tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329272876568441629.post7239217465452238864..comments2023-06-29T06:13:55.448-06:00Comments on Love & Dreams: Fund for Anne's childrenWardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00468588295184087655noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329272876568441629.post-1967167731889595072009-08-31T22:02:55.866-06:002009-08-31T22:02:55.866-06:00Thank you John for posting this letter. It was al...Thank you John for posting this letter. It was almost like reading Anne's blog! Very touching and very true!MKGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12612659573519247213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8329272876568441629.post-53941530401888902712009-08-26T12:30:15.155-06:002009-08-26T12:30:15.155-06:00One of Anne's friends, Sarah Buma, posted this...One of Anne's friends, Sarah Buma, posted this message on my blog and I thought it was so nice that I wanted to post it here. I hope Sarah doesn't mind. I especially like the part about the color white with glitzy gold glitter, sounds like Anne to me too.<br /><br />"You don't know me, but we both love Anne. We were friends in Cleveland. I was her counselor while she was the Primary President in our little branch in Ohio. Then, she was released as that and became the Gospel Doctrine teacher while my husband was the Sunday School President. Since then, we have moved to Alaska. Yet, even in this distant land, Anne reached out, often. I loved her emails, great ideas, humor and testimony. I've loved being a part of her life. So many people love her so much, because she knew how to love. I was talking with a friend that I visit teach, telling her about Anne's magic--how wonderfully kind and angelic she is, and how much I'll miss her. My friend asked to see a picture of her. It turns out that Anne was her EFY counselor many years ago. There are hearts all over the world aching. But because Anne is who she is, she would have us find something to smile about. So, we are celebrating her--through the tears. This morning my son pointed out that one of his crayons has a really long name. He read it to me, "white with glitzy gold glitter". He said, "usually they are just blue or red or something regular". I told him that's exactly the color of Sister Creager. She's as pure as temple-white, but as modest as she is, she was a sparkling, fun, beautiful person that made the world full of light. When you gather with your family this week, please know that there are MANY praying for you all. We KNOW that Anne will receive compensation for all she has endured so faithfully...we're praying for all of you (and us) who will miss her so much. If you're ever talking to Ward and the girls, down the road, tell them the dolls we sent the girls a year and a half ago are "forget-me-not" dolls. I told Anne, and we talked often, via email, about ways she could help the girls remember that Heavenly Father will always provide a way...He will also provide a way for joy to overcome sorrow. She didn't want for things to turn out this way. We talked about how every time we take the sacrament we renew our capacity to Remember the Savior...and it is HE who makes eternal families possible. Forget-me-nots are Alaska's state flower and the native dolls I sent the girls are from the story, "Mama, Do You Love Me?" She loved us all. I know Anne left many things for her girls to help them cope. But it will be OUR job, as those who knew Anne, to remind them that-- YES, THEIR MAMA DOES LOVE THEM!!!"John Petersenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17437128007516471723noreply@blogger.com