Showing posts with label Life after death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life after death. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 30, 2020


June 29, 2020

Dear Hal,

Last week was a Tueller reunion and we had almost everyone in the Vern Tueller family attend, including six of your seven children.  As I drove up the canyon on the way to the lodge, I felt a little anxious because I guessed that being around your children was going to make me think of you and miss you, but Hal, it was wonderful being together!  Yes, seeing your children made me think of you and yes, several times during the reunion I felt a pang of heartache missing you, but it was so great to be with your children, and everyone else. I’m guessing that for your children, being around all of your siblings made them feel a little pang of heartache too.

The biggest surprise of the reunion was that Grandpa Tueller drove up the canyon with Mark, used his walker to move from the car to a comfortable chair, and stayed for several hours! Everyone in the family was able to visit with Grandpa, and your children and grandchildren were so nice to him. Little Bo rubbed his arm and was concerned with an injury on Grandpa’s hand.  The generations were definitely linked and there was a feeling of love and concern for Grandpa.

You can be so proud of your children!  They are amazing!  They have grown so close and they handled assignments unitedly and with great enthusiasm and generosity.  Your children contacted me several times before the reunion asking what they could do to help. They were quick to step in and help no matter the assignment. We were served a delicious breakfast and a children’s lunch, thanks to them. We enjoyed singing together, thanks to them.  Natalie and Denise helped with crafts, Sam and Paige led out on the night games, Trent gave a devotional, and Brittney and Matt bought us all specialty tacos. And your grandchildren—Hal, they are so wonderful! They came into the reunion knowing almost no one there and yet stood out in their friendliness and total participation.  We loved being with all six of them! Lucy received a lot of attention and she deserved every bit of it.  She was very well behaved and put up with the “passing around,” as everyone wanted a turn holding her.  Emery impressed the crowds at the dance party by initiating novel dance moves and keeping the fancy footwork going for an extended period of time! Quinn loved pulling a mini rolling suitcase down the hallway to her room.  Brittney’s children were friends to all, and all of the children loved those three. They were quick to say “thank you,” quick to hug, and quick to smile.  We adore your six grandchildren, and we want to spend more time with them.

Most of all, I think you would be proud of your kids for completely stepping in and supporting this reunion.  We were so strengthened by all of them.  They have borne some heavy trials in life, and yet they are positive, optimistic, fun, and they are carrying on. They are so strong Hal.  You raised them with backbone.  You raised them to have humor and laugh and enjoy life, but also to be wise and steadfast.  You raised them to be good parents, and they are raising their children so well! They bring honor to your name and I love and admire each of them.

I want to tell you that you are not forgotten. You are still (and always will be) an important part of this Tueller family! No one can replace you and you are sorely missed! The way you faced hardship is such an example to me. I know you didn’t choose things to be the way they were, but you kept positive and hopeful, and made the best of it. I miss your laugh and all the funny things you said and did. I miss seeing you and being with you, but I am grateful for the times we had together and I look forward to being with you again someday. I love you Hal Pitcher Tueller!

Love,
Janine

Thursday, October 29, 2015


I loved this little card that was placed at my table at the Relief Society dinner last week.  Yes, I feel that loved ones that have passed are near and "very dear".  Every time I go to the temple, I feel connected to those that have passed in my family.  I don't see them (and I don't need to) but I feel of their strength, of their love for the temple, and of their unceasing devotion to their family.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

In honor of Memorial Day...



Excerpts from a letter from Private Werner Liebert to his parents,
December 1914, World War 1

My dear, dear parents--
Your letter of the 26th brought me the sad certainty that my dear brother had died a hero's death.  The post came early this morning.  My pain is inexpressible.  I am not to be comforted.  I can't yet realize that I shall not see Hans or hear his voice again.  The thought that the dear fellow, who went off so full of joy and hope, will never again see that home and those dear ones for whom he was no doubt longing just as I am, is intolerable.  Of you and your sorrow I cannot think without tears.  
Only one thing comforts me a little:  since I have known that my dear brother is no more, a wonderful change has taken place in me.  I suddenly believe in immortality and in a meeting again in the other world.  Those conceptions were empty words to me before.  Since the day before yesterday they are objects of firm faith.  For it cannot be that death should part one forever from those one loves.  What would be the use of all love and affection, which are the most beautiful flowers in human life, if they were to be destroyed for ever in an instant?  
(Taken from "The 50 greatest letters from America's Wars" by David H. L. Lwenherz, pgs. 121-124)