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sun to shine like the rest <strong>of</strong> us. Finally the sun came out from behind those dark clouds for anhour. It was the day before Mothers Day and I had received many cards that were beautiful in themail and read them all from daughters and granddaughters, and it brought tears to my eyes. Whatmore could I want for Mother’s day. Outside the big grey cat had moved and came to my frontdoor with sagging caved in sides and hungry, meowing for food. I don’t like cats so I ignored herat first and looked at her caved in body, so I took pity on her and put out some warm milk andtuna fish and bread, thinking “no more be on your way.” Lo and behold she brings out her family<strong>of</strong> 3 kittens to be fed. So that was my extra gift for Mothers Day. “She encountered another tragedy in her life - the death <strong>of</strong> her husband in September1956. When he died she also had problems with a leaking ro<strong>of</strong> and plumbing that stoppedworking. Dad’s nephew Royce from Australia arrived two weeks after Dad’s death. <strong>The</strong>n in1961 she was diagnosed with breast cancer and had massive surgery. Dad had very littleinsurance and Mom had to manage on very little - just social security and help from the Church.She worked at the Church’s Welfare Square for several years and made some good friends there.She filled a stake mission from 1959 to 1961. Mom loved to study the scriptures and shewould memorize them. In spite <strong>of</strong> the fact that she had only had a sixth grade education, sheloved reading and you could always find her writing letters to friends and family and recordingher thoughts about life.<strong>The</strong> Lord loved her for her purity. She was a peacemaker. She fed the hungry andclothed the naked. She walked with God.One <strong>of</strong> Mom’s favorite poems was by J. Metcalfe - Remind Me God.Dear God when I am lonely and perhaps I feel despair let not my aching heart forget that you hearevery prayer. Remind me that no matter what I do or fail to do there still is hope for me as longas I have faith in you. Let not my eyes be blinded by some folly I commit. But help me to regretmy wrong and to make up for it. Inspire me to put my fears upon a hidden shelf and in the futurenever to be sorry for myself. Give me the restful sleep I need before another dawn and bless mein the morning with the courage to go on.My testimony written 1970 & rewritten 1987For My children and Grandchildren and All concerned<strong>Ruth</strong> <strong>Tagg</strong> <strong>Caley</strong>March 2 1907 toMarch 23 2000Age 93Today is the Sabbath day and I would like to bear you my testimony for I may not be hereto tell it later, so I am writing it down just as it happened, and how I feel, the spirit <strong>of</strong> God is<strong>Ruth</strong> <strong>Tagg</strong> <strong>Caley</strong> pg 57