<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983831299591811836</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:13:48.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hosford-Woolley Window</title><subtitle type='html'>We are a family that came together because we choose to be together.  My first 5 children come from my first husband who was suddenly killed in a tragic car accident leaving me with 5 small children to raise.  I met Verne a divorced man a little older, but so much wiser. I knew a good thing when I saw it!  And a love-story began and only gets better.  To that family we added a beautiful daughter McKenzie, she is the light of ALL our lives.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cyndi W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07691900423967208325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/StC2h67tuHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ySkV02lPi9k/S220/Macky-%26-Mom.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983831299591811836.post-2649141224628967500</id><published>2010-08-03T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T06:53:40.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/TFgdLjsKReI/AAAAAAAAARI/FBMZH4XSND8/s1600/Barbara+%26+Harlow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/TFgdLjsKReI/AAAAAAAAARI/FBMZH4XSND8/s400/Barbara+%26+Harlow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501179029229290978" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My wonderful Mother-in-Law died Sunday August 1st at 4:14 PM.  My Father-in-Law had called and said she wasn't doing well.  We had hoped to get over there before she passed but were unsuccessful.  However, I knew her time was coming very very quickly.  I had had a very special sacred experience that happened about a week ago, so I knew her time was short.  (Unfortunately it is too sacred and near and dear to my heart to express it in a blogpage.)  After that experience, I immediately went to her to say my "Goodbyes" and to let her know how much I loved and appreciated all she did for us over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and Lyra and Little Beautiful Reagan will be here on the 15th, I was hoping she could hang on to see them, but that was not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Michael is already teaching her "The Gospel of our Savior Jesus Christ".  I know he was taken to do a work he was unable to do while on this Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Barbara....till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7983831299591811836-2649141224628967500?l=thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2649141224628967500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/2649141224628967500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/2649141224628967500'/><author><name>Cyndi W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07691900423967208325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/StC2h67tuHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ySkV02lPi9k/S220/Macky-%26-Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/TFgdLjsKReI/AAAAAAAAARI/FBMZH4XSND8/s72-c/Barbara+%26+Harlow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983831299591811836.post-2635929571776293904</id><published>2010-08-03T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T06:15:06.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Gone!</title><content type='html'>My wonderful Mother-in-law died Sunday at 4:14pm.  We had been notified by my Father-in-law that she wasn't doing well, but I guess we wanted to believe she would still be here for another day or two.  I had had a very special and sacred experience (too much so to share on a blog page), I knew her time was coming very soon.  Because of the urgency of the experience I had, I immediately dropped everything, and went to her.  I went to say my  "Goodbye's"   I wanted to make-sure she knew I loved her, and her son who had gone on before all of us, and let her know how much I still miss him, even-though Verne is an awesome Husband, Father and Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had really wished she could have held on to see Justin, Lyra, and Beautiful little Reagan, they will be here in two weeks....but that was not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my 1st husband Michael is already teaching her the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  I believe he had a mighty work to do, and it was not on this Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell Barbara....Till we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7983831299591811836-2635929571776293904?l=thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2635929571776293904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/2635929571776293904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/2635929571776293904'/><author><name>Cyndi W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07691900423967208325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/StC2h67tuHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ySkV02lPi9k/S220/Macky-%26-Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983831299591811836.post-2908002483261099581</id><published>2010-07-21T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:00:19.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a summer so far!</title><content type='html'>We have had the summer of our lives.  It started off a little crazy with Verne's hip re-replacement, and then Heart-Attack, but we are so thankful he is O.K. and thriving!  In fact, it has given us an opportunity of summer fun and time together.  Verne has mentioned several times that McKenzie has something that none of the other kids have had, and that is undivided time with one or both of us.  And I can tell you we are taking every advantage of it!  I get off of work at 11:00 AM most days and so that leaves the rest of the day to play.  We took a day trip down to Hanford to the Superior Dairy to get ice cream, and then onto Traver to the Cheese Factory, what a fun day that was.  The next day we spent all day at the lake, and my sweet daughter is one little hotdog when it comes to water sports.  In one day she learned to kneeboard, wakeboard, and scurf, (she learned to water-ski last year.  She definately is a Woolley through and through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then decided it would be fun to start taking friends to the lake with her, so on Friday she invited Katelyn over to spend the night we went to a movie that evening at Edwards.  Then on Saturday morning we headed off to the lake with a picnic lunch from Subway.  We thought we'd only stay a few hours...that was a joke.  The girls had such a great time we didn't get home until 7:30.  Katelyn learned how to kneeboard and seemed to really enjoy it, plus they did a ton of tubing.  I LOVE my life!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7983831299591811836-2908002483261099581?l=thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2908002483261099581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7983831299591811836&amp;postID=2908002483261099581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/2908002483261099581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/2908002483261099581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/index.html#2908002483261099581' title='What a summer so far!'/><author><name>Cyndi W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07691900423967208325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/StC2h67tuHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ySkV02lPi9k/S220/Macky-%26-Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983831299591811836.post-2387248328927998024</id><published>2010-07-06T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T12:18:18.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7983831299591811836-2387248328927998024?l=thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/feeds/2387248328927998024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7983831299591811836&amp;postID=2387248328927998024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/2387248328927998024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/2387248328927998024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/index.html#2387248328927998024' title=''/><author><name>Cyndi W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07691900423967208325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/StC2h67tuHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ySkV02lPi9k/S220/Macky-%26-Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983831299591811836.post-7892418495389383291</id><published>2009-04-14T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:44:06.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to My First Love!</title><content type='html'>For 20 years now I have silently celebrated my first husbands Birthday in my heart every April 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  He Died on January 20, 1990 at the age of 28 in a tragic car accident.  We had a 7 year old, a 6 year old, a 4 year old, and 7 month old twin daughters at the time.  That morning my heart broke and I never thought it would ever recover.  But with 5 small children, life moved on and moved on quickly.  Life doesn't stop when you have 5 small children, although I so desperately wanted it to.  He missed baptizing his first and oldest child and then of course every child after that.  He missed their first dates, their proms.  He wasn't here to see his only Son leave on a Mission.  He missed their weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story isn't all sad, 10 years after his death, I met and married a wonderful man who is a fabulous Step-Father to my 5 children and we have had a beautiful daughter together.  Who is the light of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on special occasions such as today, His Birthday, it's hard to not think back and shed a tear and remember what a special man that he was!  It hard to believe he'd be 48 today, possibly have some gray hair.  This year I decided I didn't want to silently celebrate anymore.  I wrote letters to my older children and planned for them to get to them today, and told them what their Dad meant to me.  I shared some personal memories that pertained to each of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thing that makes this an especially hard year, is his Mother who is a fabulous Grandmother to all 6 of my children was recently diagnosed with stage 4 Lung Cancer, and it has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;spread to her blood, bone, and liver.  But being the strong woman that she is she is undergoing chemotherapy with the hope of halting this awful disease.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no way does this take away from the Love I have for Verne and I am so very grateful that he understands this, and allows me to have my emotional moments and put his big beautiful arms around me and always tells me we will get through this.   He stepped in when my childrens Father could not and I will be Forever grateful. I  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love you Verne and  &lt;/span&gt;am so glad you are mine!  My Love Always Cyndi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7983831299591811836-7892418495389383291?l=thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/feeds/7892418495389383291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7983831299591811836&amp;postID=7892418495389383291&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/7892418495389383291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/7892418495389383291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/index.html#7892418495389383291' title='Happy Birthday to My First Love!'/><author><name>Cyndi W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07691900423967208325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/StC2h67tuHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ySkV02lPi9k/S220/Macky-%26-Mom.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7983831299591811836.post-4304538434645636038</id><published>2009-03-26T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T13:42:32.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Cherished Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/ScvjwIm_mNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/N95dCnOgKO4/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/ScvjwIm_mNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/N95dCnOgKO4/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317594201125263570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chantelle had sent me the photo of her and Verne dancing but she sent it to my old e-mail address and so I didn't get it in time for my last post.  It looks like Verne was bending over to give Chantelle a kiss.   I couldn't believe my sweet daughter was married.  She had been my sidekick for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her own Father passed away she was only 7, but she immediately stepped up to the plate and started acting like a little adult.  She would tell her brother and sisters, be good, you can't say that, be nice to Mom, do what you are suppose to do.  To be honest, I was a little apprehensive when I married Verne.  I was afraid there would be some major clashing between the two of them.  There never was.  I credit that to the fact that they both are such wonderful individuals.  When Verne and I married, He went to Chantelle and said, "I'm going to be the Dad now, you can go back to being a teenager."  And that's exactly what she did without missing a beat.  She never said how unfair it was, how she had been so grown-up for so long, how could I bring a man into the house after all these years.  She was just happy that I was happy.  Now maybe some of you can see why I call her my #1 Daughter.  I love her beyond measure, as I do all my children...Chantelle just will always hold a very special place in my heart!  So when she found her wonderful companion Robert and had her reception in the Roziers beautiful backyard, the moment I will cherish most is seeing those two dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7983831299591811836-4304538434645636038?l=thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/feeds/4304538434645636038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7983831299591811836&amp;postID=4304538434645636038&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/4304538434645636038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7983831299591811836/posts/default/4304538434645636038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehosfordwoolleywindow.blogspot.com/index.html#4304538434645636038' title='That Cherished Moment'/><author><name>Cyndi W</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07691900423967208325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/StC2h67tuHI/AAAAAAAAANs/ySkV02lPi9k/S220/Macky-%26-Mom.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yQefwwJXwno/ScvjwIm_mNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/N95dCnOgKO4/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
