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Showing posts with label Letters to Mr. Hansen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letters to Mr. Hansen. Show all posts

Friday, November 18, 2011

Dear Professor- our morning without you

Dear Professor Hansen,

This is how our friday has gone without you.

6:24 Girls wake up and come and get in bed with me.
6:29 I put them both back in their room and say, "See you at 7".
7:08 I hear a minor crash and go running in. Jocelyn hit her hip jumping from bed to bed.
7:15 Making chocolate french toast for breakfast. Jocelyn sets the table. Brooke plays with toys on the counter.
7:21 It starts snowing... sort of, it's slushy and won't stick. We let Strider in the backyard for #1. He comes back covered in ice. The girls laugh as he shakes it off.
7:28 Dressed in a fuzzy pink bathrobe, brown moccasins, and a blue apron I throw the ball for Strider in the front yard. It's freezing and still a little rainy (sleeting has stopped) So it on the rocking bench on the porch and throw from there.
7:31 Two little girls follow me outside and sit next to me on the bench.
7:32 They both go back inside.
7:34 Brooke comes back with her plate of food, fork and cup of Emergency water. Takes her seat on the bench. Jocelyn comes back dragging the blanket off the couch and two puppy toys.
7:35-7:42 We sit more comfortably on the rocking on the bench while Strider chases the ball and finishes his business.
7:44 Strider shakes off in the hallway, I wipe him down with a towel, and all the walls as well.
7:50 Girls start a bath for them selves. Strider eats, I blog about our morning.
8:03 Brooke runs out of the bath naked waving her arms in the air.
8:04 Brooke returns to the bathroom with this.

Quack

To be continued...

Monday, October 4, 2010

while you were sleeping

lots of stuff 176
The professors marked, partially shorn leg; prepped and ready for surgery.

Dear Professor,

I love you a lot. More than I realized, not that I didn't know how much I loved you its just that I am falling apart much more than I thought I would. Right now you are passed out in the next building where skilled surgeons are building you a new ACL from your hamstring. I am in the main hospital cafeteria starring out a window at big trees and a little park. This place is swanky, the lobby is like 5star hotel swanky, there is live piano player and a statue of a lady on a horse. I think Al Rocker just walked by. Super Swanky. I couldn't decide if I wanted to stuff my face or eat nothing so I did the responsible thing and got a veggie omelet and a sausage link. I wolfed down the sausage and picked at the omelet. There is a cinnamon roll that I have been thinking about for twenty minutes now.... Hopefully I by the time you read this I haved saved you some. Did you know this hospital is called Sacred Heart? But it looks more like the hospital on Private Practice than Scrubs.

You were loopy when I came to see you before surgery. You asked if they had let me back there or if I had sneaked in, then you asked me to pick your nose. I handed you a tissue and told you that you had to do it yourself. I have to admit I feel bad about it now. What kind of wife would I be if I couldn't pick your nose in your hour of need????
Gratefully your arms are fine and I am able to rationalize that if you really needed me to, like both arms are tied down or broken or missing, I would in fact pick your nose. I love you that much. Hopefully it never comes to that.

It's almost time for me to go back and be waiting for you when you wake up. It is going to be a difficult few months ahead, but I have faith. I have faith, that the pain will not be so bad (good drugs) I have faith that you will heal quickly and and get full mobility back in your leg. I have faith that I will take care of you with kindness patience and love. Like a devoted nurse who falls in love with her patient in a WWII movie. I might even have a hat. Last night two righteous men who hold the priesthood, came to give you a blessing. I am so glad they did. How wonderful the church is, how wonderful it is to have the priesthood in our home. And when you need a blessing there are friends we can call to help us in our time of need. That strangers in our new ward, come up to us after church and offer their services in our time of need. Because thats what family does, they take care of each other, our ward family takes care of us. I am grateful for that. I am grateful for prayer, for the peace it brings in hard times, and for the guidance it brings in times of confusion. I have a testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ. He is my savior, he is your savior and I love him. I love the prophet and I love the apostles and the guidance they bring. Current, relevant, revelations from our heavenly father who knows what we are struggling with now. Not just what happened thousands of years ago, but what is going on in the world today. The problems we face with our children, with the media, with life. What a gift.

I love you, and can't wait to see you, when you wake up.

your, wife.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

letter to the professor

Dear Husband,

I miss you... a lot.
You are working like a madman, and I know that you hate it.

But!
You are almost there, and your paper is going to rock!
And then we can breath, go to the beach, plan our move to Oregon, watch all the shows we have recorded on DVR, and go to sleep before 1 in the morning.
I am tired, I know you are more so. You work so hard for us, I don't thank you enough.
I promise to do more to help you, support you, love you.
I want to be more like the pioneer women that rose above the challenges in their lives instead of whining that life is hard. I am afraid I have been more of the later recently. But you have been a Superhero. You are always the Superhero. Thank you for being a rock, so strong and unwavering, since the day I met you knew that if I married you my life would be amazing. And it is. I just wanted to say thank you.

love, your wife

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

out for eggs

Saturday morning I sent the Professor out for eggs
he came back with eggs...
and this
this weekend Benjamin was a superhero
and not just because he brought me flowers...
which is my favorite... but because he:
cleaned the kitchen
let me sleep in
watched sick babies so that I could go to church
... and write my talk for sacrament
made lunch
all with a smile on his face
I feel like the luckiest woman in the world
because
he picked me
.
.
.
thank you my darling

Monday, November 9, 2009

my love


Dr. Hansen is my love, he is my chosen soul mate, my best friend and partner in crime. I think he is wonderful... just in case you were wondering.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

a letter from my husband


Ben has been out of town three long days this week and is finally coming home tonight. We are so excited. He just sent me an email from the airport and I just had to share it.

subject: Everywhere I go things remind me of you...

I love him.

Now I have to hurry and go clean before he gets home :)

Monday, August 31, 2009

random letters

Dear Dinner,

What is your plan for tonight? I got nothing.

sincerely,
Rileigh

Dear Dr. Hansen,

Thank you for making french toast for breakfast yesterday. I am not sure I thanked you properly. It was delicious.

love,
your wife

Darling Brooke,

I love that you slept through the night last night. Please keep up the good work.

love,
mama

Dear Jocelyn,

I am watching you drink your yogurt through a straw right now. Kid you crack me up. Well done.

love,
mama

Dear Dad,

Thanks for the new shoes, Jocelyn put them on yesterday and refused to take them off again. Good call.

love,
Rileigh

Dear Maryland,

Thank you for being so lovely. It makes everything so much eaiser.

love,
me

Thursday, October 2, 2008

I Miss Ben

He isn't out of town, just working like a mad man trying to finish his Job-Market paper in the next 3 weeks. He gets up at 6 am and goes to work until 6pm. Eats dinner watches two episodes of Arrested Development with me on the couch and then goes back to the office until the 12am.
I am so proud of him working so hard. I am so lucky I married him and get to be his wife for time and all eternity. He is a kind a loving husband and father who always puts other people ahead of himself... Plus he is really Hot!

Here are some pictures from our wedding to prove it.




It was a good day

Monday, September 22, 2008

Love letter to Mr. Hansen

Dear Mr. Hansen,
Oh how I missed you today. I know that you will be back tomorrow and that you are only 2hours away at a conference in at UCLA. But I missed you today. Jocelyn is teething pretty badly and spent the afternoon between bouts of tears and finishing off a bag of frozen blueberries, but when she smiled it was a big blueberry smile and blue juice dribbled down her chin; it was very cute. I ate both ice cream sandwich's and by the end of the night I will have finished the first season of Arrested Development. Which by the way you will love. My flower class went smashingly, and the Shipley's are enjoying my flowers on their table. Know that I am thinking about you and waiting for you to come home and wrap me up in your arms.
Love
Your Wife
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