22 Feb 2004 #0408.html

Taylor Wright's Birth

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Dear Paul and Kate, Melanie and Jared, Bridget and Justin, Sara, Ben and Sarah, Heather, Audrey, Rachel, and Matt via hardcopy,

cc: file, Andrea, Tony Hafen, Sara and Des Penny, & Maxine Shirts

Welcome to "Thoughtlets." This is a weekly review of an idea, belief, thought, or words that will hopefully be of some benefit to you, my children, with an electronic copy to on-line extended family members. Any of you can ask me not to clutter your mail box at any time.

"All things come to those who wait. Even though it might not seem like it is every going to happen after one has waited for nine months. You might note Taylor Wright's birth did occur on Melanie's due date, and so, even though she was not born on Valentine's Day 2004 (../0407.html), she actually came right on time.

First granddaughter! Wow! Makes me feel old. As I look around me and see all of the stuff that is happening in the world, it causes me to worry. However, when it comes right down to what I can do, there isn't much good will come from worrying. So I choose to have faith in the future, hoping Taylor will have a wonderful life, and loving Taylor, her brother, her cousins, and their parents with all of my heart.

As I hinted at last week there were a lot of prime number's tied to Taylor's birth. It was 12:30 (note 1, 2, 3, 0) when Melanie called 1307 Emerald Green (note 1, 3, 0, 7) to tell us she was in room 307 (note 3, 0, 7) of the Beaumont Hospital with her new daughter Taylor, who was born at 7:00 AM (note 7), weighing in at 7 pounds 11 ounces (note 7 and 11) and 21 inches long (note 2, 1, or 3 x 7). I'm really not a numerologist. I just like prime numbers, and thought it was an interesting set of numbers noted last week (0407.html).

After eating lunch last Sunday, I drove over to Beaumont while Andrea read the paper and we talked. Jared said he thought we must have flown over, we got there so quick after Melanie called us. The Wright's were there, along with Sister Wright's mother and some of the kids. I took 19 photographs while we were there and Andrea took 5 when she went back over on Tuesday and Wednesday. For those of you not in Houston, these photos are on the web at: ../photos/Family/05_JaredMelanie/02_Taylor/040215-18/. I have attached one of the photos for you, and I will post 8 of my favorite ones with the on-line version of this Thoughtlet. These 8 digital pictures show:
My first photo of Taylor, with her Great-Grandma partially hidden in the background. Andrea holding Taylor.
Melanie, Jared, and Taylor. Melanie, Taylor, and me.
Taylor on the blanket Andrea made for her. Melanie, with Taylor laying on the blanket at her feet.
Colby sitting in a Rocking Chair at the Beaumont hospital. Taylor at home with Cammy holding her.
Click on the image above for a larger scale photo.

I laughed when Melanie told me her Mom told her she had never met anyone before who named their child after their High School. Melanie was adamant this was not the basis of the name choice.

It is amazing to remember my baby Melanie's birth in Dallas, and to be faced with the fact she now has two babies. I have been trying to find the words to describe my feelings this week, and I haven't found them yet.

On Monday Melanie called in tears and told us that Damon, her brother-in-law who moved into Jared and her townhouse right after getting married a few weeks ago, was hit by a drunk driver on his way home from school. The air bag did not inflate, he had the full force of the wreck was on his face. Broken nose, big slash, broken skull, concern of swelling which would cause brain damage. He was taken to the same hospital Melanie and Taylor were at. As of this evening, Damon is out of ICU and has his own room. The neurosurgeon who did the work the first night said he didn't think he would make it. He was obviously wrong. He looks bad. Colby did not recognize him today. He has staples from one ear to the other and his eyes are swollen shut. He will be out of the hospital in two weeks. He is talking and is allowed to eat. Damon wants to get out of the hospital, and he still has his personality.

Andrea went to Vidor Tuesday morning after seminary, and came back Wednesday evening. It is really sad, but Matt and I didn't make it through the first evening without Andrea here before we were at each other. He refused to tell me about some problems with grades, and so I refused to sign a schedule approval, and it escalated from there. He refused to get off of the phone. I do not like constantly being talked back to, and ended up attempting to get his attention by breaking his phone before I gave it back. Wasn't my best response, nor my best evening. Nor was it Matt's best evening. Oh well!

On Thursday I received a nice note from my sister. It is interesting to me it was the only note received in response to my request for feedback last week (0407.html). Sara, I guess I am writing these Thoughtlets to you, even though you is on the cc line. In case someone else reads this, I will include your comments because I think they will be of interest to more than just me:

`Congratulations on the new granddaughter. Give our love to Melanie and family. I do read the thoughtlets, but when I tried to give advice before it was considered out of line, so I continue to pray for your situation to improve. I do think that risk taking is part of the family. Think of Daddy's gamble every spring to plant and hope that the crop would be good and wouldn't get rained on. Think of Grandpa Hafen bargaining wild cattle on the Arizona Strip into the ranch and purebred Herefords. Think of Uncle Glenn and all of his financial adventures. If you want to go back further think of the Swedish and Swiss families who came to Utah. They risked their lives hoping for a better world for themselves and their families. When I feel put upon I think of what a winter on the banks of Coal Creek in a lean-to would be like and I'm amazed they survived. We do hope things improve soon. Brian had an awful virus this week and ended up in the hospital hooked up to an IV. He had to have three liters of fluid because he was so dehydrated. He seems fine now, but it was a little scary. The rest of us are fine. I said the wrong dates for when we'll be back from seeing Des' family. It will be July lst, so we'll just be recovering from jet lag by the time you have the reunion. It should still be fine if that's the weekend that works best for your family. Love, Sara'

I was sorry to read about Brian's illness, and glad to read he is OK. I have never considered myself a gambler, and yet as I read Aunt Sara's words I realized I am. Certainly I am less risk averse than most. I didn't realize I considered Sara's advice out of line, and so I went back and reread what I wrote about getting a real job (../0037.html), and I quote:

`Sara I really appreciate your concern. I am concerned too. Concern is the reason I have been thinking about your off the cuff comment all this week. Thank you for your concern. I am firmly convinced I am on a path that is acceptable to the Lord, and I have placed my life in His hands. In my mind, and based on the fact I have never wanted for food nor essentials, what I do is a real job. So in the future, when I ask one of you to `Please get a real job!' I hope you will understand, like my sister I am simply concerned, and I hope you will be able to tell me with all sincerity you are on the Lord's errand and it is a real job. Have a great week!'

A year-and-a-half and lot's of credit card debt later, it is pretty obvious to me I was wrong. I've always been somewhat cynical as to what the Lord cares about. I don't think He cares what kind of car we drive or what kind of house we live in, as long as we are serving our fellowmen and meeting our obligations. Based on the financial stress of the last year-and-a-half, and how poorly I've done in meeting my obligations, it is pretty obvious to me that my being `firmly convinced' was misplaced. Oh well! Starting today I will once again work my hardest to do better. All any of us can do is repent, not dwell on our past mistakes, and do the best we can as we go forward.

I have taken a job with Geophysical Development Corporation (../0346.html). They finally came out of their financial reorganization, and are getting started on building up the business. I will be a consultant for the first month, and then an employee. The first week was mostly spent learning their products and services. I hate the commute, as it takes an hour each way, and this is completely wasted time. Somewhere I have a little cassette player that I can listen to books on tape, and hopefully I can find it tonight and settle into a routine. There is a lot of politics for a little company. However, the folks I work with are good people, very smart, and doing interesting things. They want me there, and after the baloney with HyperMedia Corporation and Continuum Resources this feels nice. I believe I can contribute, and so the next couple of months will demonstrate to all of us if this is going to work out. Fred Hilterman has left the company and gone back to the University of Houston, and they are attempting to recruit him and bring him back in. We spent half a day together this week, and it was a joy to be with him again. I think he likes working with me too! We had a lot of fun when we worked together at the Seismic Acoustics Lab.

They are sending me to China the end of March, and so I will be going through the L.A. airport a couple of times, if Ethan and Ben or Sarah happen to be available meet me for a brief visit. If not, we look forward to seeing you this summer when you visit, and hopefully in Cedar the week before July 4th.

Audrey has started her training as a Delta / Sky West Flight Attendant, and she asked for our marriage license this week. Maybe we will be able to visit Ethan (Ben and Sarah) and Grant (Paul and Kate) a little more often than we have the last couple of years. No, Colby and Taylor (Jared and Melanie), neither Sky West nor Delta fly to Vidor. We will just get in our car and drive over, like we did to celebrate Taylor Wright's birth."

I'm interested in sharing weekly a "thoughtlet" (little statements of big thoughts which mean a lot to me) with you because I know how important the written word can be. I am concerned about how easy it is to drift and forget our roots and our potential among all of distractions of daily life. To download any of these thoughtlets go to http://www.walden3d.com/thoughtlets or e-mail me at rnelson@walden3d.com.

With all my love,
(H. Roice Nelson, Jr.)

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Copyright © 2004 H. Roice Nelson, Jr.