Hulda Crooks

In the nearly 5 years that we have lived in Loma Linda, Jen and I have frequently gone up in the hills by our house. We have been up there literally hundreds of times to either hike, ride mountain bikes or do a trail run. Its up in these hills where I broke my clavicle. We know these hills well, but today was the first time I have ever headed up there with the purpose of just taking pictures. I saw things that i never really noticed before and gained a new appreciation for the scenery. The hills are only green like this for a few months in winter, shortly they will be brown and dry as a bone. Enjoy the photos.

a difficult day to remember...

I feel so loved and thankful for all of my family and friends who thought of me on such a difficult day to remember. One year ago today I received a phone call telling me of the worst tragedy I could have never thought possible. One year ago today, my life was changed forever. This year has definitley been a trying one, a long one, yet somehow crept up on me way too fast.

My dad sent me flowers with the help of my mom, it was so touching. She told me she felt inspired that he wanted her to send them from him to tell me how much he loves me. Thank you mom, you are wonderful.

I went to the temple this morning and I am so glad that I did, it was just what I needed. When I returned home, several bouquets of flowers, sweet cards and kind messages were delivered from friends and family. I truly appreciate you. Thank you for thinking of me, it helped me get through another February 8th.

G. Love - Fixin' To Die