Lessons Learned: A blog about my life

Sunday, March 16, 1980 When I arrived in Canada, Sander picked me up at the airport. He seemed happy to have me here. Sander told me he had been thinking a lot about suicide before I wrote that I was coming. Sander drives a truck for a living, so I drove around with him all…

Sunday, June 17, 1979 The bishop has asked me if I pay full tithing. I told him I did. Then he asked me whether the amount was before or after taxes were deducted from my paycheck. I answered, “After.” He told me I needed to pay it before. I responded, “I can’t do that since…

Sunday, February 4, 1979 Ever since Mom went back to church, the missionaries have been coming to our place regularly. Missionaries have come and gone. They have all tried to get me to come to church. I smile and say, “No, thank you.” I thought, “The church is true and perfect; how could God want…

Monday, January 15, 1979 Today is a day I’ll never forget!  It has been about a week since Sander left. I was working in the cafeteria, peeling potatoes just like I did every Monday morning. My manager came over to me and said,” Someone on the phone asked to talk to you.” I wondered who that…

Saturday, December 23, 1978 Mom, Beth, and I were excited to have Sander come and stay with us. Mom had planned for Beth and me to share a room, and for Sander to have my room. I didn’t mind.  Rather than getting a one-way ticket for Sander, it was cheaper for Mom to get a…

Friday, October 7, 1977 I thought Friday was never going to get here! I made sure my clothes, makeup, and hair was perfect! Then I went with my friends to Pussy Cat as soon as it opened. I waited and waited for Per to show up. I was getting discouraged and thought he must not…

Sunday, June 19, 1977 Nick drove me to the airport and helped me find the gate where I was to board the plane heading for Denmark. When it was time to part, we both cried. I assured him that time would go by fast, and before we knew it, I would be back. No one…

Non Sono Stupido – I’m not stupid Monday, May 23, 1977 It’s been two weeks since Sander moved. He still has not called to tell me where he is. I just don’t understand. Doesn’t he know I worry about him, and that he is the only family I have here in Canada? Tuesday, May 24, 1977…

Wednesday, May 4, 1977 I got a letter from Mom and Beth. Beth wrote that she has lost six teeth since I left Denmark. I miss her so much! I wish I were there to see her grow and change. Thursday, May 5, 1977 After school, I went to visit Sander. I asked if I could…

Friday, March 25, 1977 Today, while I was in class, an announcement came over the loudspeaker. We were reminded that we were off for spring break next week. They also announced that jobs were available at Stanley Park for students who wanted to work while they were off. As soon as class ended, I hurried…