Sunday, October 10, 2010

My Friend Loranna

During this time of year when harvesting is going on I think back to when I lived in SLO and I had a wonderful friend named Lorrana. She was always on her game, way ahead of us other young moms and wives. She was always the first one to make a quilt or have a garden or even do canning. At this time of year she was baking bread and doing fun crafty things. As Cali. girls, most of us just didn't think of those things. It's what Utah girls did... I remember going to her backyard and looking at her garden thinking it was truly an art. Her perfect little rows of everything! I just couldn't imagine why you would want a garden when we had a wonderful farmers market that we could go to every Thursday night. Gardens were too much work...
Lorrana was diagnosed with cancer when we were in high school. That was along time ago when cancer was a pretty new sickness for people. I graduated in 1979 she in
1980. She was never supposed to have children or even live beyond her twenties. She did marry, have 3 beautiful children and lived into her early thirties. I remember when she was extremely ill going thru chemo and going to her house to clean, make dinners and help feed her and take care of her children. Her house was warm and inviting with quilts laying around with canned food on the shelves that she canned from her garden. During her process of literally her last days she journaled like crazy. She wrote to each one of her kids and told all about them from birth to the present. She told them how wonderful and sweet they were and how heavenly father had special plans for them in this life. She quietly passed from this life and still to this day I think of her at this time and the impact she made in my life. She was a strong and faithful woman in the gospel. She loved the Lord and never questioned her journey in this life. She taught alot of us lessons of faith and the love of the savior. I miss her, I love her and hope as she continues her journey on the other side that she knows I think of her often. My friend Lorrana. The quilter, the canner, the gardner.


Kresta said...

What a beautiful tribute, Karla! I have no doubt that women will be writing wonderful things about you in much the same way. Thanks for making an impact in my life.

Mary Ellen said...

*sniff* Such thoughtful words. I love how you remember such sweet details. She must have made such a difference for you. I am certain that brings her great joy now to see you living her kind of dream. You are an example to me. Thank you.