Brian is a kind and gracious husband. Since my diagnosis in April 2008, he has been my hero, picking me up when I fall, dressed me, bathed me, wipe my many tears. The list is endless. By 2009 I was graduating from my walker to a power chair. Retirement soon followed with Brian so graciously taking me to an experts home to fill out the massive mountain of paperwork needed to accomplish this. After retirement, he started the remodeling to help me get around easier. Wooden floors, a nice ramp outside, a new bathroom. With help from Brian's brother Jerry, our sons Danny and Scott, our sons-in law Daniel and Scott, friends, neighbors and kind ward members, this big project was accomplished! Brian definitely knows the meaning of service. With both our dads passing away, Brian stepped to plate helping the needs of our dear mothers. Brian loves to golf, cook dutch oven, Geo-cashing with his kids and grandkids, traveling with his family. One of our favorite things to do when we travel is visit the closest temple and find the nearest cash. The purchase of a GPS unit has been worth its weight in gold. Most of his hobbies are on standby for a while and not even complain about that.
Brian loves the church, serving in his callings ever so willingly; with his last calling being cut short, that of high councilman. Our wise Stake Presidency seeing the need to take care of me. I am so thankful he honors his priesthood. I've had many wonderful blessings and so have the kids.
He doesn't just work at HAFB, he pours his heart and soul into his work and the war effort. Helping others understand their work as well as helping friends and family members get employment there. [including me] Retirement is planned for next summer, which is JULY 2011, yeah baby!
I am writing this September of 2010. It has been a stressful month for Brian. September is potato season which means truck and trailer loads full of 50 pound bagfuls not just once but three times; to fill potato orders for friends, family, coworkers. Not only that his 88 year old mother has been in an assisted living [very unwillingly]. With all the drama she created its taking its toll on him, and also his brothers Jerry from West Point and Roger from Seattle area. One positive note from this is that its brought us closer to Jerry and Roger. The long phone conversations have been so enjoyable as well as therapeutic for him. That old saying, “when moms happy, everyone is happy” has switched rolls to 'when dads happy everyone is happy'! Hence his stress is my tears.
It is coming up to October, may this month be less stressful for us we pray.
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