00:01:00.000-08:00

I have had a really rough day today! I had to go to see the Doctor and NOT so good news. The Nurse took my blood and I had to give a Urine Sample. Both of them did not look good. I have high blood pressure. I have had major stomach pains and lower back pain for a while now.

I have to go see a specialist for a colonoscopy. YIKES! So I have been majorly stressed about this not so good news. I realize that once I go and find out whatever there is to find out, that at least I can stop worrying not knowing what is going on.

As you know my Dad suffered with cancer and ultimately passed away due to this ugly disease. Now for me, there is a concern for cancer.
I went to several of his appointments when he had to have a colonoscopy and he did not like the "stuff" he had to drink in preparation for it. I remember once, he took a little sip and his face said it all (and he was not a wimp when it came to meds and pain). I said "Dad, just gulp it down". He passed me the cup and said "Here love, you try 'just' gulping it down." I got the message.

ow here I am having to go through that and I will be able to say "I KNOW EXACTLY how it was to have to drink that 'stuff'.
I will find out later today when this procedure will take place and I will let you know. Please keep me in your prayers.
Here's one of my favorite pictures of my Dad and I. It was taken at Hornsea Freeport in England. It was to be one of the last days we spent together.

"We love and miss you Dad"

A Year has Passed

2010-01-16T07:43:00.000-08:00

Today marks the first anniversary of Dad's passing. This year has been a real struggle, but it has been much more peaceful having the knowledge of a life after this one. It is a real blessing to know that he is in a place free of sin, free of suffering, a place of peace. Many of our family friends have passed away this year, including my dear Uncle Geoff. Geoff is Dad's brother and I know that would have been a really sweet reunion.

My main concern this year has been for my dear Mother. I cannot imagine the loneliness she has felt. I truly love and miss Dad, but for her, it must be so hard. Imagine being with your spouse for 50 years, and then they are gone. My Dad suffered with cancer for 2 years before he passed and she had to watch him endure pain and discomfort to the very end. I have thought of the time when my Mother has to leave this earthly life and whilst it will be heartbreaking for me, I know that I will be filled with peace, knowing that the reunion between 2 people who loved each other more than anyone I know will be beautiful.

For those of you haven't been following this blog, I wanted to share with you the thoughts I shared at his funeral.

What a glorious day this is! Thank you for being here to share this special time with us as we pay tribute and respect to our husband, father, grandad, brother, uncle and friend. A man who will be truly missed. A man who touched so many hearts, lives and souls.

I would like my Dad's brother and sisters to know that he thought the world of you your husbands, wives and children. He loved to visit you. I am glad that I got the many chances to visit with him. He often spoke about each of you individually with kindness, I might add. I would like to thank all the Macmillan and Marie Curie nurses. I think you do a wonderful job and I appreciate all you did for Dad.

My wonderful husband Lance, is on standby. If I can't get through this today he will come up and take over. I have to thank him so sincerely for all he has done to enable me to see my Mom and Dad during the years I have lived in the US. I have so many memories of the past 7 years alone. Thank you Lance.
I have had to condense my thoughts. With 40 years of memories it could have been about 8 hours so I had to squish it all into 10 minutes.

What comes to your mind when you think of John Sims? Having spent so much time with him in person, on the phone and through letters I can think of so many wonderful things. Dad was a person whose word truly was his bond. If he said he would do something, he would do it. The important thing here is he would do it with a loving heart and a caring soul. He would not complain nor wish he had not been asked. He truly loved and lived to help others. I asked him why he had taken a different way home one day and he said it was because he was looking for people who may need his help.

Dad loved to associate with everyone. It didn't matter what walk of life they were from he could strike up a conversation with anyone. He really lived up to the scripture in Matthew 25:40 "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me."

Dad was never one to think of anything in monetary terms. He was happy with his life and money didn't mean anything to him. He paid his tithing without fail and Mom continued to do so right to the very end for him. He always thought about the homeless and those without. He wanted to help all who needed it and never thought about being paid for it.

Dad's sense of humor was something that will always make me smile and will help me get through the sadness that comes with this loss. He was known for his jokes and by the way he wanted you to know that if you still owe him the tenner you need to give it to my Mom. I am assuming for all the people he said that to, my Mom will be a Millionairess.

Missionary work was a very important part of Dad's life. He loved to talk about his faith and shared a message with all he came into contact with. He is a legend amongst Missionaries who have served in this ward and many others he came into contact with. He did all he could to further the work and spent countless hours with the Missionaries. I know he is now doing what he did best on this earth.

His love for reading was well known. He really enjoyed learning and one thing I wish I had a record of was how many pages/books he has read. When he would visit us he would always have books to read and when he had read those, we would go to the bookstore to buy more. In honor of this, I have decided to write a book about Dad. The title will be John Sims, My Father, My Hero, My Friend.

My Mom got salmonella, a form of food poisioning and was in the hospital for quite some time. Dad had to take care of us and my biggest memory of that was his cooking skills. I think that is when I grew to really love fish and chips:) We ate many sandwiches and beans on toast and on the Sunday we thought we were in for a right treat when he told us we would be having meat pies. When he placed them on the table, I raised my eyebrows and said "Dad these look a bit pale, they are not cooked." He replied " Ohhhh they are fine, besides we asked a blessing on them" I answered "Yes and I am sure they asked a blessing on the food at the wedding"

One of our famous memories was when I bought a leather jacket. I had wanted it for so long and being a single Mom at the time, I couldn't afford much. I ordered the jacket from a catalog company and was so pleased to see how great it looked when it arrived. On the day it arrived, Dad asked if I wanted to go out for the day with him and my Mom and of course I wore this fabulous jacket. It was a rather warm day and decided it was too warm for this jacket. I placed it in the trunk/boot of the car. The next day I realized where I had left the jacket and called Dad. "Dad I left the jacket in your car" There was a long silence when suddenly Dad confessed he had taken some clothes that very morning to DR Barnado's charity shop and YES my beautiful jacket which I had worn only once and for about 30 minutes was amongst the clothes he had dropped off. He told me he would go to the shop and let them know what had happened. Alas, not good news. The jacket was nowhere to be seen. Dad was convinced the jacket never even made it to the shop floor. A lesson was learned that day, apart from the fact I never left ANYTHING in the car again, that worldly possessions were really not that important, not important enough to follow through with the fact I wanted to scream at him. He taught me then that "if our family was alive and well then nothing else mattered" I now think it is time to get the leather jacket back :)

Dad suffered with Bowel Cancer in the early part of this decade. He had surgery which proved to be successful. A special memory for me was when I went to visit him in Castle Hill hospital. Usually I visited him in the evening due to my work schedule. On this occasion, I visited him just after lunch. As I walked into the hospital ward, I saw him just laying there and my heart was full. I reached for his hand and he had tears streaming down his face. He told me that just that very minute he had prayed and asked God to send him an angel to comfort him and as he said "Amen" I walked in the door.

Rugby League meant everything to Dad. This was the one and only thing Dad and I did not have in common. I was converted to football. I told Dad I could answer every question about football except one........How much Gum Alex Ferguson has chewed in his life. "This past May, I watched Manchester UTD win the Premiership Cup, Hull City get into the Premiership and England beat the US all with Dad. Every now and again he would say "Oh int this a load a rubbish. Nowt like rugby is it. That's a real mans game."

Whilst I was waiting for my connecting flight to Manchester in the US this past May, I overheard a guy on his cell phone calling his wife. I told him after his conversation how good it was to hear the British accent. We chatted for a while and this guy, whose name was Mark told me how the one thing he missed when he came to the US was Rugby League. I looked at him almost shocked and said "WOW you sound like my Dad, he says the very same thing. I told Mark how my Dad had played for Hull Kingston Rovers and he asked me his name. "John Sims" I replied. Mark answered, I remember him. I used to play for Bradford Northern. Johnny Sims, That guy was like lightening when he ran down that field. We talked about Roger Millward, Steve Mcnamara and Len Casey and I really did try to act like I had an interest in rugby. He was rather shocked when I told him I preferred Football.

Planning this trip to England this past May has been one of the best decisions of my life. We had so much fun together. I followed Dad round like a little lost pup. Every where he went I was right there with him. As usual, we went to visit many people.

I learned many lessons and good things from Dad. He taught us all well. His love for my Mother has been so apparent over the years. He didn't like to spend anytime apart from her.He lived for her. He couldn't have lived without her. Mom "Thank you so much for all you did for Dad. He loved you more than anything in this world. I know he joked around that you struck oil when you married him, but he knew it was the other way round. As you know Dad always asked me if there was anything he could do for me in every phone call. I used to tell him "the best thing you can do for me is to love my Mother" In all my life, I have NEVER seen anyone love his wife more. One who wanted to be with his wife every minute of every day and feel incomplete if he was not around you.

He would tell me that the best thing I could do for him was to take care of you when he was gone. I promised him I would and I intend to keep that promise. Thank you for granting him his last wish - to die at home. Had it not been for your caring nature and your unconditional love for him, that wish would not have been granted.

There are obviously so many more memories I could share about Dad and we really would be here for another 8 hours if I shared them. I could go into detail about the time he put shelves up and not long after I put the books on the shelf, it was hanging on one side whilst the books were on the floor in a heap. He locked himself out the house one day and I had to climb in the bathroom window. Good job that was 20 years ago and before I had 4 children.

In closing my remarks today, I would like to share my analogy of my Dad and Chess. He loved to play chess. It really was the only time he sat still. I remember him chatting with Uncle Gordon on the phone when Mom and Dad visited us last Christmas. Dad told him that I had just beat him at chess and that he had let me beat him. I said "No you didn't" and Dad said "Yes I did"......I told Dad he should be proud of the fact I had beat him, it showed I had a good teacher.

The pawn - I think of this piece as one of importance. Although this piece is the smallest it is the most powerful. One of Dad's famous sayings on the rugby field was "the bigger they are the faster I run". He never worried about wealth or possessions. He always wished he was taller. Although Dad was short in stature he was a giant amongst men.

The Castle/Rook - The object of a castle is to protect, be a safe place. Dad always protected his family and provided a safe place for us.

The Knight - Dad was our Knight in shining armor.

The Bishop - Dad was the Bishop of this ward

The Queen - He always referred to our Mom as his Queen. He loved her more than anything in this world and always wanted her to be by his side.

The King - Dad is the King. Dad's life was not a stalemate. It was not defeated. His body was plagued with a disease but his spirit lives on and one day we will be reunited.

I am so thankful for the many happy memories I have of my Dad. He will always be in my heart and forever in my thoughts

I love you Dad

"We love and miss you Dad"

An act of kindness on Christmas Eve

2009-12-24T20:48:00.000-08:00

Oh Dad I miss you terribly. I just told Lance I missed you so bad and missed hearing your voice.

I have been thinking of Christmases past and there are so many wonderful memories. I loved the magical side of it. My Parents never had a lot of money but we always received so many fabulous toys and gifts. I look back now and wonder how they did it all. They didn't have a car. they were with us as kids all the time.....I wonder how they had time to do everything. Oh yeh Santa, that's right :))))

One of the best and most memorable memories happened when I was much older. It was 16 years ago tonight.......I was a single Mom with 2 very young children. Natalie was 3 and Kayleigh was 18 months. We lived in a flat/apartment and I don't remember what we were doing exactly when Dad showed up. He came in and with sincere love and compassion in his eyes, he said "I cannot bear to think of you alone on Christmas Eve". Rebecca and Jared still lived at home at this point so he knew Mom would be taken care of. The next morning, Grandad told Natalie and Kayleigh that Santa had left them lots of presents at Grandma's and we had to go over right away.

That act of kindness has stayed in my heart, and will forever. Dad was known for always putting others needs above his own.

"We love and miss you Dad"

The cute elderly couple

2009-12-20T20:08:00.000-08:00

Today's program at church was wonderful. I 're-joined' the choir, something I have wanted to do for a while. Singing Christmas Carols last year would have been impossible for me. I wouldn't have been able to get through them. All I could think of last year during Christmas was my Dad laying there helpless and my Mom feeling even more helpless as she looked on. This year seemed so much easier as I know Dad is no longer suffering and he is in a much better place. My thoughts are obviously with my Mom. I cannot even imagine how she really feels.
After the meeting, I saw an elderly couple walking out of church. I did not recognize them but what I did notice was this cute couple holding hands. I looked at my Daughter, Kayleigh and said "Oh Kayleigh, I wanted to see my Mom and Dad get to that age together". My eyes welled up and my friend Natalie was walking up to me with a kleenex at the ready. :) I learned that the cute elderly couple were her parents. She knew what I was thinking and gave me a big hug. Don't you just love friends like that?
This evening we watched "Mr Kruger's Christmas". It is a beautiful story of a lonely man whose life is brightened by the visit of Christmas carolers. It's a classic. I watched it many times with my Dad.

"We love and miss you Dad'"

Happy Birthday in Heaven Dad!

2009-11-28T00:01:00.000-08:00

Hello Family and Friends,

It has been such a long time since I posted to this blog. In fact, it has been 5 months. It got to be a real struggle for me to keep posting. Today is special day and I feel it is time to start writing again :) To receive these posts directly to your e-mail, simply subscribe to this blog. Everytime I post, it will be sent right to you !

Today, John Sims would have been 70 years old. Most of you know that I am a Stampin' Up! Demonstrator (and employee). I spend a lot of time creating cards and scrapbook pages. I created this card as a member of a Sketch Challenge Team. For more information check out my blog at http://www.stamptothemax.blogspot.com/

Seems so unfair that he is not here with us to celebrate. When I think of how hard this past year has been, it brings me to tears. Last year at this time, Dad was failing in health and was housebound right up until he passed away on January 16th.

I joked around with my brother Mike today and imagined Dad saying "I don't look 70 do I?" Dad looked good for his age and was so fit before he got sick with cancer. I often wonder how life would have been different for all of us had Dad either not got cancer to begin with or if the surgery would have been successful. God had another plan!

We as a family miss our Husband, Father and Grandad, terribly. Not one day passes when we don't think about him, talk about him, laugh, cry, share memories etc. We as a family are thankful for our faith in God and his Son, Jesus Christ. We simply could not imagine life without this faith. We look forward to seeing our Husband, Father and Grandad one day and living with him FOREVER :) Now that puts smiles on our faces and wipes away all tears.

Happy Birthday in Heaven Dad :)

"We love you Dad"

5 Month Anniversary

2009-06-16T22:25:00.001-07:00

Today marks the 5 month anniversary of Dad passing away. It totally feels like 5 years since I saw him, since I talked with him, since I sat with him, since I heard him tell me he loved me. This picture was taken a year ago. He is looking ill already but yet to me he is as wonderful as ever.

Life is so precious and so good that the pain felt is a physical pain due to missing him so much. I am devastated that he had to go through what he did, that he had to die so young. Earth was so much better with him here, but I do know Heaven is all the better for him being there.

There is not one day when he is not in my thoughts. Why should there be? Here I sit with tears streaming down my face as I think of all the happy memories we shared. All the laughs, all the jokes, all the kindness, all the fun, all the spiritual talks of life after death! A life far greater than this one!

Will life get any easier without him? I seriously doubt it! I do know it would be much harder than it is if I did not know where he was. It is also much easier knowing he lived a good life. A most rewarding life full of goodwill to all.

My Mother whom I think of every minute of every day........There was no other person on this earth who Dad wanted to be with or loved more. He lived his life for her.

Dad, I know you are happy! I know you with your family and friends and being a great missionary! I KNOW I will see you again and to that day I look forward to very much!

"We love and miss you Dad"

Happy Birthday Sienna

2009-05-16T19:16:00.000-07:00

One year ago today I was in England and was so excited to be there for the birth of my youngest niece, Sienna Loren.

Dad wasn't feeling very well that day. but he was so wanting to see his grand daughter that he made the effort. This was so typical of Dad, always making an effort to do things he maybe didn't feel like doing.

We went to the hospital and sat in the waiting room a little while. Samantha and Savannah were really excited to see their new baby sister. Samantha was born a week after I moved to Utah and Savannah was born 2 months before my youngest daughter, Olivia so I wasn't able to be there when they were born. It was a special experience for me to be there for Sienna.

Today also marks the 4 month anniversary of Dad's death. I know all of us wish Dad could have seen our children grow up but I am so grateful that he has been able to see all of them. I know he can now see all of them very well. :)

~John Sims -"Never to be forgotten! Always to be remembered"

"We love and miss you Dad

Happy Birthday MOM!

2009-05-10T20:44:00.000-07:00

Hello Family and Friends,

I am so sorry for neglecting to post to this blog. It has been extremely difficult for me and I am so grateful to those of you who have e-mailed to let me know you miss the posts.

I couldn't miss today. We celebrated Mothers Day here in the US and my dear Mom celebrated her birthday. I call Mom on a daily basis and today was another one of 'those' hard days. I so wanted to be with her and all I can do is think of last year at this time when I flew over to surprise her for her 70th birthday. That visit was the last time I saw my Father alive.

Not only is she my Mother but she is my dear friend. I know how hard it is to be without my Dad and I cannot even imagine what she is going through. I am looking forward to June when Rebecca, Gary and their children come to visit us and then in July when my Mom comes to visit.

Today I gave the lesson in Relief Society and part of the lesson was about the power of healing. I really wished Dad could have been healed completely of his cancer but I do realize that God knows all and one day we will see him and live with him again. I often wonder who will be the first to see him.

~John Sims - "Never to be forgotten. Always to be remembered" ~

"We love and miss you Dad"

A Butcher's life for Dad!

2009-04-21T21:07:00.000-07:00

I am really looking forward to the weekend. I have been working long days to make up hours so I can take off Thursday and Friday. I have been invited to a Retreat with my friends in St George (Southern Utah). I am really looking forward to it.

I MISS MY DAD SO TERRIBLY!!! I am so heartbroken that he is no longer with us and some days just seem so painful to bear. I thought of how hard he worked during his life. He worked hard to provide for his family and he worked even harder to serve God. The word lazy would never ever be a word to describe Dad. He barely ever sat down. He loved to work hard and the pleasure in his life came from serving God and his fellowmen.

Dad spent many years as a butcher. We were very fortunate growing up as we ate a lot of meat and it was cooked by our Mom who always made great meals. . I remember going into the butcher's shop one day and he was cutting up a pig. As a young child I was just so mesmerised at this. On another occasion when I went in the shop, he had put a pigs foot up his sleeve and went to give me a hug. I about fell over.
As I got older, I would often call him to ask what meat to buy when I was at the store. He loved it when I asked his opinion.

He was such a good Dad. I simply cannot wait to see him again ;)

~John Sims- "Never to be forgotten - Always to be Remembered"

"We love and miss you Dad"

A Special Blessing

2009-04-20T22:08:00.000-07:00

Life without a headache...still puzzles me :)

I wanted to share a very special experience. I don't often talk about this because it is something very special but I want to write it down so that one day when John is old enough he will be able to read this and appreciate this special blessing.

In 1993, I was just starting one of the hardest parts of my life. It was the beginning of a divorce. My Dad was always good at asking his children if they would like a blessing when we were sick or 'just because'. Dad came over to my house one day and said he would like to give me a 'Father's blessing'. In this blessing, he told me that my Heavenly Father wanted me to know that a son was waiting in heaven until the time he could be born into our family. Now I thought this was a very strange thing to say, especially considering the timing. As soon as Dad said "Amen", I immediately asked him why he had said that. He told me he did not remember saying it and seemed somewhat sad as if he had offended me. I knew why he did not remember saying it.......it was something he had not himself planned to say.

When I was pregnant and went to the Doctor for the ultrasound, I told the technician, I knew I was having a boy. I told him it would be my parent's first grandson. (They had 2 grandsons, but this would be their first biological grandson). Brad, the technician asked me how I knew and I just smiled. Sure enough the ultrasound proved I was carrying a son. There was no denying it ....:)

The blessing my Dad gave me was TEN years previous to this. This has been and always will be a very special experience for me.

~John Sims- "Never to be forgotten! Always to be Remembered"

"We love and miss you Dad"

A Migraine and a Scripture

2009-04-19T19:24:00.001-07:00

If you have been following this blog closely, you will remember I posted a while back that my Dad NEVER ever had a headache. I just can't believe that. Not for one minute do I think my Dad would not tell the truth but I just cannot imagine a life without headaches.

Today I have had the nastiest migraine. I am going to go to bed and hope that tomorrow will be much better.

For now, I will share my favorite scripture, Doctrine and Covenants 14:7

"And if you keep my commandments and endure to the end, you shall have eternal life which gift is the greatest of all the gifts of God"

~John Sims. "Never to be forgotten! Always to be remembered!"

"We love and miss you Dad"

Way to go John Jr!

2009-04-18T17:45:00.001-07:00

I was so proud of my son John this morning. He loves to play soccer and I am thrilled about that. His team won 7-0 and John scored 5 of those goals. One of those goals was from one goal to the other. Gene Horne, his coach was very pleased with him.

I am thinking of looking for a little rugby team for him to join but I would be worried he would prefer that to soccer :)

I often wonder if Dad can see all our fun things we do and see our accomplishments. I like to think he can but then I sway to the thinking of how busy he will be. Thinking about it even more, I am pretty sure he can see us and takes delight in seeing us doing good things. I can just imagine him shaking his head at his only grandson playing soccer and not rugby :)

I watched Chelsea defeat Arsenal today for a place in the FA cup final. John enjoyed watching it too. I am now watching Hull City play Sunderland as they fight to stay in the Premiership.

How happy I am that I have been blessed with a son. I will share a special memory tomorrow of a blessing my Dad gave me back in 1993.

~John Sims - "Never to be forgotten! Always to be Remembered"

"We love and miss you Dad"

Joke of the day!

2009-04-17T22:46:00.000-07:00

I made a decision this evening. I get so tired and emotional as I post to this blog and I realized I need to do this during the day. Not that I won't get emotional then but you know how it is when you are really tired and emotional at the same time :)

Until then, my Dad's exact words:

"Why do women live longer than men"

Because they don't have wives......sorry about that! ;)

~John Sims "Never to be forgotten! Always to be Remembered"

"We love and miss you Dad"

Three months ago today!

2009-04-16T20:33:00.001-07:00

Dear Dad

You passed away three months ago and time slowly passes by
There is not one day that goes by when I don't sit and cry
I love you! I miss you! I wish you were back here!
Whilst I know that is not possible, I know that you are near

I miss our chats! I miss our talks! I even miss your jokes!
I remember how kind and compassionate you were to many many folks
How I would love to see you now and embrace and hold you tight
I will continue to do as you taught me and always choose the right

I think of my sweet Mother, your faithful loving wife
and how she has to cope, without you in her life
Your dear Val must carry on and live life the best she can
One day she will be with you again, her sweet and loving man.

Dear Dad, you are missed more and more each day
I cannot really put into words just what I want to say
Thank you! Thank you! from the bottom of my heart
For everything you did for me before we had to part.

~John Sims "Never to be forgotten - Always to be Remembered"

"We love and miss you Dad"

A very sad day

2009-04-15T21:23:00.001-07:00

This will be a very short post. Today has been a very sad day. The Company I work for announced lay offs a month ago and today was the day a bomb dropped.
Many of them were my very good friends. I will miss them tremendously being that I am a demonstrator and an employee.

My heart goes out to all of them and their families.

Tomorrow will mark the 3 month date of my Dad's death. I feel like it has been 3 years.

~John Sims - "Never to be forgotten. Always to be remembered"~

"We love and miss you Dad"

Stampin' Up!

2009-04-14T21:59:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow (Wednesday) is going to be rough on me. I work for a fabulous company "Stampin' Up! I signed up to be a Demonstrator with them back in 2004 and became an employee in 2007. It is the best job I have ever had. Layoffs were announced this past month and it is heartbreaking. We don't know who is on 'the list' until tomorrow. Whether I am or not, there are going to be many tears. Being that it is such a fabulous company makes it just so hard.

Check out www.stampwithmax2.stampinup.net and www.stamptothemax.blogspot.com

Dad was one who always taught me that things happen for a reason. Sometimes in life things don't always go as we would like or would have planned. I am optimistic about tomorrow and I know that I get those genes from Dad. He wasn't easily bothered by things. Life was meant to be enjoyed and we must make the best of whatever situation we were in.

Whether I have my job or not, after tomorrow I will always love the company. I will love the products and the most wonderful friends it has brought into my life.

I have lost the very best friend I have had my whole life. Dad has moved onto much better and greater things and no more has to feel the pains of life.

~John Sims. Never to be forgotten! Always to be remembered!~

"We love and miss you Dad"

He is Risen!

2009-04-13T22:01:00.000-07:00

He is risen! He is risen!
Tell it out with joyful voice
He has burst his three days prison,
Let the whole wide earth rejoice
Death is conquered, man is free
Christ has won the victory

Come with high and holy hymning
Chant our Lord's triumphant lay
Not one darksome cloud is dimming
Yonder glorious morning ray
Breaking o'er the purple east
Symbol of our Easter feast

He is risen! He is risen!
He hath opened heaven's gate
We are free from sin's dark prison
Risen to a holier state
And a brighter Easter beam
On our longing eyes shall stream

~John Sims~ "Never to be forgotten! Always to be remembered"

"We love and miss you Dad"

Choose the Right

2009-04-11T19:24:00.000-07:00

Today I took my van to get the safety and emissions (MOT in England). Whilst waiting, Natalie, Kayleigh, John and I went to a book shop Dad loved to go to when he came to visit. We were sad to see it was closing (rather typical to see these days). Due to the fact they were closing, all the books were 50-75% off. Dad would have loved that. We bought quite a few books and I bought a cute frame which had this saying on it :

"Choose the Right" -------it's more than a hymn title, more than a slogan. It's the only path to happiness" - L. Tom Perry

I have been thinking all day about this (so glad I bought it) and just how true it is. Dad taught his children all his life that "Wickedness never was happiness". He taught that the only way to be truly happy was to do good. I have seen both sides of this. I look back on my life and see how miserable I really was when I was not doing good, although at the time I 'THOUGHT' I was happy.

Thinking of Dad makes me want to be good all the time.

~John Sims~ "Never to be forgotten! Always to be Remembered"

"We love and miss you Dad"

Happy Easter

2009-04-10T08:30:00.000-07:00

Happy Easter!

Today is a very significant day for everyone. It is to be remembered as the day Jesus Christ, our Savior suffered and died for humankind. I have always been grateful for this but ever since Dad passed away, this has meant much more to me. It is because of the Savior's atonement that I can not only see Dad again but live with him forever. That used to be a hard concept for me to grasp, but not anymore.

Dad has taught us all our lives how important it was that Jesus died for us but more importantly that he was resurrected. Some of my friends would often ask why our church did not display a cross either inside or outside the church. I let them know that whilst we believe and are grateful Jesus died for us, we dwell on the fact that he rose from the dead and we celebrate a 'Risen' Lord.

Our tradition for Easter growing up always involved Easter Eggs, chocolate etc. but more importantly, we were taught to remember what Easter was really about. Dad had a firm testimony all his life of the Savior and his mission.

How grateful we all should be that the babe who was born in humble surroundings, who suffered, bled and died for us was resurrected so that we could live eternally one day. I look forward to that day very much.

~John Sims. "Always to be remembered! Never to be forgotten!"

"We love and miss you Dad"

Happy Birthday Rebecca!

2009-04-09T08:35:00.000-07:00

Today is Rebecca's birthday. She is Dad's favorite daughter! Well favorite youngest. I am his favorite oldest daughter :) We both are very blessed to have a wonderful Father. We both wish we could have had him with us much longer than we did, but we know that Dad is in a much better place and is looking just as forward to seeing us again as we are him.

I remember so well the day Rebecca was born. I had just turned 5 years old when Dad told Michael and I that Mom was in the hospital and had just had her baby. Michael was wishing for a brother, I was wishing for a sister. My wish came true.....Michael's wish would come true 2 years later. ;)

Rebecca was born in Ferriby(the outskirts of Hull). I remember feeling so excited when I saw her. Up until this time, I had been the baby of the family but now I was the BIG sister. "Daddy let me can" and "Dubadubadee" are a couple of Rebecca's most famous sayings.

Here are a few pictures of Rebecca

Happy Birthday to my favorite sister....(I can say that as she is my only one!!)

I love you Rebecca and hope you are having a wonderful day. Wish I could be there with you. ;)

~John Sims. "Always to be remembered! Never to be forgotten!"

"We love and miss you Dad"

Fun in the sun AND the water

2009-04-07T21:50:00.000-07:00

This is Lance and I in Hawaii. We had so much fun this day. We drove to the beach and a guy asked us if we wanted to hire a kayak. As we paddled our way 2 1/2 miles across the ocean to Captain Cook's monument, I couldn't help but think of Dad. As I have said before, he loved the water and I knew he would just love it in the kayak. The sun was beating down on us and I told Lance that our marriage relied on him keeping me upright in the kayak. :) He did a good job. Look how beautiful and clear the water is. You could see all the fish. I got 'spiked' by some sea creature on the shore and it stung like heck. We paddled back and the sea was much more choppy on the way back. It was much harder to paddle. As we approached the shore, the waves were smashing against the rocks. I thought for sure we would end up in the sea at this point, but no we were just fine.
We spent lots of time in East Park (Hull, England) growing up. We never had a lot of money, nor did we need any to have a fabulous time together. We would often go in a rowing boat, or a motor boat. Dad loved for us to relax whilst he oared his way around the lake. We even went in the sea on our days at Bridlington. This was a little more scary than a lake :)

This is an 'old' picture taken of East Park. Lots of happy memories!

~John Sims ~ Always to be remembered! Never to be forgotten!

"We love and miss you Dad"

Olivia is 3

2009-04-06T21:50:00.000-07:00

(This is Olivia shortly after she was born)

(This is Olivia on her first birthday)

Dad loved all his grandchildren. He treat everyone of them equally. He didn't get to see or spend as much time with Olivia as I wish he could have. I remember his last visit to the US, (Christmas 2007) he really didn't have much energy at all, but he loved to sing and dance around the room with his grandchildren and Olivia seemed to remember this for so long. Whenever she saw 'Grandad's' framed picture on the TV stand, she would pick it up and sing lalalalalala and swing it in her arms as she danced around the floor.

Olivia had to be born by c-section due to complications during labor. She has been a wonderful addition to our family. I must record her singing "You'll be in my heart" by Phil Collins. Oh my gosh she is amazing.

Happy Birthday Sweetheart!

It was at the time she was born that I got a greater insight into Dad's suffering of his many surgeries. After being cut open and stitched back up and feeling like I had been run over by a train afterwards, I had a greater love and appreciation for the man I knew as my Father who had suffered so many times. He was to have another surgery that proved unsuccessful 10 months later. At this time we did not know about his tumor.

As I looked into Olivia's eyes today, I saw my Dad. I pray that she will grow up to be like him. He left a legacy of love, service, faith and dedication behind.

Here is the new tag line that will appear on all posts now -

John Sims ~ Always to be remembered! Never to be forgotten!

"We love and miss you Dad"

Dad's never failing testimony

2009-04-05T21:09:00.000-07:00

(Beautiful sunset in Riverton, UT)

Today I listened to some wonderful talks from Leaders of "The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints". I really appreciated the talks about Jesus Christ and his atonement, death and resurrection.

I reflected on the testimony borne many times by my Father. He loved when Fast Sunday came around and he had the opportunity to bear his testimony. (For those not familiar with our religion, on the first Sunday of every month members of the church are given the opportunity to publicly bear their testimonies in Sacrament Meeting.) Dad loved to share his. He would always speak with conviction and great faith. Even when he was really sick/ill, nobody could stop him getting up. It was a part of his life. He didn't even need to get up on the stand at church to let people know the divinity of Christ, the life of Joseph Smith and would always give God the honor and the glory. Dad would ask everyone to "Endure to the End" on several occasions. He truly practiced what he preached as he most certainly endured to the end. "I am so grateful that he NEVER EVER lost the testimony he shared for 40 years.

I really miss hearing his testimony, but fortunately, he bore it so often, I can still hear it in my mind. It was as strong as an Ox. There were no fancy words, or stories. He spoke fact and his belief of the gospel was solid. In one of the last testimonies he shared, he said "Some ask "Why me" when they have a life threatening illness. "I say Why not me?" What great faith he had.

Dad knew why he was here, he knew where he came from and he certainly knew beyond any doubt where he was going and that he would indeed be welcomed 'home' by loved ones and would await the day when he would see his family again. I simply can only imagine the day when my Mom leaves this earth. What a blessed reunion that will be.

In the meantime, I know there is lots of missionary work to be done. My Dad lived his life sharing his testimony, telling others of the gospel and serving others. I know he is busy. He will never tire of the work. He will never be sick/ill and I believe bricks are being added to his mansion, even now. (I even imagine him being his usual 'jolly' self and making sure there is a fireplace installed for my Mom ::))

"We love and miss you Dad"

Not Important how a man died, but how he lived!

2009-04-04T20:14:00.000-07:00

Today I listened to a wonderful talk by President Eyring who is the 1st Counselor in the General Presidency of "The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints." I was really touched by his comments. He spoke about taking care of the widows and of course I was touched (in tears) as I thought of my Mother.

I KNOW Dad would not want us moping around or even talking about him not being here. He would want us to be positive. He was such a good Husband and Father and that is why the pain is so unbearable. I miss his jokes, his phone calls, his visits and everything about him. I gave him a real hard time as a teenager and out of his 4 kids I gave him the real run around. I used to be really bothered about these years and now it seems like everything does not matter anymore. What does matter is he was the best Dad and his heart was always full of forgiveness and compassion for all. He always looked out for everyone and helped them whenever he could.

I wrote a quote down today that I will always remember:

"It isn't important how a man died but how he lived". This is so true about Dad. He died a terrible death in my opinion. He was ill for so long, but that is not important in th grand scheme of things. He is free from all his pain now and death was a doorway into the spirit world where he is free from all earthly care. What is important, is how he lived. I know he has no worries (and neither do we) about his judgment day. Doing good was an everyday part of Dad's life. He lived to serve others.

So to all my family and friends AND myself: Though we mourn our great loss and wish beyond anything that Dad was with us and never got ill to begin with, we really have nothing to worry or fear. I can only imagine Dad looking down on all of us and begging, pleading with us to win the race, to fight the good fight just as he did.

I simply cannot wait to see you again Dad.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Loss

2009-04-03T21:52:00.000-07:00

Today I called my Mom as I do everyday. I told her how much I missed Dad and still couldn't believe he was no longer with us. We all miss him so much.

I also let my Mom know how sad I have felt for her recently. She has lost the man who meant everything to her. We all know we will see him again, even live with him again, but it truly is a 'loss' when a loved one dies.

I told my Mom how I really felt for her as she lost her Mother when she was just 17 years old. She has never got over that pain of loss.

I know I will never get over mine.

"We love and miss you Dad"

What makes a Dad

2009-04-02T21:06:00.000-07:00

A Dad is a person who is loving and kind,

And often he knows what you have on your mind.

He's someone who listens,suggests, and defends.

A dad can be one of your very best friends!

He's proud of your triumphs, but when things go wrong,

A dad can be patient and helpful and strong

In all that you do ,a dad's love plays a part.

There's always a place for him deep in your heart.

And each year that passes, you're even more glad,

More grateful and proud just to call him your dad!

Thank you, Dad...for listening and caring,

for giving and sharing,

but, especially, for always being you!

"We love you Dad"

Like Dad, wish I was taller!

2009-04-01T21:18:00.001-07:00

This is a picture of Lance and I in Hawaii this past week. I was laughing when I saw it as I thought of Dad always worrying about his height. He always wished he was taller. Lance is 6'4" and I am 5' 3" and a peanut ;)

Reminds me of the story of David and Goliath from the Bible. (Not that I am referring to Lance as Goliath or in any way that I would ever think of killing him! Knocking him out maybe, killing him No! :) Dad didn't fear any man and I think of David taking 5 stones and killing Goliath. No matter what was asked of Dad he would do it (providing it was for the good). He wouldn't question. He told us as his children many times to not question things that were for the good, but to just do it. He really was a wise and obedient man.

NOW I really did see Goliath in Hawaii : A fantastic basketball player, an awesome singer and a Stampin' Up! board member, Thurl Bailey who actually played the role of Goliath in a movie.

Thurl joked with his wife as she took the picture "Hey did you get Max in the picture?" I actually look 3'5" in this picture :) oh......and don't forget the peanut !

"We love and miss you Dad"

March 31st 1962 - Eternity

2009-03-31T20:10:00.000-07:00

47 years ago today, my beautiful parents were married. In the talk I gave at Dad's funeral, I expressed my gratitude for him remaining faithful to my Mother. My Mother was his world and the fact that they remained faithful to each other is something to ever be grateful for.

Here are a few pictures of the most wonderful couple I am proud to call 'Mom and Dad'.

I want to publicly thank our God for sending me to two wonderful people, John and Val Sims. What an eternal blessing to be grateful for.

"We love and miss you Dad"

A Visit to Hawaii

2009-03-30T22:00:00.000-07:00

Lance and I just spent a fabulous week in Hawaii. It was a total dream of a holiday. It was an all expenses paid trip from Stampin' Up! I am a demonstrator and earned the annual incentive trip. The whole week reminded me of 'Paradise'. I have not visited such a beautiful place in all of my life.

The whole week I thought of Dad. I always think of him but whenever I am near water it triggers memories. Dad loved the water. Whenever there was the opportunity Dad would be in the water.

He never got to see or swim in the Pacific Ocean. I wish I could have made that happen but I do know he is happy where he is. I totally understand he is closer now than the 5,000 miles which seperated us whilst he was on the earth.

How thankful I am for the knowledge of life after death :)

"We love and miss you Dad"

Back to posting!

2009-03-29T15:38:00.001-07:00

I have not posted for a while due to internet issues but mainly due to emotional issues. I can never get through a post without sobbing. Oh dear, I so miss my Father. You know many people say "At least you know where he is" or "He is in a better place". Whilst this is true, I know where Dad would be if he had been 98 when he died.

Today is my birthday and the first one I have never heard 'Happy Birthday' from my Dad. In fact, I cried when I opened the birthday card my Mom had sent me and it didn't have his name in it. I do know he will be sending his love from above and that he wants me to know this everyday.

In every prayer I say, I always thank God for sending me to two wonderful people, my parents. They have done so much for me and been there for me every step of the way. Although Dad is not physically with me now, I can feel his presence and although I really didn't want to go to church today as I was so jet lagged and tired from our week in Hawaii, I could hear my Dad's voice in my mind telling me to get up and go to church. I know that he smiled when I eventually gave in and got up, got ready and went.

I am going to get back to posting daily as I know many of you really enjoy reading our memories and learning more about Dad.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Internet issues

2009-03-10T18:04:00.000-07:00

Hello Friends,

Just an FYI! We are having issues with our internet and as soon as it is fixed, I will be back to posting regularly.

I KNOW many of you will think I am too busy having fun with my new camera but now, just as when Dad was alive, nothing would be more fun than being with him nor talking about memories :)

See you soon!

"We love and miss you Dad"

Always look for the good

2009-03-08T20:33:00.000-07:00

As soon as I looked at this picture for todays posting, my eyes welled up right away. I cannot even see my Dad's face but just looking at even the back of him brought so many memories. Personally I think it's because he has his hand raised :)

Looking back, I did cause my Dad many stressful moments. He was so forgiving by nature that he would often tell me he didn't remember many things I would often remind him of from my past. (PHEW!)

I am so grateful that I had a wonderful Dad. I have received many e-mails and phone calls, amongst one on one conversations face to face from people who have so wished they could have had a special relationship with their Dad. I miss him so terribly. Just to hear his voice used to make my day.

I was able to share an experience today about how Dad always looked for the good in people. No matter what they did or what they said, he always saw the good and the potential. He didn't bear grudges toward people and did not like backbiting and gossip. There were only a couple of people that for reasons we did not know did not speak to Dad. He tried to drum up conversations and to no avail. When he told me about this, I told him not to worry about it, that these people were not worth it and they were boring people anyway who had no clue how to interact with people. Dad would remind me that we needed to look for the good in them. Never ceased to amaze me how much he 'did' look for the good. (and he always seemed to find it!)

A request! Please keep my Mom in your prayers. She is struggling! She has such a tough spirit but she is obviously missing Dad. For me it is getting tougher so I can't even imagine how hard it is on her. If you have a moment to send her a card, I know she will truly appreciate that. E-mail me at maxbritchick@yahoo.com for her address.

"We love and miss you Dad"

My new 'Baby'

2009-03-07T22:19:00.000-08:00

Today I bought a new camera. You may be asking why would I be posting about my new camera and include a picture of the camera on my Dad's blog.

Well...........today was a big reminder of Dad. If Dad were to know how much this camera cost (and I know he was watching me, as I could hear his voice ;) he would fall over laughing. He would have told me how long it would have taken him to earn the money back when he was my age to buy a camera like this.

Even if you didn't know my Dad but have been reading the posts you will know that he never was a monetary man. The camera he owned was not even a digital one. It was the 'old fashioned' one with the 35mm film. He never really was very good at taking pictures. He would normally end up with a bunch of "What on earth is that?" questions as we would look through them. He loved to take pictures and I really wish I had spent some time with him showing him how to get the person in the center of the picture and not right at the very edge :)

Which brings me on to part two of this post. Once I got home and took this 'baby' out of the box and packaging, I came to the conclusion, I may have a better chance of flying a Boeing 737 than handling this piece of equipment. There were 2 DVD's and a HUGE book enclosed giving me full details on how to take wonderful pictures and how to work this 'thing'.

Dad would look at this and want to know where ONE thing was. The button you press to take a picture.

I have a friend at work named Dirk and he is the official Stampin' Up! photographer. (I am a Stampin' Up! Demonstrator. Click here to visit my blog). I am going to ask Dirk for some tips and advice. I know I will be able to bribe him with McVities Hob Nobs ( the chocolate ones of course).

I am planning on putting this 'baby' to good use so keep tuned as Lance and I will be going to Hawaii in two weeks. Calling Kimberly Van Diepen from Colorado : "I may need your help sista!" ;)

"We love and miss you Dad"

Never Ready to Say Goodbye

2009-03-06T21:41:00.000-08:00

We're never ready to say goodbye

To someone we hold dear.

If it were up to us, dear Dad,

We'd always keep you here.

But God has reasons of His own

And plans we cannot know,

And these are always for our good,

Though it may seem not so.

Our arms are empty and our hearts

Are filled with tears and grief,

For we who loved each day with you,

Now find those days too brief.

Yet if we could only heaven see,

We'd know you're happy there,

And we would never call you back

When such great joy you share.

And so we'll trust you to God's great care

And know some day, once more,

We'll hold you to our hearts again

When we reach heaven's door.

"We love and miss you Dad"

What cancer cannot do!

2009-03-05T20:00:00.000-08:00

It cannot cripple love
It cannot shatter hope

It cannot corrode faith

It cannot eat away peace

It cannot destroy confidence

It cannot kill friendship

It cannot shut out memories

It cannot silence courage

It cannot reduce eternal life

It cannot conquer the Spirit.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Families ARE Forever

2009-03-04T20:59:00.000-08:00

What a fabulous evening I just had. I went to our Ward Relief Society birthday party. It is so fun having an 18 year old daughter (Natalie) who got to attend too. Kayleigh, being a Laurel (part of the Young Women program) was invited also. So we got to spend a fun evening together.

We ate fabulous 'Cafe Rio' salads and cup cakes. The food was fabulous and was made not by Cafe Rio but our very own fabulous sisters/friends. Each table had a 'scripture in a frame' as the center piece. One of my friends, Nancy made them. She cut out each cup cake and added them to a matted page. (I will upload it for you to see real soon.) My favorite scripture is in Doctrine & Covenants 14:7 "And if ye keep my commandments and endure to the end, ye shall have eternal life which gift is the greatest of all the gifts of God." Each table had a scripture which was chosen by certain sisters in our ward.

After we had eaten, we were in for a real treat. Patti Epperson (a sister in law of our friends Andy and Jenn) came to speak to us. I orginally thought she had been asked to speak to us about her husband dying as a result of cancer, but I was surprised as I realized she spoke to us about dealing with trials using the scriptures (or at least that is how I interpreted it). I must tell you that I could have listened to Patti all night. It was one of those evenings you just didn't want it to end. It was truly remarkable.

Due to the fact that Dad has just recently passed away as a result of cancer also, I was a little hesitant if I wanted to go. Our friend Jenn told me she was happy to see that I had signed up to attend. (as I have been a naughty girl lately and have not been attending these fabulous get togethers). I am so thankful I did choose to go.

Here are mental notes of Patti's comments. I did not make notes. (One of those times you REALLY wished you had taken a pen and paper - My Dad was known for carrying a pen and notebook with him everywhere he went, to take notes)

Patti and her husband Robbie married in 1995. They had 5 wonderful children. 4 boys and 1 girl. The youngest are twin boys. The thing I was so pleased to see was Robbie was a soccer player. :)

In December 2007, Robbie complained of a headache. He went to the doctor and they couldn't pinpoint what the problem was. He had several tests and then it was revealed that Robbie had cancer.
Feb 14th, 2008 Robbie and Patti went to the Portland, Oregon Temple. I was touched that as ill as he was and looked, they spent their evening at such a wonderful place. Robbie was in a wheelchair now. He passed away on March 6th 2008 just eleven weeks after being diagnosed.

What I saw this evening was a woman of great faith. A woman who was a widow with 5 children at the age of 32. Patti shared scriptures with us which helped (and still help) strengthen her. What a wonderful example she is of overcoming trials. I cannot help but think of how blessed her children are to have such a wonderful Mother.

I remember Dad saying many times to us that he was so grateful that he had seen his children grow up and was able to see them have children of their own. I feel so sad that Dad had to suffer for as long as he did (two years +) and then I think of how Robbie was gone in 11 weeks. All I keep thinking now is I am sure that my Dad has already had a conversation with Robbie.

Another of our friends passed away from cancer the day after Dad. Her name was Darla Thaxton. She served a mission in my home city in England in the 70's. I saw her on a few occasions and she was just so sweet. We chatted about the food in England and she told me she loved 'Trifle', a favorite dessert of mine.

Again, I am reminded of the fact that families are forever and the knowledge we have a life after this one. I firmly believe these 3 people: Dad, Robbie and Darla all passed the test and are safely home no longer suffering from lifes ailments and infirmities. waiting for all their loved ones to one day join them and be reunited forever.

These 3 people have influenced so many lives and I'll bet my Dad has already told Robbie all about "Rugby League" and the fact that Darla served part of her mission in Hull , Dad would have let her know that Hull was the best place on earth.

"Families are Forever"

"We love and miss you Dad"

O Ye Mountains High

2009-03-03T21:39:00.000-08:00

One of the most beautiful things about living in Utah are the mountains. I just love them. Whether it is winter and they are covered in snow or in the fall when they are covered in colorful leaves they are awe inspiring.

Dad loved the mountains. He would always comment on how beautiful they were. He would often talk about the Pioneers making their way to a new home in the west and all the hours and miles they traveled. He would often comment on what they had to go through and spoke about the dead that were buried along the way. Dad always thought that the pioneers amongst others suffered so much hardship that we should always be grateful for what we were blessed with and for not having to go through those particular hardships.

During all of Dad's illness, he never complained. He just told us all we need to endure to the end. What a wonderful example he was to us and all he came into contact with. I will never forget that example. I just wish I could live up to it :)

Click here to read more about the pioneers.

"We love and miss you Dad"

"The Faith of Mary"

2009-03-02T21:14:00.000-08:00

I am not sure how many of you read the comments posted by viewers of this blog so I wanted to post the comments posted by our very dear friend, Alan. This is what he wrote:

Maxine,

Please know that you are in my prayers. I saw the item below, and it reminded me of you.

" The Faith of Mary"

The father, a well digger, strong was he,

And as loving and kind as a father could be.

And Mary his daughter, five years old,

Was very much dearer than millions of gold.

To Mary her father was big, grand and nice,

So each had a treasure, beyond any price.

One day to the well, little Mary was sent

To take daddy’s lunch, how gladly she went.

But when she looked down, not a thing could be seen.

The well, like a pocket, was dark as could be.

The father saw Mary and heard her voice, too,

But made not a sound, just to see what she’d do.

She dropped to her knees, the dear little soul,

And called down, “Oh, Daddy, are you down this hole?”

“Why yes Mary darling, I’m here at your feet,

Just drop my lunch for I’m ready to eat.

Just let it go easy, I’ll catch it alright.

“She did and she saw it fall out of sight.

“Why Mary,” said father, “There’s enough here for two,

Now this is the thing I would like you to do.

You jump down here to me and we’ll eat it together,

Down here in the cool and away from the weather.”

“Oh, daddy, I’m afraid, I can’t see you at all,

Be sure now you catch me and don’t let me fall.”

Then just for a moment she wavered in doubt,

Then closing her dear little eyes she jumped out.

In the darkness, yes, that was the test,

She trusted in faith in her father’s request.

And both were so happy he kissed her and smiled

Because of the sweet trusting faith of his child.

“Oh, sweet little Mary, you put me to shame,

How often my Father has called me the same,

But because it was dark I turned back in doubt.

Refusing the call, though his arms were stretched out.”

One day, Maxine, you will be called to take that leap into the darkness. You will have a dad there that will be there to catch you again.

With love,

Alan.

Thank you for sharing this Alan.

"We love and miss you Dad"

If you could get a glimpse.....

2009-03-01T18:20:00.001-08:00

This picture was taken at the Preston Temple in England, Aug 2007.

This weekend has been really rough for me. I am finding it a little difficult without Dad at the moment. How I would just love to see him, to hear him, and to chat with him just now. I know this is impossible so I should not dwell on it too much but when you have had someone in your life for so long and then just taken away, it really is hard to deal with.

Taking a look at the flowers on the picture reminds me how each year these flowers bloom. I am then reminded that even though it won't be in a year that I see Dad again, one day I will. We as a family are struggling with our loss but we all have the same perfect knowledge of a life after this one.

I think of my Mom who has known Dad for 50 years and has spent almost every day of those past 50 years with him. I think of my siblings, who like me have known a good Dad, one who had time for us, no matter what we asked. I think of my own children and those of my siblings who knew him and loved his presence. How could this not be a loss in our lives?

I try to think on something Dad told me not so long ago "If you could get a glimpse of where I am going, what I will be doing and how happy I will be, you would never want me to come back." This gives me great hope and brings peace to my heart. Actually I am going to make a framed art out of that saying with a picture of Dad on it.

John Sims was truly a man who will be missed for the rest of mortality.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Ruff Day

2009-02-28T20:04:00.001-08:00

I have to be honest! I have had a really rough day today. I miss Dad very much and today has been one of those 'hard' days.

Dad took this picture in May 2006, in Las Vegas NV.

"Until tomorrow"

"We love and miss you Dad"

Soccer Star

2009-02-27T21:12:00.000-08:00

Here is John (jr) at his soccer game. Everyone was having a kick about before it started. I know my Dad would much prefer to look and see him running with a rugby ball. I can coach John at soccer but wouldn't have a clue about rugby.

This picture was taken this past fall (2008). John, like his Grandad loves the outdoors. He will be ready to play again in the Spring.

I was thinking about all Dad's grandchildren today. I realize Natalie and Kayleigh know him so well and then it just breaks my heart when I think how the little ones will grow up not knowing him personally. Oh for sure they will hear about him. We talk about him everyday in our home and Olivia often picks up a picture of Dad and dances around the room with it. (Dad would always dance and swing her around.

So here we are missing Dad/Grandad and we realize that he is closer to us than we can possibly imagine.............all the while wishing his grandson would be playing rugby league :)

"We love and miss you Dad"

BEE HAPPY

2009-02-26T20:39:00.000-08:00

Lance, Mom and I were in Prospect Centre (Mall) when this picture was taken. The cute lady here was collecting money for "Age Concern". I had given some money when Lance took out his camera and the lady was more than happy to have her picture taken. Isn't she so cute?

Dad was all about giving. He didn't die a rich man. (in monetary terms that is) He was known for his generous and giving soul. He would often be seen going into a sandwich shop with a guy who was begging for money. Dad would always give everything he had.

For those of you who were not at the funeral or haven't had a chance to read the talk our good friend Alan gave, (Click here to read it. ) he mentioned how he had gone to visit my Dad after the funeral of our good friend, John Fountain. Dad realised Alan had traveled a long way to be at the funeral and asked Alan if he could give him some money to help out with his petrol/gas. I was not shocked in the least to hear this. Dad did not do this to demean anyone in the least. He simply did it because money was not important to him. He wanted to share all he had.

It has been mentioned many times before and it will be mentioned many times again how Dad lived his life serving his fellowmen and his God. What a wonderful example he was of ALWAYS putting the needs of others before his own. In the case of the story with Alan, here Dad was dying and STILL caring for his friends and did so right until the day he died.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Princes Quay

2009-02-25T21:31:00.001-08:00

Dad was very proud of his place of birth, Kingston Upon Hull, England. He was very proud to be a Brit and loved his home city. He loved to visit us here in the US but Hull was always his home.

This picture was taken Feb 09 at Princes Quay in Hull. It is a shopping center/mall. Dad liked to go in here and he did so pretty often. He would often say "There's nothing like this in America is there love?" and laugh as he was saying it.

This mall has "Security Guards" walking around and Dad would make us laugh when we would see one of them. Dad would say "WOW look at him, I am really shaking with fright"..... oh and that was another thing he said "Look at him, he couldn't knock the skin off a rice pudding."

That was one of the many things I admired about Dad: He had no fear. He instilled that in us. Not to be fearful of anyone. He told that to my brother in law, Gary. Never show fear. Always stand up to people.

His famous saying "The bigger they are the faster I run" and yet I didn't see him run from anyone.......except my Mother when it was pay day (Tee hee)

"We love and miss you Dad"

There is no other.......like my Mother ;)

2009-02-24T20:42:00.000-08:00

This is my beautiful Mother! Can you believe she is almost 71 ;) This picture was taken in Feb 09.

Dad was always so proud of how 'his' Val looked. He would tell everyone how old she was. Mom would get embarrassed and didn't (and still doesn't) like us to tell her age. I love to tell everyone as I think it is awesome. She has 30 years on me and look how wonderful she looks.

They say that when a loved one passes on, you seem to get an inner strength. I have really seen that in my Mom. Of course she has her moments, ROUGH moments I am sure but it is because of our knowledge that we are able to move forward. I will always be grateful to her for all she did for Dad throughout the years they were together, but especially for his last months. I can't even begin to imagine how traumatic that must have been for her.

Now I am in tears, I have to remember that Dad is in a much better place. He told me, not too long ago that if I could get just a glimpse of him and see what he is doing now and how happy he is, I would never want him to come back here. I can just imagine him waiting for the time when 'his Val' joins him.........although I have told her she can never die as I can't go through this pain again. :)

"We love and miss you Dad"

Same place - different time

2009-02-23T20:49:00.000-08:00

(Picture taken Aug 2007)

Isn't it amazing how much we miss something when it is taken away from us?

I miss my Dad's letters. He was always so good at writing. He would always let us know what was going at home and share with us his feelings about his family, his faith and his life.

Dad never complained about what he was having to deal with.

Here is the same location. (Feb 2009)

I couldn't resist asking Lance to take a picture of me standing by the mail box. I got emotional so we had to wait a few minutes so I could compose myself.

I can't mail a letter to Dad nor can he mail one to me, but we both know what we have in our hearts. I have many, many letters that I will treasure forever.

If there is anyone you can think of that would appreciate a letter from you, then I would advise you to send it now. A letter can make someone's day brighter. I don't think Dad realized at the time of his writing and mailing letters just how much they would mean to me.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Dad's final resting place

2009-02-22T19:50:00.000-08:00

"I am the way the truth and the life; No man cometh unto the Father but by me."- John 14:6

I have been thinking so much about resurrection and eternal life just lately. Today as I spoke with my Mom, who is doing remarkably well by the way, I shared with her how I was contemplating life without Dad. If I live to be 80 years old, that will mean my whole life time again without seeing Dad. To me, that is rather unbelievable. I cannot comprehend that.

This is a picture of Dad's resting place. This was taken on the day I flew back to the US, 2 weeks after the funeral. The flowers still looked beautiful. Red and White, the colors of his beloved Rugby Team, Hull Kingston Rovers. I picked a red rose and took it to my Mom.

Can you imagine how life would be if you thought you would never see your loved ones again? If you are someone who doesn't know/believe you will, my heart aches for you. I cannot imagine that feeling. There is no doubt in my mind that I will see Dad again. Not only will I see him, but I will live with him forever. That used to seem hard to imagine for me years ago. Eternity, forever and ever, I could not imagine it. NOW I can. I can imagine how wonderful that will be now I have lost such a special person in my life. I cannot comprehend fully, but I can imagine. Imagination is a wonderful thing. I can imagine living with all my family forever, as I never want to be parted again.

I am just so grateful that my Dad lived his life in such a way that I have no doubt in my mind where he is , what he is doing and where he will be once the judgment day is here.

Whilst at the graveside, the day I left my home city, I said the following :

"Dad, thank you for being such a wonderful Father. I love you so much and my little heart aches so much. I feel saddened you were taken away, and under such heart wrenching circumstances but I am so grateful for the knowledge I have. Until we meet again xxx"

"We love and miss you Dad"

The Great Outdoors

2009-02-21T19:12:00.000-08:00

One of the many things Dad taught me throughout my life and indeed reminded me of during his final year was to always live life to the full. I often wondered how I would ever be able to have fun or literally laugh with Dad's passing but this simple reminder has been great for me.

Dad obviously wouldn't want me or any member of his family moping around and not wanting to enjoy ourselves. "Life is for living" he would often say.

Today, Lance, John, Olivia and I went to our property in Duchesne to have a 'fun day'. Lance often reminds me of how Dad would want us to be enjoying ourselves and so off we went. Natalie and Kayleigh, being teenagers had their own agenda and they had fun going to the salon and getting ready for a birthday party.

It was great to be outdoors. Today was a beautiful day. Warm compared to what we have been used to and a clear blue sky. We had so much fun 4 wheeling and walking around. This property is in the middle of nowhere and was so neat to be there. We have taken Mom and Dad there on several occasions. I had a good ole cry (which always makes you feel better). I found it very hard being in England this past month as there are obviously so many memories there. As Dad loved the outdoors when he visited us here and often commented on how beautiful it was, with the mountains and blue skies, I shed tears as I thought on those memories.

Reality really hit that I never would see Dad again during my mortal life but the tears were quickly replaced by smiles thinking of how joyous life will be in the eternities.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Music at the funeral

2009-02-20T21:28:00.001-08:00

The music which was chosen for the funeral :

Entering -
Organ : How Great Thou Art

Opening Hymn -

Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side.

Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain.

Leave to thy God to order and provide;

In every change, He faithful will remain.

Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend

Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end.

Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake

To guide the future, as He has the past.

Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake;

All now mysterious shall be bright at last.

Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know

His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.

This verse is not in our hymn book but it is worth posting

(Be still, my soul: when dearest friends depart,

And all is darkened in the vale of tears,

Then shalt thou better know His love, His heart,

Who comes to soothe thy sorrow and thy fears.

Be still, my soul: thy Jesus can repay

From His own fullness all He takes away. )

Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on

When we shall be forever with the Lord.

When disappointment, grief and fear are gone,

Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored.

Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past

All safe and blessèd we shall meet at last.

Musical Item -

Come Thou Fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
Mount of God's unchanging love.

Here I raise my Ebenezer;
Hither by Thy help I'm come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.

O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace now like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

Come Thou Fount of every blessing

Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;

Streams of mercy, never ceasing,

Call for songs of loudest praise

Teach me some melodious sonnet,

Sung by flaming tongues above.

Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,

Mount of God's unchanging love.

Closing Hymn -

Our Savior’s love
Shines like the sun with perfect light,
As from above, It breaks through clouds of strife.
Lighting our way, It leads us back into his sight,
Where we may stay
To share eternal life.

The Spirit voice
Of goodness whispers to our hearts
A better choice Than evil’s anguished cries.
Loud may the sound
Of hope ring till all doubt departs
And we are bound
To him by loving ties.

Our Father, God
Of all creation, hear us pray
In reverence, awed By thy Son’s sacrifice.
Praises we sing.
We love thy law; we will obey.
Our heavenly king,
In thee our hearts rejoice.

Departing Music -
Organ "I Believe in Christ"

"We love and miss y0u Dad"

Tribute from a friend

2009-02-19T21:06:00.000-08:00

Our friends Bryan and Chris Skelton are serving as Mission President (and wife) in Singapore. They are both life-long and eternal friends. Here is a message that was shared by Chris. Again, have the kleenex at the ready. It is very touching.

JOHN SIMS
(Part of a talk given at the Singapore Zone Training Meeting)

A few weeks ago we received a phone call from one of our children who told us that a good friend in our Ward back home, John Sims, was so ill with cancer he had been admitted to a hospice and wasn’t expected to live much longer.

We were saddened greatly by the news that we would never see him again this side of the veil, and so I decided to phone his wife, Val, just to let her know that they were in our thoughts and our prayers. As the phone rang, the thought crossed my mind that I was grateful it would be Val I would be speaking to because I wouldn’t know what on earth to say to John. Val answered and we talked for a few minutes.

Then she said something I was totally unprepared for, "Actually, John’s here. He’s just come home for a few hours because he wants to spend as much time at home, whilst he can. He’d love to talk to you." I felt instant panic. What do you say to a dying man except words that sound completely hollow?

John came on the phone and whilst I’m still racking my brain, he said, "Is that you, Chris? I’ve got a great joke for you." John has always told some terrible jokes and I wondered if a spell in hospital had improved them, but it hadn’t – they were just as bad as ever. He said, "I’ve got some new hospital jokes." Then he proceeded to tell me several more jokes and we were both laughing together. This was far from the conversation I had expected and feared.

After a while, John became serious and broached the subject of his health. "I’m going to die, you know, but I’m not in the least bit worried. I know where I’m going and I have no fears whatsoever." Well, I knew he meant that. John Sims would not be worried about dying for two reasons:

Firstly, he had a testimony of the gospel that was a mile high and knew that death was simply a passing on to greater things.
Secondly, when John finally met His Maker, he could look Him straight in the eye and honestly say that he had done his best to keep the commandments and the covenants he had made.

Eventually, the phone call came to an end. I had phoned Val just to try and uplift her a little by letting her know we care. Instead, I was taught by a dying man about courage, strength of testimony and spiritual preparedness (with a few corny jokes thrown in for good measure).

In our opinion, John was still too young to die, but if I’ve learned one thing from visiting a number of cemeteries, it is that death does not have much to do with old age. We can be taken at any time. How crucial it is that we are ready and remain ready.

I hope we can all follow this example and when our great call comes, find ourselves like John Sims – constantly faithful and enduring in righteousness to the very end!

Thank you Chris. We love you!

Heading for the kleenex :)

"We love and miss you Dad"

For my Dad

2009-02-18T20:37:00.000-08:00

I also spoke at Dad's funeral. He asked if I would play the piano but I told him they didn't work underwater.....:) I was really surprised (as were many others) how I controlled myself and didn't cry all the way through this. As much as I miss Dad, I am so much more at peace now I know he is no longer suffering.

What a glorious day this is! Thank you for being here to share this special time with us as we pay tribute and respect to our husband, father, grandad, brother, uncle and friend. A man who will be truly missed. A man who touched so many hearts, lives and souls.

I would like my Dad's brother and sisters to know that he thought the world of you your husbands, wives and children. He loved to visit you. I am glad that I got the many chances to visit with him. He often spoke about each of you individually with kindness, I might add. I would like to thank all the Macmillan and Marie Curie nurses. I think you do a wonderful job and I appreciate all you did for Dad.

My wonderful husband Lance, is on standby. If I can't get through this today he will come up and take over. I have to thank him so sincerely for all he has done to enable me to see my Mom and Dad during the years I have lived in the US. I have so many memories of the past 7 years alone. Thank you Lance.

I have had to condense my thoughts. With 40 years of memories it could have been about 8 hours so I had to squish it all into 10 minutes.

What comes to your mind when you think of John Sims? Having spent so much time with him in person, on the phone and through letters I can think of so many wonderful things. Dad was a person whose word truly was his bond. If he said he would do something, he would do it. The important thing here is he would do it with a loving heart and a caring soul. He would not complain nor wish he had not been asked. He truly loved and lived to help others. I asked him why he had taken a different way home one day and he said it was because he was looking for people who may need his help.

Dad loved to associate with everyone. It didn't matter what walk of life they were from he could strike up a conversation with anyone. He really lived up to the scripture in Matthew 25:40 "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me."

Dad was never one to think of anything in monetary terms. He was happy with his life and money didn't mean anything to him. He paid his tithing without fail and Mom continued to do so right to the very end for him. He always thought about the homeless and those without. He wanted to help all who needed it and never thought about being paid for it.

Dad's sense of humor was something that will always make me smile and will help me get through the sadness that comes with this loss. He was known for his jokes and by the way he wanted you to know that if you still owe him the tenner you need to give it to my Mom. I am assuming for all the people he said that to, my Mom will be a Millionairess.

Missionary work was a very important part of Dad's life. He loved to talk about his faith and shared a message with all he came into contact with. He is a legend amongst Missionaries who have served in this ward and many others he came into contact with. He did all he could to further the work and spent countless hours with the Missionaries. I know he is now doing what he did best on this earth.

His love for reading was well known. He really enjoyed learning and one thing I wish I had a record of was how many pages/books he has read. When he would visit us he would always have books to read and when he had read those, we would go to the bookstore to buy more. In honor of this, I have decided to write a book about Dad. The title will be John Sims, My Father, My Hero, My Friend.

My Mom got salmonella, a form of food poisioning and was in the hospital for quite some time. Dad had to take care of us and my biggest memory of that was his cooking skills. I think that is when I grew to really love fish and chips:) We ate many sandwiches and beans on toast and on the Sunday we thought we were in for a right treat when he told us we would be having meat pies. When he placed them on the table, I raised my eyebrows and said "Dad these look a bit pale, they are not cooked." He replied " Ohhhh they are fine, besides we asked a blessing on them" I answered "Yes and I am sure they asked a blessing on the food at the wedding"

One of our famous memories was when I bought a leather jacket. I had wanted it for so long and being a single Mom at the time, I couldn't afford much. I ordered the jacket from a catalog company and was so pleased to see how great it looked when it arrived. On the day it arrived, Dad asked if I wanted to go out for the day with him and my Mom and of course I wore this fabulous jacket. It was a rather warm day and decided it was too warm for this jacket. I placed it in the trunk/boot of the car. The next day I realized where I had left the jacket and called Dad. "Dad I left the jacket in your car" There was a long silence when suddenly Dad confessed he had taken some clothes that very morning to DR Barnado's charity shop and YES my beautiful jacket which I had worn only once and for about 30 minutes was amongst the clothes he had dropped off. He told me he would go to the shop and let them know what had happened. Alas, not good news. The jacket was nowhere to be seen. Dad was convinced the jacket never even made it to the shop floor. A lesson was learned that day, apart from the fact I never left ANYTHING in the car again, that worldly possessions were really not that important, not important enough to follow through with the fact I wanted to scream at him. He taught me then that "if our family was alive and well then nothing else mattered" I now think it is time to get the leather jacket back :)

Dad suffered with Bowel Cancer in the early part of this decade. He had surgery which proved to be successful. A special memory for me was when I went to visit him in Castle Hill hospital. Usually I visited him in the evening due to my work schedule. On this occasion, I visited him just after lunch. As I walked into the hospital ward, I saw him just laying there and my heart was full. I reached for his hand and he had tears streaming down his face. He told me that just that very minute he had prayed and asked God to send him an angel to comfort him and as he said "Amen" I walked in the door.

Rugby League meant everything to Dad. This was the one and only thing Dad and I did not have in common. I was converted to football. I told Dad I could answer every question about football except one........How much Gum Alex Ferguson has chewed in his life. "This past May, I watched Manchester UTD win the Premiership Cup, Hull City get into the Premiership and England beat the US all with Dad. Every now and again he would say "Oh int this a load a rubbish. Nowt like rugby is it. That's a real mans game."

Whilst I was waiting for my connecting flight to Manchester in the US this past May, I overheard a guy on his cell phone calling his wife. I told him after his conversation how good it was to hear the British accent. We chatted for a while and this guy, whose name was Mark told me how the one thing he missed when he came to the US was Rugby League. I looked at him almost shocked and said "WOW you sound like my Dad, he says the very same thing. I told Mark how my Dad had played for Hull Kingston Rovers and he asked me his name. "John Sims" I replied. Mark answered, I remember him. I used to play for Bradford Northern. Johnny Sims, That guy was like lightening when he ran down that field. We talked about Roger Millward, Steve Mcnamara and Len Casey and I really did try to act like I had an interest in rugby. He was rather shocked when I told him I preferred Football.

Planning this trip to England this past May has been one of the best decisions of my life. We had so much fun together. I followed Dad round like a little lost pup. Every where he went I was right there with him. As usual, we went to visit many people.

I learned many lessons and good things from Dad. He taught us all well. His love for my Mother has been so apparent over the years. He didn't like to spend anytime apart from her.He lived for her. He couldn't have lived without her. Mom "Thank you so much for all you did for Dad. He loved you more than anything in this world. I know he joked around that you struck oil when you married him, but he knew it was the other way round. As you know Dad always asked me if there was anything he could do for me in every phone call. I used to tell him "the best thing you can do for me is to love my Mother" In all my life, I have NEVER seen anyone love his wife more. One who wanted to be with his wife every minute of every day and feel incomplete if he was not around you.

He would tell me that the best thing I could do for him was to take care of you when he was gone. I promised him I would and I intend to keep that promise. Thank you for granting him his last wish - to die at home. Had it not been for your caring nature and your unconditional love for him, that wish would not have been granted.

There are obviously so many more memories I could share about Dad and we really would be here for another 8 hours if I shared them. I could go into detail about the time he put shelves up and not long after I put the books on the shelf, it was hanging on one side whilst the books were on the floor in a heap. He locked himself out the house one day and I had to climb in the bathroom window. Good job that was 20 years ago and before I had 4 children.

In closing my remarks today, I would like to share my analogy of my Dad and Chess. He loved to play chess. It really was the only time he sat still. I remember him chatting with Uncle Gordon on the phone when Mom and Dad visited us last Christmas. Dad told him that I had just beat him at chess and that he had let me beat him. I said "No you didn't" and Dad said "Yes I did"......I told Dad he should be proud of the fact I had beat him, it showed I had a good teacher.

The pawn - I think of this piece as one of importance. Although this piece is the smallest it is the most powerful. One of Dad's famous sayings on the rugby field was "the bigger they are the faster I run". He never worried about wealth or possessions. He always wished he was taller. Although Dad was short in stature he was a giant amongst men.

The Castle/Rook - The object of a castle is to protect, be a safe place. Dad always protected his family and provided a safe place for us.

The Knight - Dad was our Knight in shining armor.

The Bishop - Dad was the Bishop of this ward

The Queen - He always referred to our Mom as his Queen. He loved her more than anything in this world and always wanted her to be by his side.

The King - Dad is the King. Dad's life was not a stalemate. It was not defeated. His body was plagued with a disease but his spirit lives on and one day we will be reunited.
I am so thankful for the many happy memories I have of my Dad. He will always be in my heart and forever in my thoughts

I love you Dad
In the name of Jesus Christ Amen

"We love and miss you Dad"

John's Funeral

2009-02-17T20:21:00.000-08:00

There were so many people at Dad's funeral. If you knew him well, that won't be a surprise. I was impressed to see so many people there as I knew there would be. The flowers were beautiful, as was the music and how my Mom composed herself as well as she did, I will never know. What an angel xxx The refreshments afterwards were so well prepared and appreciated. It was so nice to sit and chat with people whose lives were touched by Dad. I am biased of course, but I believe this funeral was the most special of all funerals I have been to.

One of Dad's very good friends, Alan was asked by my Father himself to speak at his funeral. We love Alan just as he loves us and I am so thankful Alan sent his talk to me so I could post it here.

WARNING: Have your kleenex ready!

There are times in our lives where we receive great gifts. Sometimes even in those great gifts there are some that stand out. When John asked me to speak at his funeral I took it as one of the greatest compliments that I have ever received.

Many centuries ago a man by the name of Job asked a question that many of us have probably asked ourselves at some time. Maybe we have asked ourselves this question since the passing of John, and maybe even this morning. Job simply asked, "If a man dies, will he live again? (Job 14:14.)

Over the centuries men have tried to answer this question through science, logic, poetry, religion, psychology, etc. The only common factor is that they disagree with each other on the answer.

Madame Marie Curie, the world renowned physicist is quoted, after her husband’s funeral as saying, "We buried Pierre today. He is sleeping his last sleep. It is the end of everything, everything, everything." It sounds as if her answer to Job’s question would have been, "No."
Another great scientist said, "To believe that man came about by accident is the equivalent of believing that the Unabridged Oxford Dictionary could come about as the result of an explosion in a printing works." His answer to Job’s question appears to be "Yes."

I believe that mankind did not come about by accident. I believe we were created by a loving Heavenly Father. The English poet, William Wordsworth, speaking about our birth, said,
"…Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar: Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness,But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home:…"
Ode. Intimations of Immortality. (William Wordsworth.)

A young lady, Jeanette Szabo, was captured by the Gestapo during World War Two, and mercilessly tortured in order to release the whereabouts of her fiancé. Rather than betray him she suffered all that was done, and was eventually shot to death. After her death a note was smuggled to her fiancé that said;

The life that I have Is all that I have And the life that I have Is yours
The love that I have Of the life that I have Is yours and yours and yours
A sleep I shall have A rest I shall have Yet death will be but a pause
For the peace of my years In the long green grass Will be yours and yours And yours."

Her life was immortalised in the movie, "Carve her name with pride," starring Virginia McKenna. Jeanette’s answer to Job’s question would have been a resounding, "Yes."
What of Job himself? Did he have an answer for his question? He did, and it is magnificent. It comes just five chapters later. It resounds beautifully down the centuries. He said:
"23 Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!
24 That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
25 For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
26 And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
27 Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
( Job 19:23 - 27)
That is a definite, clear, wonderful "YES," Job had confidence and faith in his Redeemer, and his Redeemer will not let him down.

Job did not have an easy life. He was described by God in the following words: "…there is none like him in the earth, a perfect and an upright man, one that feareth God, and escheweth evil?..." (Job 1:8) All that Job had was taken from him, his children, his wealth, his health. The suffering caused him to make the statement:

"For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me." (Old Testament Job 3:25) His family, seeing his suffering told him to "…curse God, and die…" His response is so John Sims-esque. He said simply, "…"Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD." (Job 1:21)

John Sims, like Job of old has been called upon to suffer. I recall when he had to finish playing his beloved Rugby League due to an injury that left him in much pain. Sometimes just to move led to excruciating suffering. The doctors told him that it was psycho-sematic. In other words the pain was "all in his mind." For many years he was to undertake that suffering, and had insult added to injury when they took him to a local hospital, and gave him electric shock treatment, to "get this out of his mind." John suffered all of that, and still was positive.

After years of suffering the doctors finally discovered that when John had injured his ribs in a rugby match he had somehow trapped a nerve between his ribs. Every time he moved awkwardly the nerve ends would be shredded, causing much pain. When this was discovered there were those of us who told him to sue the doctors and the hospitals. His response was so typical of the man we all love and respect. He put things so succinctly, "I’m just grateful to have my health."

In later life John was called upon to suffer cancer of the bowel, and undertook many bouts of chemotherapy. He never complained, and was an example to all who saw and visited him. He was cheerful, and always had a joke for everyone. John was called upon to suffer more cancers that eventually took his life. His courage was there for all to see. There was never a "Why me?" He knew that he would eventually win, as he had total conviction that his Father in Heaven would not ask him to suffer beyond his ability to withstand. When asked why the Lord would ask him to suffer in this way, his response was "Why not?"

Whenever I think of John I always think of courage, perseverance, patience, strength, faith, humour, love and example.
That we will meet John Sims again is beyond doubt. Whilst John’s body has passed through death, his real self, his spirit, lives on, and will progress and grow. He will meet again with loved ones, and have glorious reunions. My guess is that after meeting his relatives he will seek out his beloved Joseph Smith. (Maybe Joseph will even seek him out.) There has surely never been a more avid student of the Prophet Joseph.

One day we will also pass beyond the veil, and will meet John again. I know that when my own time comes I will hear, amongst that welcoming throng, a voice that says, "Hey Alan, UP THE ROBINS….By the way, have you got that tenner you owe me?" (One of his very favourite jokes, and one of his best known. How many of us have fallen for that one.)

I know that the answer to Job’s question is "Yes." We will live again, and this is down to the Atoning Sacrifice of Job’s Redeemer, and our Redeemer, Jesus Christ. I have tried to find a poem that sums up how I feel about this, but could not find one. As a result, I have tried to write one. You will quickly see that I am no Wordsworth or Tennyson, but the poem sums up how I feel.

Where, O death, now is thy sting? Where, grave, thy victory?
A Son of God has come to earth, and set thy captives free.
Not in riches did he come, He was born in poverty.
In a stable in Bethlehem, but King of Kings was He.
He walked the dusty paths and roads by the Sea of Galilee,
He called upon the fishermen, and said, "Come, follow me."
They dropped their nets, and followed Him. They did so immediately.
And they became the fishers of men that He had promised they would be.
He healed the sick, the lame could walk, He caused the blind to see.
They brought their children to be blessed by Him, He cured men’s leprosy.
And when Mary and Martha lamented their loss, He showed His power over thee,
He called Lazarus from the tomb, and from thou, death, he was set free.
He called to the boisterous waves, "Be still," and He walked upon the sea.
And when my heart is filled with pain, He brings His peace to me.
He took upon him the sins of the world in the Garden of Gethsemane.
There he was betrayed by one He loved, and was taken to Calvary.
They took Him up to Golgotha’s Hill, and nailed him to a tree.
He hung and suffered on the cross, and did so for all my friends and me.
And now when death a loved one takes, through tear-stained eyes we see
That death, thou really hath no sting, and grave no victory.
For death is swallowed up in Him, and holds no fears for me.
Through Resurrections miracle the grave is but temporary,
And all this was done through love, and Grace by this Son of Deity.
Yes, death, you are beaten for all time, for CHRIST’S is the victory.

All of us will try to leave some things behind for our children. For some it will be money, for some it will be a house, a car, a watch, a necklace or some other possession of financial worth. John Sims has never been one for accumulating wealth. He truly lived in the world, but was never of the world. He was never going to be rich. Everything he had would be regularly given to the poor and needy. The last time I met him in this life was so typical of the man. Gina and I came up to Hull for the funeral of John Fountain, and spent the afternoon after the funeral with John and Val at their home. As it approached time to leave for home, John pulled out some money, and said, "Alan, it must have cost a lot for you to come up here today. Let me give you something towards the cost.

John has truly learned that to give is better than to receive. I know that John will not leave a great deal of financial gifts to his children, but he will leave them wealth untold. These gifts are beyond rubies and gold. He has left them gifts such as truth, courage, example, fidelity, strength, faith, integrity, caring, love, obedience, knowledge.

When people judge other men they have set guidelines that they will judge them by as either success or failure. Often they will judge them by position, wealth, possessions, rank, profession, sporting prowess, looks, dress and status symbols.

John Sims' life here stands huge as a success in anyone’s "book." He is a great husband to his beloved Val. This is an example of a perfect couple. They were like Morecambe and Wise, Abbot and Costello, Little and Large. If you saw one, you saw the other. John is a great father. Just look at his children, and you see his success. Both sons served missions, and his sons and daughters are all sealed in the Temple of the Lord.

He was a great Bishop. When I was a young missionary he was my Bishop. There were three missionaries serving from the ward. Each of us, John Fountain, Neilson Forsberg and I, would get a letter every week from our beloved Bishop. This was before the computer and word processor. Each letter was handwritten and geared to the needs and personality of the individual. I still have mine at home. He also travelled all of the way to Merthyr Tydfil (Wales) to marry Gina and I. There is no Bishop I would rather have had to marry Gina and me.

John is a great friend. There is nothing he will not do for his friends. In forty years as his friend I have always known that my name was safe with him. If you have John Sims as a friend, no-one, but no-one will ever say anything bad about you in his presence. He loves his friends, and we love him.

Here lies a great Latter-day Saint. He has been faithful for over forty years. He is as good up close as he is at a distance. Sometimes people are to all outward appearances good, honourable people, but when you spend time around them, close up, you discover that they are not as good as they appear in outward appearance. In forty years as a close friend of John Sims he is the same no matter where he is or who he is with. He does not have two sides. What you see is what you get.

I recommend John Sims’ way of life to you. He is a noble son of his Father in Heaven. I bet when he gets to the Pearly gates he gets Peter with that tenner joke. I unreservedly love and admire him.

I know that God lives, that Jesus is the Christ, and that John Sims lives on. We will see him again, and when we do, we will see that sincere look straight in the eye that was his trade mark. We will receive that firm and uncompromising handshake. We will still owe him that tenner. We will hear again that confirmation that he loves us, and has missed us, and if we go where he is, we will dwell in the presence of God forever.
In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.

Thanks Alan. I have just used a rather large amount of kleenex. I am so grateful to Alan for sending this to me. I was listening at the funeral but obviously my mind was wandering so it was great to be able to read this and share with you our friends and Dad's grandchildren.

"We love and miss you Dad"

Carrying on!

2009-02-16T20:17:00.000-08:00

It has been ONE month since Dad passed away and I miss him so much. I have lots of memories still to share including memories of his funeral and our trip to England.

I have been asked if I am going to stop posting to the blog now. The answer to this question is, absolutely not ;)

Join me tomorrow as I am back in full force to share the legacy that this great man has left behind.

"We love and miss you Dad"

May I take your order please?

2009-01-26T20:09:00.000-08:00

This is a picture of my beautiful niece, Samantha. I have always loved this picture. Her cute little dress is so adorable. I just love how she has her hands and fingers positioned.

I am all packed and ready to leave for England. I am really looking forward to seeing my nieces and enjoying my short time with them. I wish they all could have had more time to spend with their Grandad, but the time will come when they will be able to spend ALL time and eternity with him.

I am so very tired as I have made lots of cute things for my Mom. The one thing I am looking forward to is enjoying a good chinese take away. Chinese Resturants in the US are just not the same as they are in England. My absolute favorite is "Prawn Curry". Dad and I would always share and as he didn't like prawn I would order Chicken Curry. He could never eat a full portion, even before he got ill.

I am just reminded now of Dad's joke he used to tell. Click here to read the post.

I really miss hearing Dad's jokes. He always loved telling them, even if we had heard them so many times before :)

It's no joke I really miss him and love him so very much :)

"We love and miss you Dad"

In memory of Lewis Preston

2009-01-25T17:36:00.000-08:00

My dear Dad,

I love you more than words can say. You have fought and suffered so long now. You have been so brave. You have fought a good fight and you came off conquerer. Cancer killed your body but not your spirit. Your spirit is now free of all earthly pain and sorrow.

Thank you for being such a wonderful Dad. You have been such a good friend to many and a fine example to all.

I will forever keep my promise to you and look after your beloved wife Val, our Mother.

'Til we meet again dear Dad

Your loving daughter

Maxinexxxxx

This was the tribute I paid my Dad online in his local newspaper. I am just so thrilled I am feeling his presence. I hope it continues always.

I was chatting with my cousin Tina today and we talked about life after death. Her son, Lewis died in a tragic accident and she knows the real pain and sting of death. I remember when I heard this devasting news. I had just recently moved to the US. I just can't even imagine how my cousin felt when this happened. She has been so strong.

My Dad would often talk to me about Lewis and tell me how he knew Tina and Phil would see their son and live with him again. Tina told me my Dad wrote them a letter when Lewis died and he explained this in the letter. Dad was very open with his belief on a life after this one and I honestly know that the reason I am coping so well now is because he passed that belief on to me.

"We love you Dad"

"You'll be in my Heart"

2009-01-24T19:53:00.000-08:00

Today I got to chat with my Mom (as I do every day) and all my siblings. We are all suffering in our individual ways but we all have a knowledge of the resurrection and the fact that we will live together one day. It has been 8 days since Dad passed away. What a legacy he has left behind. I am so proud that he was and is my Dad. He was a great example to me and as my older brother Mike said today "I feel as if I can't do a thing wrong as I know Dad is watching me". Yeh how true is that. This has made me want to do even better, to try even harder so I can one day get to be where I know he will be.

I am busy packing my case and getting things ready for our upcoming trip across the pond :) It will be a very emotional one, but it will be a great one too. Great in the fact that I know Dad will be watching over us.

I was looking at some pictures of Dad as Olivia was watching Tarzan. Suddenly, I felt very emotional and tears streamed down my face as I heard these words sung by Phil Collins

Come stop your crying, it will be all right

Just take my hand, hold it tight

I will protect you from all around you

I will be here don't you cry

For one so small, you seem so strong

My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm

This bond between us can't be broken

I will be here don't you cry

And you'll be in my heart

Yes, you'll be in my heart

From this day on

Now and forever more

You'll be in my heart

No matter what they say

You'll be here in my heart Always

Why cant they understand the way we feel

They just don't trust what they can't explain

I know we're different but deep inside us

We're not that different at all

And you'll be in my heart

Yes, you'll be in my heart

From this day on

Now and forever more

You'll be in my heart

No matter what they say

You'll be here in my heart always

Don't listen to them, cause what do they know

We need each other, to have and to hold

They'll see in time, I know

When destiny calls you,

you must be strong

I may not be with you,

but you gotta hold on

They'll see in time, I know

We'll show them together cuz...

You'll be in my heart I believe, youll be in my heart

I'll be there from this day on

Now and forever more

You'll be in my heart

No matter what they say

You'll be here in my heart always

I'll be with you I'll be there for you always

Always and always

Just look over your shoulder Just look over your shoulder

Just look over your shoulder I'll be there always

Click here to listen to the song

"We love and miss you Dad"

Questions

2009-01-23T19:46:00.001-08:00

This picture was taken in December 2007 in Utah.

Lance was taking my Mom and Dad to see Jerry Bott (the missionary who baptized my Dad) in Castle Dale, Utah.

I often imagine what my Dad was thinking as he suffered so long with cancer. I am sure he was wondering things like "How long do I have left?", "What do I need to get done before I go?", "How will my family cope when I am gone?" I do know his greatest worry was my Mom. He knew all his children were married with children and they were happy but he was always wondering about my Mom. He told me on many occasions she was his greatest worry and made me promise to look after her. I made that promise and intend to keep it.

He never asked the question "Why me?" In fact he would say "Why not me?" He never complained. He knew that whatever he would go through would be for his own good and God would never give him anything more than he could bear. I on the other hand did ask the questions...."Why did my Dad have to get the cancer?" "Why did he have to suffer?" I have come to the conclusion that "WHY" questions always lead to more and more questions and we don't have the answers. I like to focus on "WHAT" questions. "What if Dad had passed away when I was much younger?", "What if Dad had not been the great man he was?" "What am I going to do continue his legacy?" and finally "What am I going to do, to get to where he will be?"
These questions can be answered much more easily.

I realize there are questions that cannot be answered just now but one day I know we will find out all the answers to our questions. I am just so grateful for the knowledge I have that I will see and live with my wonderful Father one day.

My Dad himself answered that question for me.

"We love and miss you Dad"

My promise to Dad

2009-01-22T19:14:00.000-08:00

This picture is our son, John. It was taken at one of Lance's birthdays celebrations, I just don't remember which one :(

The reason for this picture today is because it reminded me of how I gave up caffeine 'because my Dad asked me to.' It always bothered him that I drank caffeinated drinks. The fact that I drank 8 32oz Dr Peppers per day did not help. He would often tell me how he wished I did not drink it. During his last visit to our home, he was really getting weaker and weaker and he asked me again if I would give it up.

This time I decided it would be for real. I was willing to do it. I would have literally done anything he asked of me at this point. Why didn't he ask me to give up all the fattening and tasty food........? ;)

On January 7th 2008 I drank my last caffeinated drink. I can honestly say I have not had even one sip of one since. I was so worried that I would suffer with the caffeine withdrawals and wouldn't be able to keep up to my promise. I didn't get one single headache. He told me the best way to give up any habit was to 'just do it'. I wanted to cut back to maybe 4 a day instead of 8, but that wasn't the deal. I had to do it NOW.

I know the fact that he asked me to give it up is what made me do it. Had anyone else asked me, I don't think, ok I wouldn't have been so accomodating.

When I saw this picture of John today, it reminded me that Dad has passed away knowing that I had done what he had wanted me to do for years. I smiled as I remembered the promise.

"We love and miss you Dad"

A Beautiful Vista

2009-01-21T19:34:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken at Capitol Reef, UT, USA in 2007.

Dad really enjoyed the outdoors. He was at his happiest when he was out and about. He loved the scenery. He enjoyed walking (obviously before he got ill). He would always look at something and say "Look at that vista Val". He loved to tell me that it wasn't as beautiful as Hull. :)

I am reminded of a memory that happened in the 90's. My Mom and Dad, Rebecca and Jared lived in Loa, UT when I lived in Dallas, TX.

Dad was in his car and asked Jared if 'it was clear'. He was wanting to back up and wanted to know if there was anything behind him. Jared saw that it was clear and said "Yes". Dad backed up ..........right into a rock. He got out the car to investigate and couldn't understand why Jared had said it was clear. They were in the 'middle of nowhere' and Jared didn't think to let Dad know there was a rock there, he was looking for cars.

We didn't let Dad or Jared forget it. We loved that memory and always had a good laugh talking and thinking about it.

I am so grateful I am feeling my Dad's presence. He has always been a great man and has helped me with many things in my life. My friend Krista, cut my hair this morning and we were talking about our Dads. Her Dad is suffering with Alzheimers and we were both sharing memories and thoughts. It is such a peaceful feeling to know that there is a life after this one and one day we will all be reunited.

Today has been the first day I haven't spoken to my Mom in a L-O-N-G time. She didn't answer the phone so I knew they were most likely running errands. Jared and his family flew to England from South Africa. I am so used to my Mom answering the phone every time I call. I really missed speaking with her today. My heart aches for her. I am missing Dad so much that I can't even bear to imagine how she must be feeling. How I look forward to seeing her next week.

"We love you Dad"

The best Mom and Dad there is!

2009-01-20T21:20:00.001-08:00

This picture was taken in May 2007 in York, England. Look how tiny the road is... I love it!

We were having a fun day. The best part of it for me was simply being with two people who have brought so much joy into my life, my Mom and Dad. We shared memories and talked about life in general. Dad was feeling ill but he never complained. He loved the outdoors and really lived life to the full.

Oh how I miss him! I am trying to be strong and remember where he is and what he is doing, but it is painful. I am sure you can tell that we are a close family and spent so much time together. During this visit to England, I spent every minute of every day with Dad. Wherever he went, I was right there with him.

Whilst I never would have wanted him to suffer, I have been so grateful that we have had these past 2 years to really get to know each other well. I have always loved my Dad but during these past 2 years things have been so different. The things that seemed to bother me before, didn't bother me. I have got to know him so well by asking questions and generally wanting to know about his life. He told me on many occasions that my Mom was his life. If he didn't have her, life would be too painful for him. He joked around by saying how blessed she was to be married to him, but would soon tell us he was messing and that he was the blessed one.

Personally I think they were both blessed. I think my siblings and I were too. We got the best Mom and Dad there is.
"We love you Dad"

Missionary Monday

2009-01-19T22:43:00.000-08:00

What a wonderful surprise to receive this message from a Missionary who served in Hull way back when I was 7 years old :) This is a picture of Elder & Sister Wright.

Elder Wright wrote:

"I had the privilege of knowing John when he was in his prime. He was Bishop John Sims to me......and his counselors were Brother Stan Metcalf, retired from the fisheries..... and Brother Roy, from Scotland. I served in 1975, living above Pramland and Mr. Moxin's for the six months I was honored to serve in Hull East Ward. Your son Jared got me to the blog site that your daughter Maxine has been running and I went through it all. I had some priceless thoughts as I went through it. I remembered many memories, and I must be one of the old ones, as it seems like just yesterday ......when I saw the picture of Bishop Sims and President Ian Swanney in active leadership in Yorkshire, attending to general conference.

I love John. I know he loved me. I am now on a proselyting mission in Hawaii with my wife Sandi. We work in a ward on the Big Island of Hawaii on the south point of the island for an 18 month assignment. John would love it here and he would just love the people. They are his type. My heart goes out to you. My heart goes out to John. He is a good man. I remember his firm handshake; his jokes; his zeal for the work; his love of what was right; his mischief; his laughter and his ear to ear smile; his passion for everything he did; his testimony; his rugby. I will always hold a special place in my heart for him."

Mahalo,

Elder Jeffrey Wright
England Leeds Mission
1974-1976

This message was written whilst Dad was still living and was sent for my Mom. Thank you for sending this to me Elder Wright. It amazes me how people remember my Dad from years ago for his many attributes. He truly was awesome. (and still is ;)

"We love you Dad"

Touching Messages

2009-01-18T17:53:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken in May 2008 in Hornsea, England.

Today at church our friend Byron announced the passing of my Father. He mentioned ward members had enjoyed my Parents company and their testimonies. How he would be missed and how he knew my Dad had gone back to live with our Father in Heaven. Our Stake President also mentioned in his talk how my Dad was the most friendliest person and how he enjoyed his presence in meetings. Elder Fife, a missionary from our Stake who had served in my Parents ward (Hull 2nd) had told President Mills that my Dad wanted to be remembered to him and to say Hi and ask how he was doing. It was very touching.

I was wondering what memory I may share with you today. I have really felt my Dad's presence and I have been reminded over and over of the legacy he has left behind. I have been inundated with the most wonderful messages and I want to share some of them with you. These are all messages from friends in our neighborhood. Dad was always so happy that I had such good friends.

Maxine, I'm sorry to learn about the passing of your father. He's an amazing person with a heart dedicated to your family, our families and our eternal family. We will miss his testimony of the Savior. I, for one, am assured that he is making preparations for the rest of us on the other side. Thanks for sharing your father with the rest of us. Our thoughts are with you at this time. With much love
~Byron Montgomery (Neighbor and Friend)
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I'm so sorry to hear about your dad. He is a lovely person and heaven will be blessed to receive him. Our prayers are with you, your mom and your family, Maxine.
~Linda Petersen (Neighbor and Friend)
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Oh, Maxine - I'm so sorry. Please know we love you and send our thoughts to your mother. Your blog makes me cry. It's beautiful. I'm sorry he's gone. I love you.
~Marla Radeke (Neighbor and Friend)
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Maxine I am so sorry to hear about your cute little dad. Your love and adoration for you dad is inspiring. If only all children could honor their parents the way you do. My thoughts and prayers are with you and your mom!
~Cindy Morrey (Neighbor and Friend)
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Dear Maxine, Dave and I are so saddened by the passing of your wonderful father whom we enjoyed so much when he was here. You have our deepest condolences as we keep you in our thoughs and prayers.
~Karinne Westenskow (Neighbor and Friend)
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We are so sorry for the passing of your dad. It was wonderful to get to know him when he came to visit. Let us know if you need anything.
~Sara Douglas (Neighbor and Friend)
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Max I am so sorry. You and your family are in my prayers. :(
~Anthony Medici (Neighbor and Friend)
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I'm so sorry to hear about your dad. He was an amazing man and your memory pages were beautiful. He is in a better place and it is so comforting to know that he is no longer in pain, but somehow it is still hard for us down here. I love you and have a shoulder any time you need it. You are also an amazing person.
~Valerie Kempner (Neighbor and Friend)
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Maxine, I heard the news this morning about your dear, sweetheart, of a Father. what a wonderful, kind hearted, man. He was such a ray of sunshine and example of the love of Christ. I so enjoyed the opportunity of getting to know both your parents. through their shared testimonies and endearing personalities. Tell your Mother people in Riverton think kindly of her and wish to send her and you and your family comfort and love.
~Allison Schaerr (Neighbor and Friend)
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Hey Max--I left some flowers and a card on your porch for you. I hope you got them inside before they froze! :) I chose Easter Lillies because it represents the resurrection and new life. What a glorious day it will be when you can reunite with your dad and other loved ones who have gone before. We love ya tons Max! Let us know what we can do to help your family and give your mum a big hug and kiss for us! xoxoxox
~Karen McCabe (Neighbor and Friend)
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Maxine- You were truly blessed to have such a wonderful father and mother! All of our love and prayers go to you and your family. Let me know if you need a friend to 'chat' with or one who will just listen... Love you!
~Vicki Morgan (Neighbor and Friend)
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Dear Maxine I am truly sorry for your loss. I am a big fan of your Dad's. I see his strength in you so his legacy lives on....Let us know if there is anything we can do. We sure love ya.
~Shaun Covington (Neighbor and Friend)
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Love him! Love you! God bless!
~Gene & Cyd Horne (Neighbors and Friends)
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Max, I am sorry for your sense of loss . . . you could not have said it better than you did on the blog, "Earth weeps and Heaven rejoices!" He will have plenty of work to do there and he will now be able to do it without the distraction of the pain he has endured for so long. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers. May the Holy Spirit and our Lord's angels lift and comfort you through this season. Your Brother and friend,
~Joseph Irvine
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Maxine Thank you for sending the blog link to me. I send my condolences to you and your family. Many have been influenced and many will feel the loss. Know that my prayers are with you to help you in the days ahead. He has completed his mortal probation as a valiant servant of the Lord and has gone home to many who were waiting to welcome him. Our love to you.
~Dennis Stuart and Family (Family Friends)
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Aren't these messages so wonderful? I have plenty more to share. As my Mom is not on Facebook, this will be a great way for her to see these messages and for us to keep them for years to come :)

Thanks to all of you who are making this very painful time bearable.

"We love you Dad"

The Test

2009-01-17T15:06:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken in May 2008, at York, England.

During my surprise trip to England, we went to York. It is a great place for tourists. Click here to learn more about this historic place.

Dad was so tired from all our walking, he just HAD to take a rest. It was a pretty nice day and he did so well and as usual there were no complaints. He really made the most of his life right up until the time he was unable to physically get out and about.

Dad told me that many years ago (in the 70's), a General Authority (LDS) took my Dad to a meeting in York. His name was Bernard P. Brockbank and he was from the US. My Dad said he had the fright of his life when his American friend decided to drive on the wrong side of the road. (Brits drive on the left) Dad shared that memory quite often and we reminded him of the time when he drove on the wrong side of the road in Las Vegas. :)

Look at his smile in this picture. Today I have been focusing on all the happy memories I have. We did so much and had so many fun times together that it has made me realize how precious life is. We really made the most of life and kept so busy.

I would love more than anything if Dad had not suffered and died due to the disease we know as cancer, however I know that Dad has passed the test. It reminds me of a song written by Janice Kapp Perry:

(3rd verse)
Tell me now, why must you die?
Why must your loved ones stand with empty arms,
and ask the question why?
Help me know, so I can go on.
How when your love and faith sustained me, can the precious gift be gone?
From the depths of sorrow I cry, though pains of grief within my soul arrive.
The whisperings of the Spirit still my cry.

Didn’t He say, He sent us to be tested?
Didn’t He say, the way would not be sure?
But didn’t he say we could live with him forever more,
well and whole, if we but patiently endure.
After the trial, we will be blessed,
but this life is the test.

"We love you Dad"

True Love

2009-01-16T19:18:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken on March 31st 1962 in Hull, England.

My little heart is breaking. Today has been a bitter sweet day. Since the phone call at 2:30am this morning, Lance and I have been awake and we are both pretty worn out. I called Julia, my supervisor this morning and told her the sad news and let her know I would be going into work. I knew it was the best thing to do. The day would have been much tougher had I decided to stay home.

I called a good friend, Ruth who lives in CA. She has one of those voices you could listen to all day and a face you could stare at all day too. She is beautiful. What a blessing it is to have such wonderful friends.

I called my co-worker and good friend, Beth. She asked if we could meet up for lunch. FOOD! I hadn't even thought about eating. That's what friends are for, to remind you of the simple things. It was exactly just what I needed. I think she is in the wrong job....I seriously think she needs to be in the field of Therapy. She helped me more than she will ever know. It was her day off and she took the time to care. Beth even drove to work to make sure I got settled in ok.

I was greeted by hugs and warm words from such caring friends. I seriously spent the day with my second family. I work at such a wonderful place that that is how it feels, another family. I was so tired that I didn't think I would even get through the day.

Last Christmas, when my Parents were here visiting us they gave me a gift on Christmas morning. When I opened the gift I saw a copy of the picture shown today in a beautiful white frame. Instantly, my eyes welled up. I said "Dad you were so good looking" He answered "What do you mean, WERE?" ;) He often told us that. It sits right on my piano and I look at it so often.

I have felt their love for each other all my life. Of course they have had their problems and issues but I have never ever known a couple to love each other so much as to want to spend every minute of every day with each other. I told my Mom today that had it been the other way round and she had been sick with cancer, I would have been in England a lot sooner. My Dad could simply not cope without her. My Mom has been so brave throughout all this. When she called to tell me the news this morning, I was in awe at how composed she was. I cannot imagine being married to somebody for 47 years and to look at him and see him being taken out of the house in such a manner. I have spoken to my Mom many times today. I called Michael, Rebecca and Jared and the love we have for our Husband and Father is so apparent.

I was so concerned for my Mom that I had her call me at work just to hear she was doing ok. She sounded so tired. I joked with her and told her she would more than likely sleep for a whole week due to all she has gone through. It is 8:30pm for me just now (3:30am for her) and I can't help but wonder how she is doing and how she must be feeling.

Dad has passed the test. He didn't need to endure anything anymore and has been called home. He must be so happy now. He has been sick/ill for so long now that he must just be feeling wonderful. I can only imagine him wanting Mom to join him.

THANK YOU to all of you who have sent messages via facebook, comments to this blog, e-mails, phone calls. I am going to print all the messages and save them in a memory book. I have been working hard during the past months to get together some books in his memory.

One of our very good friends arranged to have some flowers sent to us from various friends. Another very good friend brought dinner over to us. I probably wouldn't have eaten anything hadn't it been for my friend Beth taking me to lunch or my friend Debbie bringing dinner to us.

Most of you know that Lance and I named our son John after my Dad. This morning he gave me the usual good morning hug and I looked like I had just finished ten rounds with Mike Tyson ;) I told John how Grandad had gone to Heaven to live with Jesus. This little innocent child looked right at me and said "Why? Doesn't he love Grandma anymore". Awwww, how cute! He saw my suitcase half filled and then asked "Did Grandad take his case to Jesus' house?" I explained he didn't need a case and one day I will explain how Dad did everything he needed to do to get into Jesus' house.

I don't know whether my Dad realized how much he was loved by so many people, but as his daughter, it is a terrific feeling to know that you can now carry on his legacy.

This picture was taken outside the same church.........45 years later (2007)

"We love you Dad"

Earth Weeps....... Heaven Rejoices

2009-01-16T02:38:00.000-08:00

My dear friends,

I received a call from my sweet Mom this morning at 2:30am. As soon as the phone rang, I knew what had happened. My dear Father, John Sims passed away at 9:10am (GMT).

What an amazing and wonderful Father he has been to me during my life. I have only been fortunate to have spent just 40 years with him. Some have spent less with their Fathers, I realize this, but 80 years would not have been long enough for me.

Dad found out on November 28th 2006 (his birthday) that he had a cancerous tumor on his liver. When he called to tell me, I was devastated. He had already gone through surgery for bowel cancer and all I could think was NOT again. He had surgery in the hopes the tumor could be removed, but it wasn't possible due to the tumor being on his diapraghm. He suffered for over 2 years. He died peacefully at home and that was his wish as it was all of us. I remember once asking him if he was afraid to die and he looked at me and said "Nooooooooooooo". He knew without any doubt that he would be going to a better place where he would wait for us to join him. All he was worried about was 'his Val'. I assured him she would be taken care of.

I have learned many wonderful things throughout my life. Dad has taught by example and has done an excellent job in raising his children. He has taught us all to love, to care, to be a friend, to forgive and to endure to the end amongst many other fine things.

I KNOW where he is now. I KNOW he is free from pain, from trial and sorrow and he is being reunited with his loved ones. Amongst the many to welcome him 'home' will be his dear Mother and Father whom he loved with all his heart. He would often tell me how much he missed them and looked forward to seeing them again. He will be with his brothers, Alan and Dave and his sisters, Joyce, Barbara and Janet. He loved his Aunt Ada and all of his other family members. He will be with Lewis and Leah (my cousins children). I am now thinking of how he will meet my Grandmother (Mom's Mother) who he never had the pleasure to meet here on earth as she was just 39 when she passed away from cancer.

My Dad has lived a good life. He has fought a good fight and endured to the very end. He never complained nor questioned and has struggled with cancer since 2000. I have so many memories to share of this wonderful man who touched so many lives and was a true disciple of Christ.

I have saved this picture to post today as it is through Jesus Christ that I now live in hope. I KNOW I will see my Dad again and live with him and my family forever. What a wonderful blessing that is. I KNOW Dad will be with us in our hearts, I can already feel his presence. I can feel his love and will always think of him and the truly wonderful memories. I thank God for blessing me with a Father who has led a good life, who has been true to his covenants, to his God, and his wife. My Mother was his life. He wanted to spend every minute of every day with her.

My Parents would have celebrated their 47th anniversary this March (31st). My Mother has been so wonderful in taking care of his every need. She is a true angel. What a blessing to have such wonderful parents and to know they can live together forever. I love Michael, Rebecca and Jared and know they realize just as much as me what a wonderful Father we were TRULY blessed with.

Please continue to join me as I share fondest memories of my Dad, my Hero and Friend. If you have a memory or a comment you would like to share, please e-mail me at maxbritchick@yahoo.com I would love to post them.

Even if you did not know Dad, I am sure this blog has touched your life.

Please keep our family in your thoughts and prayers.

"We love you Dad"

Beach Boys (and girls)

2009-01-15T20:31:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken in Aug 2007. John and Brooke, Dad, Jared and Caitlin.

It was not a very warm day and the water was pretty cold. It didn't deter us from going in the water and having fun. Due to the fact that we live in Utah, John does not get to see the sea! The only water we play around in is in the rivers, lakes, the swimming pools or the bath tub. :) He really enjoyed going to the beach.

We always loved going to the beach and having fun. As a child, I remember very vividly Dad just running in to the sea and diving right in. He used to tell us we would feel a lot warmer once we got wet and always encouraged us to go under the water. How I miss those days! We would always enjoy fish and chips and Mom would always tell us to save room for ice-cream. She used to love a 'Knickerbocker Glory' (I still wonder where they got that name from). We would love to smell and eat the hot sugar donuts and never came home from the seaside hungry.

We used to love going on the boats. Whether it was a larger boat to Flamborough Head or a rowing boat, we always had a blast. I remember on one occasion, Mom, Dad and I went on the larger boat and it was a pretty cold day. Mom and I had bought cups of hot chocolate and I got pretty fed up of mine, so I attempted to throw the hot chocolate into the sea. The wind blew and the drink went in the opposite direction and splashed this woman on her back. She had a white shirt on and Dad was amused by the chocolate stains down her back. He looked at me and I just looked the other way as if I had no clue as to what just happened. He often reminded me of that, especially on our future trips to the seaside.

What fond memories we as a family have of our many, many days spent at Bridlington :)

"We love you Dad"

A reminder that Families are Forever

2009-01-14T22:18:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken in August 2007 at the Preston Temple in England.

I have this picture as my screen saver on my laptop. I always chuckle as I look at how tall Lance is. I get a tear in my eye as I look at Dad and think of the happy memories and how I wish we could have time for more. I think of all that my Mom is doing for him. She told me today that it is getting much harder for her. Not so much the physical part of it but emotionally. I can't even imagine what she is 'really' going through and my heart is heavy as I think of what it must be like for her as she continues to 'endure to the end'. The Doctor has given my Dad just weeks to live but this doesn't mean much to me as I have been hearing this for so long now.

It was the last time I went to the Temple with my Parents. It will be a very special memory for me. Dad really was not well this day but as always he made the effort to go. I remember during this visit how I would look at Dad and just pray that a miracle would happen. That somehow he would be made whole and well again for the sake of him, my family and all the people who benefitted from the life he led. I was reminded how families are forever and that one day he would suffer no more.

At this point, Dad had lost a lot of his normal humor. He used to love to chat and talk about his memories but he was feeling so ill all the time that he just did not like to do the normal things anymore.

Right until the very end, he has always done what was expected of him and has spent a good life serving God and his fellowman. I know one day we will all understand why he has had to go through. He has always taught us to have faith and I am so very grateful for the example he has been to so many people throughout his life.

Tonight Lance and I had a visit from two of our friends. I shared some special memories with them about Dad and read them one of the many letters he has sent me. One of the friends, Darren mentioned how grateful he was for Dad's good example and how he had always enjoyed listening to Dad's testimony. It never faltered. It never failed. His testimony is as strong (if not stronger) now than ever.

"We love you Dad"

Fun in the sun

2009-01-13T21:27:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken at Bridlington in July 2007.

Dad loved his days at the beach. Whenever we could, we would be in the sun. So many memories of the seaside. John and Brooke loved the sea and Grandad loved seeing them run in the water and splash. I was amazed how John Jr would just run in the water and give no care of the waves. He has always been a water baby. He kept asking Brooke why she had her 'floaties' on. Dad had so much time for his children and grandchildren. He loved spending time with us all.

Many years ago I remember one particular Sunday whilst on one of our vacations, Dad insisted we go to church. We did not have a car and we did not know the bus schedule. I simply remember him telling us the Lord would provide a way for us to get to church. We put on our Sunday clothes and headed out of the caravan site for the main road. We were in Primrose Valley and the nearest church was in Scarborough. More than 10 miles away. We had been walking for what seemed forever (but really it was not a long way) when a car pulled up and it was someone heading to church and noticed us dressed up for church and figured we needed help.

Dad was so right! He had said that the Lord would provide and he surely did. Not only did we get a ride to and from church, the family made us a wonderful dinner too.

Dad always had great faith. He taught us that if we did what God wanted us to do, we would be blessed.

All his life he has taught us to endure to the end and if anyone has practiced the words they preached it has surely been him. He has and continues to 'Endure to the End'.

"We love you Dad"

Missionary Monday

2009-01-12T20:50:00.000-08:00

I am sure you have missed my posts. I sure have missed posting them. This past week I have been in Florida and did not have internet access. I am now back in full swing.

Today I am going to post about the greatest missionary I have ever personally known. His name is John Sims.

I thought it would be significant to post a picture with my Dad standing by his car. I couldn't begin to even try to work out how many miles he has driven picking up missionaries and dropping them off but whenever they needed his help he was there. (Reminds me of a song "When I needed a neighbor, were you there, were you there?)

Ever since Dad joined the LDS church in 1968, he has been a missionary. He has done his utmost best to share the gospel with every one he has come in contact with. Many times he would tell us how he wished he had joined the church earlier in his life so he could have served a mission and many times many people have told him how he has served his mission for 40 years.

Dad loved to go to appointments with the missionaries. He loved to bear his testimony and tell them how much he loved the church. He enjoyed telling his jokes and had so much fun with the missionaries and the people they were teaching.

I remember back in the 80's when Dad played his well known joke on one of the missionaries in Hull. 'Elder Perkins' was arriving in Hull, his very first area. He had just left the Missionary Training Center where he had spent the last 3 weeks learning all about the British culture. A taxi dropped him off in Ceylon Street, Hull and who should walk up to the taxi to welcome him but my Dad.

My Dad introduced himself as 'Elder Sims'. He told Elder Perkins that he had come out on his mission late and was sorry he had not had time to shave but would take care of that right away. He picked up Elder Perkins cases to take them into the flat/apartment and had a smile on his face as a very puzzled missionary followed him. Once inside the flat/apartment his 'REAL' companion introduced himself and they all just laughed and laughed. Dad told that story for many years afterward.

Not only was Dad a wonderful missionary, he did more for the Missionaries than any person I know. Whenever they asked him for anything, he would do it. He was always at his happiest helping others and especially them. He served many years as a Ward/Stake Missionary and as Ward Mission Leader.

I KNOW exactly what he will be doing when the Lord takes him home. Teaching others the gospel of Jesus Christ.

"We love you Dad"

Missionary Monday ON Tuesday

2009-01-06T11:12:00.000-08:00

It is not unusual for me to wake up in the night thinking of Dad and worrying about both him and my Mom. When I woke up in the early hours, I realized I had forgotten about Missionary Monday. I will post pictures of Craig and his family soon.

Craig Brewster is one of our most dear friends. He has known my parents since 1969 when he went to England to serve his mission. He is so humble and such a very good person. He has a wonderful family and we love them. My Dad has spoken so highly of Craig over the years and really loved seeing him when he came to Utah to visit.

Here is what Craig wrote:

I have wonderful memories of your mother and father. My relationship with them was one of the reasons my 6 month stay in Hull was such a highlight for me on my mission.

I enjoyed your father joining me a number of times when I had a discussion to give. He joined me a number of times to simply go tracting. He has always been so missionary minded.

I enjoyed spending part of my first Christmas in England in the Sims home. Their kindness helped me enjoy my first Christmas away from home. My companions and I enjoyed many meals provided by Val during my Hull stay. John’s firm handshake was always a delight to receive. I regret not getting a chance to see him in his Rugby playing days. I just remember the story of how his ear got ripped off as a player.

Through the years I’ve enjoyed interacting with John and Val when they would come to Utah for a visit. It was a treat to have them over for dinner at our home. One thing you could rely on when John would come…..a good joke. He always had a good one. I loved the little gifts that he would give me when he would visit.

I was impressed with his voracious appetite for reading. He would pull out his wallet and produce the piece of paper where he would record the number of pages or books he had read. Once in awhile he would visit me at my office at the bank where I work and we would spend some time discussing gospel principles or laughing about memories of the past.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, John and Val Sims are two of the most favorite people that I have met in my lifetime.

To my friend John I say, gooday mate.

Craig, thank you for your kind words. My Dad thinks the world of you and has always enjoyed your company.

"We love you Dad"

The 3 women in John's life

2009-01-05T22:17:00.000-08:00

I bet you didn't know Dad was a photographer did you? Look at this amazing picture of caravans and grass. Oh let's see there are 3 people at the very edge of the picture. I really don't know what we are wearing but please remember it was the 70's! ;)

We always had so much fun when we were on our family holidays/vacations. No matter what we did we enjoyed each others company and loved spending time at the caravan sites.
The 3 women in Dad's life, his lovely wife and our Mother Val, Rebecca and myself. He did all he could for us. No matter what we asked of him, nothing was too much trouble. He did it with a happy heart.

We went to Bridlington, Scarborough, Primrose Valley for our family holidays. One year we went to Mablethorpe. I will always be grateful for the sacrifices made for us. We think times are bad now with the economy etc, but we have a lot more now (all of us) and a lot better things than we ever did back then (including clothes ;) One thing we always had a lot of was LOVE. We were cared for and we were blessed with many things. Whenever I think of happy memories our family holidays always come to mind. I will always be grateful for the fun times we had.

Dad loved to take pictures and I can assure you he got much better with practice :)

Tomorrow I am heading to Florida for the rest of the week on a business trip. I get to play too and our company has rented out "Hero Island" at Disneyworld.

It will be a struggle for me going to the airport boarding a plane and not going to England......well not yet anyway.

"We love you Dad"

In Memory of a special friend - Leslie Bower

2009-01-04T18:34:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken on my most recent trip to England in May.

Today my Mom called me to let me know our special friend 'Les Bower' had passed away. He had been ill for some time and really suffered to the end. Les was always a very happy man. He loved his wife and family, after years of knowing them (basically all my life) I had seen on several occasions the love this family had/has for each other. Les always liked to tell jokes. He always had a smile and a greeting for you. He used to look like 'Bobby Ball' (Cannon and Ball) in his younger years.

Audrey is one of those people who you just loved to have conversations with. She is such a genuine lady and amidst her struggles of her own, she was always smiling and enjoyable to be around. Audrey has been a big part of my life, having taught me in my teenage years and I KNOW we weren't the best to teach. We were rather a rowdy bunch. However, we always respected Audrey as she made our classes so wonderful. I was friends with two of Audrey's nieces in school, Alison and Carol. I really liked their Mom, Joyce who is Audrey's sister.

As I was thinking of Audrey today, I knew my Dad would call her if he could to let her know he was thinking of her, so I picked up the phone and called her. She answered the phone in such a sweet voice (her usual mannerism) and I told her I loved Les and he had been a great friend over the years and would be missed. I told her I loved her too. She said "I love you Maxine". I shed tears as I thought how sweet it was of her to say that. She shared a special experience with me and I thanked her for that.

Afterwards, I called my Uncle Geoff in England. I wanted him to know I was thinking of him. He is my Dad's only living brother now and I just felt the need to talk to him. He is not well either and I got emotional as we were chatting about how brutal it was for my Dad to suffer the way he is. Uncle Geoff has always been my favorite Uncle. (Blood related uncle....Hey I have to mention that or Uncle Gordon would be upset with me ::)) Uncle Gordon is my favorite Uncle by marriage.

This is a picture of Gillian and Peter. Les was ordained a High Priest (in the LDS church) in May 2008 and his children were all there to support him. Steve and Paul went out the back door so I wasn't able to get their picture.

Have you ever smelled something that brings back a memory? For me, I always think of Audrey when I smell 'Timeless' perfume by Avon. She always smelled of Timeless and when I looked at the Avon book just recently, I told my friend Michell, I just HAD to buy some for a sweet friend in England.

My Mom and Dad have always spoken highly of Les and Audrey. My Dad used to tell me often how they were 'troopers'. He loved them and now Dad has yet another friend waiting for him.

So Les, you better have the jokes at the ready! You will be missed. It was a pleasure knowing you. You filled many lives with love and laughter.

My thoughts and prayers are with the Bower Family.

"We love you Dad"

On the Buses

2009-01-03T21:07:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken in August 2007 on Holderness Road in Hull, England.

Lance had just flown into England this day. I had already spent 3 weeks there with our children. Lance had joined us for the last 3 weeks. Lance had been sat down for approximately 24 hours on planes and in airports and on a train. He is 6'4" so doesn't have the most comfortable time on planes. He wanted to walk. We decided to take a walk to ASDA/Wal Mart and Dad walked with us ALL the way there. I didn't think he would make it (Why on earth would I doubt that after our five and a half hour walk in Paris?.....Click here to read that post if you missed it.

On our way back home, Dad felt tired and decided he would take the bus. I offered to go with him, but he said I should walk and he would take a nap whilst we all were walking home.

Who would think to take a picture of their Dad at the bus stop? Again, the scrapbooker coming out in me, I carried my camera everywhere I went. I am so glad I took such a lot of pictures of Dad. I wish, I really wish, I had taken many, many more. I have been getting all upset with myself wondering why I didn't take a picture here, or take a picture there but I decided that even if I only had one picture of him, I had a 1000 and more memories which were more important than a picture. So one day it may get to the point where I am writing memories and I will use a 'standard' picture of Dad. I am sure you would be happy to still read the fun stories.

I remember one evening when Dad came over to visit me and use his famous line "Is there anything I can do for you love?", I was watching 'On the Buses'. I really miss the British comedies. This was a classic. It was a sitcom and I had watched the series before but I was watching "Holiday on the Buses" and it was awesome. Oh my gosh was that funny? Dad sat down and ended up watching the rest of it with me. I know he did not plan on it but he often just sat down and spent time with me. I know he felt sad that I was alone and always wanted to keep me company. He was just so good at doing that. He actually made it so funny to watch as he was laughing and I loved to see and hear him laugh.

Of course he would have to spend time with Natalie and Kayleigh (my daughters) and always had a bar of chocolate (usually a milky way) for them.

No matter how hard life seemed, Dad always made me see the good in it and often reminded me to think of others much less fortunate than myself.

"We love you Dad"

John's Angel

2009-01-02T20:29:00.000-08:00

This is a picture taken of my Mother and daughter, Olivia in 2006.

Abraham Lincoln once said, "All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother..."

My heart is full of love for my Mother just now. Actually, it always is but even more so now. For the person who is sick, they don't mind staying home as they are so ill, they don't worry about going out but for the carer who has to stay with the 'patient' 24/7, it has to be rough.

Mom and Dad used to go out all the time. Dad never liked to waste time by sitting doing nothing. He was always so very active that he found it hard to sit still. They enjoyed many days out. My poor Mom has now been housebound since September. I call her everyday and I always do my best to talk about good memories and life here. In all the letters my Dad has written, he has always made mention how much he loves my Mom. Dad is known for always asking people what he can do for them. Even though he lived 5,000 miles away from me, he would always ask if there was anything he could do for me. I always told him: "The best thing you can do for me is to love my Mother". He would always tell me he liked asking me what he could for me, as what I requested was so easy to do :)

I did ask my Mom to share a memory and she told me when she and Dad were courting/dating, they had gone to Scarborough for the day on the train. They were enjoying themselves so much that they had lost track of time. Suddenly, they realized they would miss their train so they ran all the way to the train station and only just made it in time. I have been told many times they have spent wonderful years together. I am glad I was able to experience 40 of those years.

If you have a moment, I would love you to send my Mother a 'Thinking of You' card. I have been the recipient of cards on numerous occasions and they really do something for the soul. A simple message could really make her day just a little brighter. Need a card, let me know! I will send one to you :) Need her address, let me know! I will e-mail it to you :) maxbritchick@yahoo.com

"We love you Dad"

Happy New Year!

2009-01-01T19:51:00.000-08:00

This is one of my very favorite pictures of Dad. He was making me laugh and he was about to put the arm rest down......I couldn't resist taking a picture so reached into my purse/bag for my camera. (A true Scrapbooker carries her camera everywhere :) We had gone to ASDA (Wal Mart) and he preferred to ride around in this as most of you will understand, we women like to shop.

This was taken during our family vacation to England to surprise Dad in 2007. I have put up a few pictures of Dad in our home and this is one that I put on our table in the family room. I will always treasure this picture as one of those "Life is about being happy and ALL will be well" kinda pictures.

Oh my heart is breaking as I think back on the memories from that visit. Dad was just so thrilled to see us and we spent every minute with him.

Well against ALL odds, Dad has made it into his 70th year. If Dad could he would wish all of you, whether he knew you or not a very HAPPY New Year. He is well known for talking to anyone, no matter who they are, if he knew them or not. He was one of those who would literally give you the shirt off his back then ask what else he could do for you. He would always greet people with a smile and a kind word. What an example of a Christlike life he has led. What an example he has been to his family and friends and to many he did not even know.

I personally would like to thank you for taking time to read this blog. I am thrilled that I have so many memories of a wonderful Father. One who lived to serve others and especially his Maker. Whilst I sit here with tears falling down my cheek, I am filled with a peaceful feeling as I think of him meeting Him one day.

"Happy New Year" everyone! I wish you all the very best. Be sure to continue to join me for more memories as I honor my Father, John Sims.

"We love you Dad"

Bonne Année

2008-12-31T21:33:00.000-08:00

I have many many memories of New Years Eve's. The one that will always stand in my mind was 2001.

I was living in England at the time and was leaving for UT on January 8th. Mom, Dad, Lance and I went to Paris to celebrate the New Year. Most of you know that Dad had just recently had surgery for Bowel Cancer. We took the Eurostar from London to Paris.
Once we arrived in France, we went to McDonalds. The directions we were given at the Travel Agency to get to the hotel were WRONG. We had no clue how to get to the correct hotel. We walked around for a while and I knew it was time to take action. I stopped a man in the street and he knew no English. I spoke French and PHEW he was very helpful. I just remember Mom and Dad laughing at me speaking in a foreign language and I had to explain to this 'nice' guy that we weren't laughing at him :) Eventually we found the hotel.

We had booked two rooms and Dad headed right to Lance's room whilst I got to room with Mom. We had fun touring Paris and especially the Champs-Elysees and the Arc De Triomphe. We had a lot of fun traveling around on the underground tube station. I had to remind Dad a few times that 'Sortie' was the 'Exit'.

On New Years Eve we went to the Eiffel Tower. The underground tube was packed with tourists and French citizens. It was an amazing site once we got to the tower and the firework display at midnight was awesome. Once it was over, we headed back to the Underground. Oh my gosh, what a nightmare! There were people everywhere. I suffer from claustrophobia and people were literally pushing everyone everywhere. We were worried someone would fall into the track. I grabbed hold of my Dad and begged him to get me out of there. He said 'Come on love, let's go' and like a true hero he led us all out. Once out I had to stand still for a while to breathe. There was no chance we would have ever got onto the train.

Now as you can imagine, Paris on New Years Eve was party central. There were plenty of cabs, but not ONE available for us. We stood waiting for one for a while but we realized it would be impossible to get into one. Lance suggested we start walking. I thought this was a crazy idea. Where was the hotel? How would we find it? I just remembered how long we were on the train going there. There was no way we could walk.

The American saved the day. Lance picked up a map in the subway and he was our guide. Here is the punch line : WE WALKED FOR FIVE AND A HALF HOURS. This is time to praise Dad. He never complained ONCE during the whole time. We had to stop on several occasions so he could rest. Here was a man who had just endured surgery and yet no word of complaint. I don't remember what time it was but at some point during the journey, Dad needed to go the restroom/toilet. I saw a pub/bar open and I literally carried my Dad in. The manager told me we couldn't go in as my Dad was too drunk. I explained he was not drunk, but that he needed to use the toilet and we would be on our way. He shook his head and said NON Madam (No Miss) I said "Oui Monsieur" (Yes Mr) and helped my Dad to the toilet. Dad looked at me and said "Oh Maxine, you have got my genes haven't you?" I replied and said "Yes and I am glad I do".

We walked and talked for all those hours. I kept praying for a miracle. For a cab to arrive to pick us up, for the hotel to 'suddenly' appear. For an angel to come and fly us to our hotel. Really I was just praying for anything good to happen. I begged God for Dad's sake that a miracle would happen. When we arrived at the hotel, and what a sight that was :) I just remember questioning God and wondering why he hadn't helped us. Suddenly, I felt rebuked. I realized that God had helped us. Lance had a map! We were wearing good walking shoes! I spoke French! The bar was open for Dad to go to the toilet! No danger came upon us whilst we were walking! To me the most important thing was the good weather! It was cold, but it was not freezing, or raining, or snowing! I then realized we had lots to be grateful for. I apologized to my family for my complaining.
I think Dad literally fell in his bed that night and he looked so ill when he woke up.

Once back in London when checking in to the hotel, I told the clerk that we needed rooms with bathtubs. All Dad wanted was to soak in a hot bubble bath. Mom ran the bath for him and he told us all how wonderful it felt to be in the tub. We were watching the TV when there was a loud knock at the door. I answered and the guy told us that whoever was in the tub had to get out as it was leaking into the room below. I knocked on the bathroom door and explained to Dad that he needed to get out due to a leak. Again no complaint, he just did what he was asked right away.

During the night, my Mom had to call the paramedics and Dad was taken to the hospital. Dad came back to the hotel and by this point I was sick/ill. I remember spending my last week in England lying on the sofa. Dad was on one, I was on the other and we laughed as he said "We will never forget this experience will we?"

Little did we know that he was going to suffer with cancer again. Little did we know at this point that just 7 years later, he would not be able to enjoy New Years Eve. However, I am so very grateful that we celebrated the ones we have in between.

An amazing thing about this story is during out walk in France after our long walk, we saw a street sign which read "RUE DE SUFFREN" (I do have a picture of us at this sign. I am pointing to it with a stick and Dad is laughing. I will post it soon.)

"We love you Dad"

Dad's little house

2008-12-30T21:20:00.000-08:00

This was Dad's home when he came to visit us last year. We didn't leave him here in the middle of nowhere LOL. We bought some property in Fillmore (approx 100 miles away from where we live) to ride our 4 wheelers and go have fun. We leave this there but for Dad's stay we decided to bring it home. We are really glad we did as Dad was able to have peace and get his rest.

It was fully 'kitted' out for him. He had a TV and radio and games and books and it was heated. He really loved it. He spent most of his time with all of us but when he wanted to go for a nap he would do so.

One morning, whilst I was still in bed, I thought I could hear my Dad calling for my Mom. I heard a very faint voice "Val, Val". I thought I was hearing things but when I heard it again, I knew it was for real. I realized the voice was coming from outside. I opened the door and saw Dad lying on the snow covered ground on his front. It had snowed very hard in the day before and it was so cold. I didn't think to put any shoes on and ran outside in bare feet. Dad had slept in 'his little house' and he slipped when he was coming into the house. I picked him up off the floor and helped him in the house. I won't ever forget this memory. My little heart was breaking as I saw him lying there so helpless. Years ago he would have jumped to his feet and told everyone he was fine, but this time, he just couldn't.

I am just so grateful for the knowledge I have that one day, we will see him and live with again when he is free from pain and suffering.

"We love you Dad"

Missionary Monday

2008-12-29T22:13:00.000-08:00

Dad took this picture of me (Dec 2007). He offered to clear all the snow and ice off the car but I was so worried about him falling. I thanked him for offering and told him I would do it.

He loved to drive to the library and the grocery store and I was always reminding him to be sure to drive on the right. On this occasion he wanted to go to the Temple. I asked Mom if she wanted to drive my van and she just smiled.

Dad could literally be known as a taxi driver. He has spent much of his life driving around. He loved to drive but more importantly, he loved to help others. One memory comes to mind.
It was Christmas time and I don't remember the exact year but probably late '90's.....

Missionary Mondays will include memories of how Dad loved to share his beliefs with others.

Dad had a very good friend called Kelvin Spencer. He lived in Bilton and Dad would visit him on numerous occasions. Dad was always trying to reactivate him and get him going back to church. Kel would offer some very sincere prayers.

One evening we took Kel to a family Christmas party in Kirkella. I believe it was his brother's house. On the way back to his house, we were all laughing and joking. Dad was driving, Kel was in the passenger seat and Jared and I were in the back. Dad was laughing so hard and was driving a little too fast for the weather conditions that we went right off the road into the field. Kel thought it was hilarious and because he was a little tipsy/drunk, he had no clue that Dad was driving a little fast and blamed the other drivers :)

Dad mentioned that story for many years. He knows how very lucky we were because if there had been a wall there we would have smashed right in to it. Kel was a wonderful man. He always treat us all really nice and had lots of goodies and soda pop for our visits. Dad told us how once they were sat in a Priesthood meeting and Kel took a can of pepsi out of his bag and opened it and started to drink it. That really amused Dad. They came to visit me when I lived in Somerset and Kel made a wonderful chicken curry. I asked Dad why he never cooked anything and he reminded me of the meat pies he once cooked whilst Mom was in the hospital. I told him to leave Kel to the cooking :)

Kel died of cancer in 1998. He was always very good to my Dad, as Dad was to Kel. I know it's going to be a great reunion for them both.

"We love you Dad"

Lunch Time

2008-12-28T22:04:00.000-08:00

This was one of the last lunches we had together at our house before Mom and Dad returned to England. The last week of their stay always was so hard on all of us as we knew it was going to pass so quickly.

Dad loved sandwiches. He loved salad cream. We had to go to the London Market downtown to get some especially for him as I can't stand the stuff......can you believe that before I moved to the US, I ate salad , DRY! OK maybe you can believe it ;) I now like dressing but my friends do laugh at the fact that I do not like cheese.....I love cheese in a cold cut sandwich but melted cheese and meat forget it! So no lasagne, cheeseburgers, and forget Mexican food as that consists of cheese! AND macaroni and cheese, well that has to be voted the #1 worst food of all time.

Dad loved Branston Pickle on his sandwich and onion, he could never have too much onion on his sandwich. He loved tomatoes. After our roast beef dinners on Sunday we use up the extra meat on sandwiches and Dad just loved roast beef.

All the other times they had spent with us, well I knew it wouldn't be long before I saw them again. This time I knew it would be my Dad's last visit here to the US. He really did well to get here this time. I know he did not feel like that long haul flight but he did it and the reason he did it was due to his love for us. I kept telling him (and for many months afterward) how grateful I was to him for making the effort.

I called my Mom as usual today and she asked my Dad if he wanted to speak to me, he told me that he loved me and that was so good to hear. To hear that was more precious than all the gold in this world. I had to listen carefully as he has no energy to speak and it is just a faint whisper but I heard it!!!!

I know my Mom won't like this picture! She does not like any picture of her and as I have said before I will run out of pictures very quickly when it is time to have a blog for her. :) I love her no matter what she looks like on a picture.

I asked my Dad if he was offering a special kind of blessing on his food.....hey and I didn't even make it! :)

"We love you Dad"

A vacation to be remembered

2008-12-27T20:32:00.000-08:00

One of my Dad's greatest attributes, and believe me has many is a giving heart. He never owned any earthly treasures (apart from my Mom, and he didn't own her but she is his greatest treasure) and always gave what he had. There were many occasions when Dad would give me money when I lived as a single parent. He would leave it some place in my home then call to tell me to look in this certain place :) He did so much for me with regards rides/lifts, watching my children, literally everything I stood in need of. I would always tell him that one day when I got rich I would pay him back big time.

Well years later, I am not rich but I am able to do things for my parents to help them and pay them back slightly for all they have done for me. One day I called my parents and told them that I wanted them to go for a vacation/holiday. I told them to choose where they would like to go and let me know the cost.

Dad had found out that he had his cancer and I wanted to do something special. Mom and Dad had been to visit us in 2006, he found out about his cancer in November 2006 and then we were planning a family trip to England to surprise him in 2007. I wanted him and my Mom to go somewhere together. I knew they would not simply go some place and forget the brutal truth about his illness but I knew this would be appreciated and they would go and enjoy it the best they could.

They chose to go to the 'Shanklin Beach Hotel' in the Isle of Wight. I heard so many times how much they really enjoyed this break away. They were always saying 'Thank you' and how grateful they were for this chance to get away. I am so grateful to Lance who has been so selfless in allowing me to help my parents enjoy time together. Of course I had to marry someone who was like my Dad who always wanted to help others.

"We love you Dad"

O Christmas Tree

2008-12-26T19:06:00.001-08:00

This picture was taken Christmas 2007 at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building in Salt Lake City, UT.

Lance had a camera and I had a camera. Mom decided to look at Lance and Dad was not sure where to look. ;)

Today in Great Britain and something I have been used to all my life was Boxing Day. I let Lance know when I married him and moved here that I would be celebrating the 4th of July so he needed to celebrate Boxing Day with me. He was happy to oblige. I am always amazed when I am asked if we have the 4th of July in England. I say "Of course we do, it is after the 3rd and before the 5th!" What can say I am my Father's daughter :) We always buy a family gift for Boxing Day and this year we bought a karaoke machine.

What a blast we have had. Our house has had a 'not too wonderful Mommy' lately. I have not wanted to do much as far as family things go. I have been rather emotional and I am telling you we have sang all day. It was so fun to listen to Natalie (our 18 year old) sing-a-ling-ling all day to all kinds of different music. My turn...........Abba "Super Trouper" was my song. Oh boy did I belt that out. We may audition for American Idol soon. :)

Suddenly, I thought of Dad (which is not unusual) and what a "Super Trouper" he has been all his life. I had my usual chat with Mom today. I was in my bedroom telling her I could hear everyone singing in the family room and how it had been the first day in a long time I actually felt like laughing, singing and dancing. She assured me that is what my Dad would want and expect me to be doing. Mom told me how it is getting harder for her. She didn't mean in physically caring for him but it is getting harder for her to watch him get weaker and weaker. Dad doesn't talk now but when he does, he says "I love you" and "Thank you". I made her laugh by talking about memories and fun things. I asked her why you couldn't appreciate parents when you are a teenager :)

Last Boxing Day we went to the 'Brewsters'. They live in Bountiful, UT. Craig was a missionary in England when I was just a toddler. It is always a treat when we go to dinner at their house as they set their table in good ole' England style. It spotts a bobby hat (Police hat) and a Winston Churchill figurine. Laurie cooks a beautiful dinner, she and her daughters are the best servers! My Mom always makes the trifle which is a big hit and Dad and Craig reminisce from years gone by. There will be a post for Missionary Monday with Craig's thoughts coming soon.

Click here to read more about Boxing Day.

"We love you Dad"

Merry Christmas

2008-12-25T19:23:00.000-08:00

These pictures were taken December 2008 in Hull England. Savannah was an angel and Samantha was a shepherd in the church nativity. I was told by a reliable (Non family member) source that Samantha sang all the carols really well. It is so hard on me being so far away but I do make the most of my phone calls.

This is Caitlin in Johannesburg, South Africa who was an angel. Jared told me she really was an angel too as she behaved so well.

It is the first Christmas Day in my life that I haven't spoken with my Dad. He barely speaks now. I know he has a prayer in his heart for his family.

My message is short and sweet. I am truly grateful for the Savior who was born many years ago who came to redeem us. That through him we may live eternally one day.

I hope you have felt of his spirit and love this Christmas season.

Oh holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
Till He appear'd and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
Oh night divine, Oh night when Christ was born;
Oh night divine, Oh night, Oh night Divine.

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here come the wise men from Orient land.
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our friend.
He knows our need, to our weakness is no stranger,
Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, Behold your King.

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,
His power and glory evermore proclaim.
His power and glory evermore proclaim.

"We love you Dad"

A Christmas Eve Treasured Memory

2008-12-24T19:42:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken last Christmas Eve (2007) at Tom and Duane Young's home in Salt Lake City, UT. Duane, Tom, Karen and Mike Young, Mom and Dad.

The Youngs have been very good friends of our family. Mike served in the England Leeds Mission and Dad stayed at the Young's home when he first visited the US in 1975. They invited Mom and Dad to their home for their Christmas Eve family dinner. Again, Dad was not feeling well but NEVER ever let his friends down. Another of his sayings was "My word is my bond." If he said he would do something, he did it. No questions asked. When they came home that night, they both told me what a wonderful time they had and how great the dinner was.

One of my most treasured memories I have of my Dad occured on Christmas Eve in 1993. Unfortunately, I was at the beginning of a divorce at the age of 25. Natalie had just turned 3 and Kayleigh was 18 months. We lived in an apartment/flat. Dad came to visit us and it was not out of the ordinary. He came over almost every night to visit us, basically checking that everything was okay. This night, he asked if he could take a bath and I said of course he could.

Dad came out of the bathroom cleanly shaven wearing his pajamas. I looked at him and he simply said this: "I hope you don't mind love, I would like to stay the night. I can't bear to think of my daughter and grand daughters alone, especially on Christmas Eve."

We hugged each other and I went to bed that night again thanking God for blessing me with the most wonderful Dad in the world. I pondered then as I do now all the fabulous things my Dad had done for me and my family and basically anyone he came into contact with. I know he wanted to be home with my Mom that night. I know he wanted to be home with my brother and sister that night too but he thought about my situation and knew all would be well at home if he did what he did. What a legacy to pass down to his posterity.

When Natalie and Kayleigh woke up on Christmas morning, Grandad told them that Grandma had called him to let him know that Santa had dropped off all their presents at their house and we were to go over there as quickly as we could. We got ready and walked/ran over to their house (which was very close). Mom had everything taken care of. Gifts, warmth, big hugs and a lovely breakfast. (More details to follow in tomorrows post ;)

All the gold in the world could have been given to me that Christmas and it wouldn't have meant to me what that memory did and still does today.

~To me, this is what Christmas is all about. This is what being a Father/Daughter is all about~

"We love you Dad"

All I want for Christmas......

2008-12-23T21:13:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken December 2007 at Gardner Village in West Jordan, UT.

Can't you just tell this couple are in love? After being together over 50 years that love has never faltered. I think of how they have been such good examples to me and how different my life would have been without them.

Just look at the clear blue sky. It was a beautiful day! Have you ever had one of those days you wish you could re-live? This would be one of mine for sure. We had such a nice time just walking around and going into all the cute little shops. Click here to read more about Gardner Village.

I LOVE this picture. We had a wonderful day shopping. Shopping was never Dad's favorite thing to do but he did anything that my Mom enjoyed doing. He would prefer to go shopping with her rather than stay at home and not have her by his side. He literally rolled his eyes and shook his head when we went into the shoe shop. I believe between Mom and I we are talking about about 150 pairs of shoes.

This takes me back many years ago to when I bought a pair of shoes from "Furmans" in Saville Street, Hull, England. I decided after I had bought them that I didn't really like them so I took them back. The sales assistant told me I couldn't have a refund even though I produced my receipt. I asked why and she said their policy was no refunds. I told my Dad about this and he said "Come on love, I will get you your money". We went into the shoe shop and my Dad explained how I had not worn the shoes and was wanting a refund. Again the assistant told us we couldn't have a refund. My Dad then asked for the Manager. The Manager came over to us and he too refused the refund. Dad sat down on a chair and told the Manager we would not be leaving the store until we received our refund.

There was no sign in the shop nor on the receipt stating that refunds were not issued. I sat down next to my Dad and the Manager knew we meant business. He then told us he was going to call the Police if we did not leave the store. I told the Manager to go ahead and call the Police as we weren't leaving without our refund. The Police arrived and had a word with the Manager and then with us. Within minutes the Manager came over with my money.

This experience taught me a great deal. It taught me that I had a Dad who did not back down. I had a Dad who wasn't afraid to stand his ground. I loved him for that. That was a memory he didn't forget. He would often ask if I remembered the experience. I said "Yes I do and will never forget it".

Thank you my sweet, dear Mother for all you are doing for Dad. My heart breaks to think of how you feel at this time.

May God bless you both

"We love you Dad"

Missionary Monday

2008-12-22T21:53:00.001-08:00

I know you cannot see the picture very well. I will change it but wanted to be sure to post today.

The picture was taken at the MTC in Preston, England in 1999. Jared was leaving to go on his mission to Johannesburg, South Africa for 2 years.

There was a meeting that we were invited to where the Missionaries who were already at the MTC (Missionary Training Center) sang "The Armies of Helaman". I played the piano. Everytime I have heard that song since then I have thought of Jared.
When we said our goodbyes and there were many tears, we went to Burger King for lunch. I remember I couldn't eat anything......see Jared was my best friend at this time and the thought of not seeing him for 2 years was unthinkable.
Three weeks later when Jared was leaving for South Africa (He had to spend 3 weeks at the MTC) my family went to the airport to say goodbye to Jared before leaving for South Africa. This time I did not go. I had already said Goodbye and I could not do it again. I couldn't bear it.

Jared had been a very good friend to me all his life. Ever since the day I left him in the toilets on Savoy Road. (Long story, but at least you know I went back for him :) We had so much in common. I just loved spending time with him. He was the one who got me into football. He was the one who got me into listening to groups such as Metallica and Rush. There are far too many memories to write in this one post. There are so many I really wouldn't know where to start.

Jared was really good about writing whilst he was in South Africa. I used to receive a letter at least once a week. I was much better at writing to Jared than I was Michael. This was mainly due to the fact that I was much older and I had an appreciation for how wonderful it was to receive letters at this point.

It wasn't as easy for Mom and Dad to go to pick Jared up when he was finished due to the fact he was in South Africa. We went to Manchester airport to pick him up. We were all so very excited to see him.

Dad was very proud of both his sons for serving missions. It was something he always wished he could have done. He missed them both very much and would tell us all the time :) He was very good with his letter writing and kept them up to date with everything that was happening at home.

Jaz, do you remember when Dad asked that young lad where your bike seat was in Hull Station? :)

"We love you Dad"

My heart is breaking!

2008-12-21T19:49:00.000-08:00

I had my post for today all planned out but when Rebecca sent me this picture, I just KNEW I would have to change it and post this today.

This is the very last picture taken of our Dad. It was taken in Aug '08. Sienna was just 3 months old. Dad always loved his picture taken and was not camera shy at all. After this picture he didn't want anymore taken. Shortly after this was taken, he started to go down hill and has been bed ridden since September.

My little heart is breaking! This is sheer torture for us as a family. Knowing that our Dad is suffering and that our Mom is literally worn out, but just like him, there are no words of complaint. They do what they have to and need to do.

We are told that we suffer trials for our own good. I know that this is not only a test for my Dad but his entire family too. His body is so weak but his spirit is so strong. He has been such a good example all our lives.

Look at the picture again at the top of this post. On the wall you will see my Mom's favorite picture of him. I have to say how very grateful I am that I have such wonderful parents. They have been such a wonderful example to their children. We are truly blessed to have them in our lives. We cannot imagine our lives without Dad but even more so we cannot imagine not seeing him ever again. Thank goodness for the knowledge we have that this life is not the end. .

Most of you know that music plays an important part in my life. I am a HUGE fan of 'Kenneth Cope'. Most of you will know who he is and some will not. I have listened to and loved his music for many years now. He has the most amazing voice and the lyrics and music are awesome. I have been listening to his album "Greater Than Us All" and even sang John (my son) to sleep this evening. A sincere 'Thank You' to Kenneth for sharing his talents with us. Kenneth has a new website coming soon - http://www.kennethcope.com/ You can sign up for the monthly newsletter. I actually met and chatted with him at Deseret Book Store in Cottonwood Mall back in 2002 when I bought one of his signed copies of "Hear My Praise". I know Kenneth won't remember, but I sure do :)

Please keep our family in your prayers. For those of you who are praying for us. "Thank You".

"We love you Dad"

Fish and Chips

2008-12-20T20:22:00.000-08:00

When people ask what I miss most about England, I obviously say my family. The next thing I miss is FISH AND CHIPS. Not particularly Bob Carver's fish and chips however.

Next to Dad's favorite dinner of stew and dumplings, fish and chips was next. When I visited England in May, I went to York with Mom and Dad and Dad and I decided we would share our fish and chips. We were certainly glad we shared them as they were AWFUL. The funny thing is Dad and I never forgot it. We talked about it pretty much all the day and then afterwards.

I always look so forward to fish and chips when I go over to England and our favorite place now is the fish and chip shop in Portobello Street. Dad used to always talk about rugby with the owner when we went in.

Michael lives in Whitby, North Yorkshire. Whitby is a seaside resort and they cook fresh fish caught right there in the sea. Lance was amazed at the size of the fish when we went to visit. The large plate was not even big enough for the fish.

We took Mom and Dad to 'Skippers' for fish and chips when they came to visit us. Dad looked at it and asked if it was goldfish and chips :)

"We love you Dad"

Families can be Together Forever

2008-12-19T21:24:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken between 1980-1982. Dad was the Branch President of the Hull North Branch at the time.

I know those of you have been following this blog will know I am just sitting here sobbing right now. When I saw this picture, I said "Oh he looks so young, and so healthy and he has so much hair and it is so dark :)

Whilst Dad was Branch President, he did his very best. I remember him visiting many of the members regularly. As always, he wanted to make sure everyone was well and happy. He didn't have a car back then either. He would ride his bike for miles to go to visit people. We lived in Mersey Street at the time and most of the members lived on Bransholme/Sutton Park. Way back then, just like now, we just never heard him complain. Everything he did, he did with a good heart.

I mentioned in a very recent post how I want to have my Dad's glasses and his watch. Click here to read that post. I think I should also ask for a suit. It will remind me of the countless hours he spent serving God and his people. But then, I would need a pair of his jeans and a t-shirt as it really didn't matter what he was wearing, he was always serving God.

We really have been blessed with a wonderful Father. Michael, Rebecca, Jared and myself are really going through the hardest thing we have had to endure in our lives. I must mention our dear Mother here. What a wonderful husband he has been to her. What a wonderful wife she has been to him over the years and continues now to do everything she possibly can for him.

"I have a family here on earth, they are so good to me

I want to share my life with them through all eternity.

Families can be together forever

Through Heavenly Fathers plan.

I always want to be with my own family

And the Lord has shown me how I can,

The Lord has shown me how I can."

"We love you Dad"

What a cutie

2008-12-18T21:28:00.000-08:00

This is a picture of Sienna (Gary's and Rebecca's youngest).

Sienna is Dad's youngest grandchild. She was born in May 2008 and I was very fortunate to have been in England for her arrival. She is so cute. I never saw her eyes when I was over there as she was always asleep.

Dad was always happy to welcome a baby in our family. I often think how he unfortuately will never see a great grand child. Unfortunately, he knew Sienna the least. He was ill when she was born and she has not got to play and enjoy time with him like the other grand children have. She never got to receive the daily chocolate bars (milky ways) nor the drives in the car or the swings in the air.

What Sienna will have is a life where her Grandad will always be talked about. A life where she will learn all about his sacrifice, his love, his honor and his name. She will hear many stories that will make her laugh and she will look forward, as we all will to the time when we will be re-united never to suffer pain or trials anymore. In our church when a baby is born, they are given a blessing and I am so happy that my Dad was always worthy to give us blessings. What a wonderful thing Sienna can always think about.......she was the last baby that Dad had the privilege of assisting in her blessing.

Using Sienna's name, here are more words to describe Dad:

S - Sacrifice : Dad has sacrificed so much in his life. Above all has been his time. He has always put everyone before himself and has sacrificed much.

I - Inspiring : Dad is a very inspiring person. He has studied and read and prayed about many things. He is an inspiration to all.

E - Example : Dad has been a great example throughout his life. He has always tried to live his life the best he could.

N- Nice : Dad is REAL Nice. Many people have described him as a very nice man. He always taught us to be nice to one another.

N- No Frills: Dad has always been a 'no frills' kinda guy. Monetary items were never important to him. It never mattered to him that he really didn't have money or wordly possessions.

A - Amazing : Dad truly is amazing. He has done more in his 60 odd years than most people who live to be in their 90's.

"We love you Dad"

Having fun

2008-12-17T21:44:00.000-08:00

This picture was taken in August 2007 just after one of Dad's many appointments at Castle Hill hospital.

I remember the day when pay phones were a part of every day life. Many times I stood outside in a line of people waiting to use it. With the convenience of cell phones now, pay phones are no longer really necessary.

I have mentioned this in a previous post but I really do miss hearing my Dad's voice. He always had a joke, always asked how everyone was doing and would never fail to ask if there was anything he could do for us. I never took those conversations for granted. I looked so forward to our daily chat. It is amazing how much you miss something as simple as a phone call.

I cannot hear my Dad's voice now. He always makes an effort to say "I love you" in a whisper. That means so much to me to hear that.

I asked Dad to never say 'Goodbye' on the phone. I always want 'I love you' to be the final words I hear him say.

What a man!!!

"We love you Dad"