Dad would love for all of you to write a memory you have of mom. It will be a wonderful keepsake for him. You can write a comment on the blog or if you don't have a blogger account you can email them to sntvd@yahoo.com or mail them to Stan Natividad, P.O. box 7 pima az 85543
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Thank you for setting up this space. It has been nice to feel connected without calling all the time. Stan will always be a big brother to us. We are praying for you.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite memories of Norma is when she first came into Stan's life. He had recently had his heart crushed but when he met Norma, it was like the sunshine came out from behind the clouds and he couldn't stop smiling. They bonded when they first met and their relationship is a shining example to all of us. Their love is special.
I hope someone checked the post office today. I mailed a package a couple of days ago and it should be there. I sent a journal for you all to record your memories and thoughts as you gather and remember. You could put a picture of Norma in the front cover if you like...or maybe one of the whole family.
You will be given many 'tender mercy' moments like the one shared in the blog when Norma started singing. Write these memories in the journal. Moments like that should be recorded so the memory and the feelings don't fade.
Our thoughts and prayers are with you at this time. I know the Lord will sustain all of you.
Love from Don and Linda Lyster
I'm glad that you have a blog going. It's good to have the news each day and hear the ups and downs.
ReplyDeleteI wanted to share just a little of my memories of Norma. I'm Philis's 2nd daughter and I'm one year younger than Marie. My summers in Pima are special times I'll never forget. We fed the pigs, gathered the eggs, rode Tony the horse, played king and queen in the hayloft, made homemade ice cream, fudge and had wonderful adventures.
To me, Norma and Leora were the ultimate teenagers and I wanted to be just like them. I wanted the fluffy slips behind the dresser, the drawers full of Avon lipstick samples and perfumes. They were both my heroes. In 7th grade, I would look out the window in my school class and wish that they would appear and take me away. The kids would be so impressed to see them - such beautiful girls that were always smiling and radiated happiness. While I was in the clumsy awkward age, they had confidence and such marvelous talents that just drew people to them.
I loved their singing. I watched them at Red Knolls participate in the Promised Valley production. Forget movie stars -- no Sandra Dee for me-- I had my aunts!
After high school, I decided that I would follow in my aunt Norma's footsteps and attend college, travel around the world, and then get married. She seemed so sure of herself and so focused on her goals. That was my plan.
My friend and I went to EA in 1969 and stayed with Grandma Delsa and Grandpa Phil. They installed a heater on the second floor just for us. So, you see, your home welcomed me even then. I can picture you all gathering around her in your Sunday clothes. I have been there.
My aunt Norma is still my heroine. She has raised such a beautiful family and the way she has faced this ultimate challenge is inspiring to all of us. There are several things I have learned from her even during this difficult time.
Just one thing more. During those impressive years, I learned from you guys that a good "missionary" handshake is firm and done with enthusiasm. I tried that for a few years until I realized that girls really didn't do that. thanks alot.
I love you, Norma. My prayers are always for your family.