<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898</id><updated>2011-10-11T04:55:23.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Tonia Eccles</title><subtitle type='html'>April 2, 1970 - March 27, 2008</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Terry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03097298038287416132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ophjaPbqp8s/R-bNhylt2SI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/z1eH7h1F_yE/S220/Terry+and+Tonia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-2705847099829631587</id><published>2011-03-25T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T15:39:21.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonia's 3 Year Returning Home</title><content type='html'>With all that's been happening it is hard to believe it has only been 3 short years since our beloved Tonia went home.  it is difficult to keep up on some days.  Since last year we have had 3 graduate high school and now 2 have joined the Army.  Payton is stationed in Korea and has gotten married before he went.  RileyJohn has just recently joined and will be going to Basic training in August.  Austin is working on starting a new eco friendly airline company.  To add to this we have a new grand son named Terikk thru RileyJohn.  Terikk is one of the cutest kids this side of anywhere and looks so much like his dad.  Tonia would be very happy with this bundle of joy.  These are the moments I am sad that Tonia can not be here for.  There is so much turmoil in the world and at times in the family that I am happy she is not going thru but these proud moments and especially these Grandparent type moments I know she would love.  I hope Heavenly Father let her hold little Terikk before he came.  I remember how much love Tonia felt for the children and can only imagine how good a grandmother she will be when the chance comes.  Kristi is certainly doing a great job though so there will be no current loss of spoiling and loving for Terikk while we wait for that reunion.  Our other kids are groing right along with Sage as a junior and Brady will be getting his drivers license later this summer.  Kaya and Dax are in the 8th grade and Chance is in 6th.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tonia's tree is just rocking in our yard.  In last years picture it was still way off the ground but all last summer I was trimming it off the ground a few inches to mow around it and the branches were so thick you could barely see the lights thru them in the summer.  It makes a cool halo on the ground under it though and during the winter the lights shine really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am ever so grateful for the care given to Tonia by our Father in Heaven.  And to the many people who helped him bring her that care.  I know she still has an influence on our lives and pray that our children can feel it too.  Kristi often comments on how thankful she is to Tonia for teaching me to be a better husband and father and I am grateful for that as well.  I am equally grateful for Kristi helping me continue to improve.  While I am not looking for any thing to happen soon I do look forward to the day Tonia and Kristi get to know one another in person.  I believe it will be a day of great Joy.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am sorry if anyone reading this feels I am rambling but there is so much to say but the words and space to say it elude me.  There is great emotion in my heart when I think of Tonia and I am trying to type thru watery eyes and jumbled good memories mixed with current thoughts.  Suffice to say in closing, I love you Tonia as do many here on earth and happy birthday my dear Elfette.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-2705847099829631587?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/2705847099829631587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=2705847099829631587' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2705847099829631587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2705847099829631587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2011/03/tonias-3-year-returning-home.html' title='Tonia&apos;s 3 Year Returning Home'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-4151585535409266754</id><published>2010-03-26T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:03:32.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Year Returning Home Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/S66Ar0ua7II/AAAAAAAAIk0/zngA32Py5do/s1600/IMG_0988%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/S66Ar0ua7II/AAAAAAAAIk0/zngA32Py5do/s320/IMG_0988%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453437689168325762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are at the 2 year anniversary of Tonia's return to her home in heaven.  I have thought of the events of the past two years and I have prayed alot lately to say thanks to our Father in Heaven for Tonia not being here to go thru some of the rough spots we have had.  In the condition she would have been in I believe it may have crushed her heart. In the same breath I am ever so grateful for Kristi being here and strong enough to help me. We have both felt Tonia's presence and help from time to time.  I have had strong feelings concerning this birthday.  How blessed I really am by my father in Heaven.  He has given me great parents (five moms and 4 fathers, it takes alot to handle me), 2 wonderful, beautiful daughters of his to be my companions, friends, equals (I try to keep up anyway), partners and great kids (9 with 1 additional son in law I am getting to know well enough to call a son.)  I am blessed with great health and strength and the ability for Kristi and I to take care of our family.  We have a great family that is growing and developing constantly.   But in Memory of my Elfette I am going to close with a memory of her last gift of Love for me.  Despite the fact that I would have considered it a gift from God to have her suffering end on my birthday Tonia made the very painful effort to wait one more day to go home in order to not have that memory be a part of my birthday for the rest of my life.  That was the greatest birthday gift she ever gave me.  One more shot of love that I did not even know she was aware of until moments before she passed.  I can kid and joke and tease all I want to about loving my Brides more then they love me but in reality I am a man and there is no way in heaven I can love them better then they love me but I am going to DIE TRYING!  That is what She taught me and I wish Kristi wouldn't make it such a hard task, but of course like Tonia she constantly stays ahead of me.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am grateful everyday for Tonia and we will have her tree lighting up our yard all weekend in rememberance of her.  Love you Tonia, Ryan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-4151585535409266754?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/4151585535409266754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=4151585535409266754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/4151585535409266754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/4151585535409266754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2010/03/2-year-returning-home-anniversary.html' title='2 Year Returning Home Anniversary'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/S66Ar0ua7II/AAAAAAAAIk0/zngA32Py5do/s72-c/IMG_0988%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-8139477530209003934</id><published>2009-03-29T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:37:40.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year Ago...</title><content type='html'>Today is the aniversary of Tonia's return home to her Father in Heaven.  This has been on my mind and all of yours as well I am sure.  I have spent time contemplating what I am and should be feeling at this time.  There are many feelings that can and will be felt by each of us and they will be different for each of us.  As I have searched I have found myself missing some of the little things that made Tonia my Elfette and sometimes the sound of her voice or things of that nature. But I have not found myself missing her influence in my life as I see it dailly in things the the kids and I do that we learned from Tonia.  Some are small like Brady checking dates on food and then making sure to tell Kristi and I if he see's one out of order.  Or Kayonia working to keep her calander up and her room in pretty good order.  I find myself keeping the food storage under constant watch and Tonia's influence on the family budget and savings has been huge and great for me this year as so much has been happening.  If Tonia had not been so good with saving and keeping out of debt it could have been a really rough year but she had done very well with this and she had helped me learn a great deal of it as we worked thru budgeting together over the years.  The greatest influence she has had on me is that of how to love people.  Tonia loves her children dearly and did all she could with the conditions she was in to be as good a mother as possible.  I am trying to improve myself as a father to be the best I can be which I hope to always advance as she did.  She also taught me to love my spouse deeply and thru anything that came up they were to be a top priority even above ones self.  Tonia had often told me to remarry and even picked out second wives at times.  During her last week she had stressed this 3 different times and this is a great example of putting me above herself as she has also been afraid of being forgotten by me and the children once someone else was in the home.  While I have been blessed with Kristi coming into our home as a wife and mother Tonia is certainly not forgotten and Kristi has even spoken of feeling her influence at times when she has sought her advice and strength.  What I have learned from Tonia will be carried on in my wonderful role as husband and father and I hope that our children often find themselves as parents in the future saying things like thats how mom did it and thanks for teaching me mom.  Or even the ever dreaded times of catching ones self saying and doing what our parents did that we thought were so bad at one time.  I am not sad at this time of year as I wish to celebrate Tonia's wonderful life and I am also very grateful that she is not here suffering thru that terrible ordeal that her physical body had become.  She is at peace and has a better understanding of love now then before which is incredible as loving and Kind as Tonia was while here among us.  Let us laugh at the good times and remember the faith shown in the tough times and always remember her undying love.  Ryan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-8139477530209003934?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/8139477530209003934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=8139477530209003934' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/8139477530209003934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/8139477530209003934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-year-ago.html' title='1 Year Ago...'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-326242586885564681</id><published>2008-08-21T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:19:59.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In memory of our beloved Tonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3MW-t1mQI/AAAAAAAABqY/BT_UHQLcLrY/s1600-h/Tonia+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3MW-t1mQI/AAAAAAAABqY/BT_UHQLcLrY/s320/Tonia+baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237066636866197762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ryan,&lt;br /&gt;In thinking of Tonia’s childhood memories, we realized the we had her for the first 19 years of her life and you shared her with us for the last 19 years. &lt;br /&gt;It seems almost impossible to sum up our memories of the precious 19 years that now seem to have flown by.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M6JnGKwI/AAAAAAAABqg/35btZ4PxGBY/s1600-h/tonia8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M6JnGKwI/AAAAAAAABqg/35btZ4PxGBY/s320/tonia8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067241086135042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Family life was sure busy during those growing up years but when we reflect on Tonia it’s one of pleasant memories and deep appreciation for a daughter who was always so eager to please and had a strong desire to do right. We never remember Tonia ever being “grounded”.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M6Q5IOzI/AAAAAAAABqo/Iac6jJvh6fE/s1600-h/tonia9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M6Q5IOzI/AAAAAAAABqo/Iac6jJvh6fE/s320/tonia9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067243040815922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was one of those teenagers most every parent would want. She was not a &lt;br /&gt;“normal” teenager. She never felt a need to rebel. We never had to worry about what she was doing because we knew it would be the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;We do remember one time that she broke a home rule and that was no double riding on a bicycle. Well, she rode double on Tammie’s bicycle one time and fell off and was taken to the hospital with a concussion.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M6fhmzOI/AAAAAAAABqw/hd3vTUN4o0E/s1600-h/tonia7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M6fhmzOI/AAAAAAAABqw/hd3vTUN4o0E/s320/tonia7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067246968687842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was the most comical of all our children when it came to falling asleep and had to be carried to her bed. She would be stiff as a board in Chuck’s arms as he tried to “finagle” her down the hall way … turning corners trying to get her into her bed. She loved sleeping with stuffed animals. Like the other kids, Tonia loved being asked her “bestest and worsetest” before going to sleep and would remind us if we ever happened to forget. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M614nBTI/AAAAAAAABq4/QK3ztpFnrio/s1600-h/Tonia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M614nBTI/AAAAAAAABq4/QK3ztpFnrio/s320/Tonia2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067252970751282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonia was very shy during her first few years of elementary school. She had a hard time making friends because of her shyness. But…WOW…that sure changed when she was older. She loved making friends and had a special place in her heart and looked out for those that didn’t have many friends and made them feel special and liked.&lt;br /&gt;Some school subjects did not come easy to her. Especially math! But, she worked hard and succeeded in making good grades. She always did her best in what ever she put her mind to.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3NkaDjpxI/AAAAAAAABrI/UMdvrcSiOcE/s1600-h/tonia4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3NkaDjpxI/AAAAAAAABrI/UMdvrcSiOcE/s320/tonia4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067967054980882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What stands out most in our minds about Tonia is her love for talking. She LOVED to talk and talk she did. We wondered many times if her tongue or throat ever got tired. Long after all her siblings would be asleep on any one of the many trips we took…you would always find Tonia wide eyed and talking about everything and anything. I remember being so tired on one of the trips with hassling 7 kids and it was late and we were still trying to reach our destination and here Tonia was, just talking up a storm. I remember looking at her and wondering how she did it and asked her to stop talking and try and go to sleep.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M7F6BWjI/AAAAAAAABrA/jKr5T5JPy_c/s1600-h/Tonia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3M7F6BWjI/AAAAAAAABrA/jKr5T5JPy_c/s320/Tonia3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237067257271638578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because of Chuck’s work, we were able to travel to many fun and interesting places, It was a neat experience for the entire family. One of the most memorable ones being the trip to Alabama when Tonia was 12 years old. Since that was a three month stay we were able to visit many Florida Beaches, Disney World, Cape Canaveral, Kennedy Space Center, Washington D.C., Palmyra and the Sacred Grove, Niagara Falls and many places in Alabama and Georgia. Also, because of business trips, we were able to visit many places around the country like Canada and Mexico where we all enjoyed having fun while learning and experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;Love Mom and Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-326242586885564681?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/326242586885564681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=326242586885564681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/326242586885564681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/326242586885564681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-memory-of-our-beloved-tonia.html' title='In memory of our beloved Tonia'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SK3MW-t1mQI/AAAAAAAABqY/BT_UHQLcLrY/s72-c/Tonia+baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-3893708165670877777</id><published>2008-05-09T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T17:27:21.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley Johns Mother Day Poem</title><content type='html'>This mother's day is a special day one you get to spend with God, and he will thank you with a smile and a nod. Thanking you for teaching his children what they needed to know, so they could return to Him and not be held by earthly foe. This mother's day is a special day, this day the angels will sing honor to your name for this very special thing. You came to earth to raise God's children and in this you have done well. So this day you will celebrate with the sound of heavenly bells. This mother's day is a special day especially for us for this is your first mother's day back with Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-3893708165670877777?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/3893708165670877777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=3893708165670877777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/3893708165670877777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/3893708165670877777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/05/riley-johns-mother-day-poem.html' title='Riley Johns Mother Day Poem'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-26664999304127977</id><published>2008-05-09T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T13:48:35.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem by Brady Eccles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SCS4kAXd3HI/AAAAAAAABCo/5CkiOHDqkrw/s1600-h/Brady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SCS4kAXd3HI/AAAAAAAABCo/5CkiOHDqkrw/s200/Brady.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198482798605622386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IT’S NOT EASY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy to overcome&lt;br /&gt;the loss of someone you love and hold dear to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;It’s not easy to overcome the many emotions&lt;br /&gt;that you feel inside. Sadness,&lt;br /&gt;of happiness. Your happy that they’re in a better place and &lt;br /&gt;your sad cause you probably didn’t get to say good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;But they say “I want to go home &lt;br /&gt;to my Heavenly Father”. Or “It’s my time to go.” Right &lt;br /&gt;they’re gone and you start to cry and feel empty then &lt;br /&gt;Someone wraps their arms around you&lt;br /&gt;And try to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;You never look forward to the day&lt;br /&gt;when the casket goes into the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Your friends, relatives, and neighbors are there for support.&lt;br /&gt;You try to smile at them but&lt;br /&gt;you hide your face in sorrow. Then you start to cry again.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you miss them,&lt;br /&gt;you want them to be happy. You’ll see them at the &lt;br /&gt;Resurrection,&lt;br /&gt;The day that Christ will come. Who knows how far away&lt;br /&gt;that is. Right now all you want is &lt;br /&gt;to run away to hide&lt;br /&gt;and cry alone not  be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;You want to run and &lt;br /&gt;never ever look &lt;br /&gt;back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Brady Eccles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-26664999304127977?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/26664999304127977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=26664999304127977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/26664999304127977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/26664999304127977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/05/poem-by-brady-eccles.html' title='Poem by Brady Eccles'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SCS4kAXd3HI/AAAAAAAABCo/5CkiOHDqkrw/s72-c/Brady.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-7167537126109886942</id><published>2008-05-09T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T08:35:59.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonia's Poem of Brianne</title><content type='html'>This poem was written by Tonia right after she lost her sweet baby friend Brianna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiny set of footprints marked right across my heart ,&lt;br /&gt;through time and years they never will depart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my pain and darkness you reached and took my thumb,&lt;br /&gt;and began to heal my heart which was icy cold and numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fragile little body struggled to survive while,&lt;br /&gt;here was I, who wasn’t very grateful to even be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your tiny little body held close to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;you brought back the music that I had for so long sought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby of my own was my biggest dream,&lt;br /&gt;now you and I were a little team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I to nurture you and you to save my soul,&lt;br /&gt;you helped guide me back into the fold I wonder if you ever knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sweet spirit left us all to soon,&lt;br /&gt;and in the blackened misery I could not hear the tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I felt your love surround me I really felt you near,&lt;br /&gt;I knew with God I would not need to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For then I knew, He knew my heart and when His time was right,&lt;br /&gt;my child and I would no longer be apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now while God holds you close to His heart,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll pray I’ll work I’ll live I’ll strive to do my part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life and love helped make me strong,&lt;br /&gt;now closer to my Savior I do belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children of my own now fulfill my heart,&lt;br /&gt;never can they erase a tiny set of footprints cherished in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Brianne&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-7167537126109886942?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/7167537126109886942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=7167537126109886942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/7167537126109886942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/7167537126109886942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/05/tonias-poem-of-brianne.html' title='Tonia&apos;s Poem of Brianne'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-4968909549577835599</id><published>2008-05-08T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:28:37.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions Answered</title><content type='html'>So I was going through some of my old computer files and I came across a file that was created back in 1999. I know I need to do some cleaning but man am I happy I didn't clean this out. It was one of those crazy e-mails that are so long with questions for you to answer about yourself. Tonia was nice enough to take the time to answer all my questions. I thought you would all like to hear these things. I Love you Ton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAME:  Tonia Townsend Eccles, &lt;br /&gt;NICKNAME:  Elfette, Tonie, &lt;br /&gt;BIRTHPLACE: LDS Hospital Utah, &lt;br /&gt;HOMETOWN:  Grantsville Utah, &lt;br /&gt;CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hyrum, Utah, &lt;br /&gt;CROUTONS OR BACON BIts:Both, &lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SALAD DRESSING: Russian, &lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE PIZZA TOPPINGS: onion, tomatoes bell pepper, sausage&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU DRINK:  NO&lt;br /&gt;SHAMPOO OR CONDITIONER: Both&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER GONE SKINNY DIPPING: Many times.  All with my husband, once with a girl friend and once with my family in Lake Powell&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU MAKE FUN OF PEOPLE: At times peoples actions will cause me to think of things.  I won’t be rude to them.&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE COLOR:  yellow&lt;br /&gt;ONE PILLOW OR TWO:  FOUR&lt;br /&gt;PETS: 2 dogs they are old and very sweet.  Porter was a wedding gift from my husband. 1 cat and the kids rabbit they caught at the rodeo&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TYPES OF MUSIC:  country, religious, classical.&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TV SHOW:  reading rainbow&lt;br /&gt;DREAM CAR:  Jeep&lt;br /&gt;TYPE OF CAR YOU DRIVE NOW: Dodge 94 Grand Caravan&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR: A great reliable 74 Ford Pinto.  It was a good car.&lt;br /&gt;TOOTHPASTE: colgate.&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE FOOD: authentic Chinease and Mexican Dutch oven is great also. Fried Chicken! I like everything.  But not big on Legumes&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS: Definately&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TOWN TO CHILL IN: Yellowstone Park&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE ICE CREAM: Carmel Cashew&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SOFT DRINK: Dr. Pepper of course&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TYPE OF FAMILY GAME TO PLAY:  Gestures, Taboo for my brothers and sisters and mouse trap, old maid with my kids hide and seek is a lot of fun WHAT IS YOUR BAD TIME OF DAY: When it is past the kids bed time and they are still up going full force.&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE TIME OF YEAR: Fall.&lt;br /&gt;ADIDAS, NIKE OR REEBOK: NIKE&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE PERFUME OR COLOGNE: Beautiful for me and Eternity for Ryan&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL: All my FFA classes and Earth Science done.&lt;br /&gt;LEAST FAVORITE: Math I got better with age but elementary was very rough&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BED TIME: ideal time is any time before 10:00&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE MOVIE YOU HAVE SEEN RECENTLY: Message in a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE MOVIE OF ALL TIME: Schindlers list,&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH: JAZZ !  and gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE SHOE:  my hiking boots&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE WEBSITE:  The Fishing Report&lt;br /&gt;CRAZIEST OR SILLIEST PERSON YOU KNOW: My daughter Sageryann, she is always up to something&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU LOOK FOR IN THE OPPOSITE SEX: &gt; religious coviction, honor, kindness ambition, honesty and white straight teeth are a HUGE plus  .&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE THING TO DO ON SUNDAY:  In the Winter when we have early church I love to take a family nap in the living room.  I love sitting in sacrament meeting with my family&lt;br /&gt;SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU:  Kristi is wonderful sister to me.  I'm thankful she married my brother.  She is always keeping busy she is not lazy in anyway.  She is also so happy.  I have never heard her knock people down. kristie is a great example to me.  She is a person who really HEARS what people not just listen to them.  I love Kristi and love learning from her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-4968909549577835599?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/4968909549577835599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=4968909549577835599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/4968909549577835599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/4968909549577835599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/05/questions-answered.html' title='Questions Answered'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-1930874375758440984</id><published>2008-04-27T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T16:25:32.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you think of Angels</title><content type='html'>When you think about angel’s&lt;br /&gt;Where do you look?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think while reading your book&lt;br /&gt;When I think about angels where should I look? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think about angels&lt;br /&gt;Do you look in the sky?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wonder why&lt;br /&gt;Why did they have to die?&lt;br /&gt;When do you think about angels? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think about the dead&lt;br /&gt;What goes through your head?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever question?&lt;br /&gt;Why did that happen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you remember back&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think about the pain they went through?&lt;br /&gt;Or have you ever tried not to?&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you think about angels? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever just wanted to see your loved one&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to hold on to the last time you saw your loved one?&lt;br /&gt;I have I know what its like to miss that person and then want to see them again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by all I do is try&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know. What its like to die&lt;br /&gt;Mom I know you can hear me  I am trying to be like you&lt;br /&gt;Hey I know I make mistakes I wanna be able to see you again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom I know your with God&lt;br /&gt;Hey I wanna know is it warm?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever think of me&lt;br /&gt;I miss you more that you could imagine &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mom I really miss you&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna see you&lt;br /&gt;I felt your kiss&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to be like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could hug you one more time at least&lt;br /&gt;When I think about angels I think about you&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you I feel a heaven sent peace&lt;br /&gt;Mom I hate the way I feel I cant stand to miss you &lt;br /&gt;by Sage Eccles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-1930874375758440984?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/1930874375758440984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=1930874375758440984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/1930874375758440984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/1930874375758440984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/04/when-you-think-of-angels.html' title='When you think of Angels'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-7746907669602493334</id><published>2008-04-22T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:14:47.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>I crossed paths with this poem and I feel like this is how Tonia is thinking right now. I love and miss you Tonia. - Kristi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped away into the next room. Whatever we were to each other, we still are. Call me by my old familiar name. Speak to me in the same easy way you always have. Laugh as we always have laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it always was. There is absolute unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of your sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is past. Nothing has been lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before - only better. Infinitely happier. We will be one, together forever."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-7746907669602493334?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/7746907669602493334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=7746907669602493334' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/7746907669602493334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/7746907669602493334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/04/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-2155189749788166116</id><published>2008-04-22T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:44:00.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sages Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SA3zuHWpWMI/AAAAAAAAA_E/jHr6xOdmGNI/s1600-h/Ryan+Visits+sage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SA3zuHWpWMI/AAAAAAAAA_E/jHr6xOdmGNI/s200/Ryan+Visits+sage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192073919001614530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother I love you,&lt;br /&gt;Mother I do.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy I miss you, &lt;br /&gt;Mommy, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother your an angel, &lt;br /&gt;sent to watch over me.&lt;br /&gt;Mother your an angel, &lt;br /&gt;for all eternity &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't see you,&lt;br /&gt;but you can see me.&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to be &lt;br /&gt;the daughter you want me to be.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mom when you got to heaven ,&lt;br /&gt;did you taste the milky way. &lt;br /&gt;Were you going there to visit, &lt;br /&gt;Were you going there the stay. &lt;br /&gt;Does God need more angels?&lt;br /&gt;If he does I'm on my way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mom, I felt your kiss, &lt;br /&gt;and your sweet gentleness.&lt;br /&gt;Those are somethings,&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming to miss &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your with God,&lt;br /&gt;and His sweet gentle bliss.&lt;br /&gt;MOMMY I MISS YOU!!!!!!!     &lt;br /&gt;by Sageryann Eccles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-2155189749788166116?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/2155189749788166116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=2155189749788166116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2155189749788166116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2155189749788166116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/04/sages-poem.html' title='Sages Poem'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SA3zuHWpWMI/AAAAAAAAA_E/jHr6xOdmGNI/s72-c/Ryan+Visits+sage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-2816453152893930259</id><published>2008-04-17T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T05:27:52.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you enough!</title><content type='html'>Ryan recently e-mailed me this little story. It seems to really hit close to home when we think of Tonia and how she looked at life. So sit back and enjoy a short read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, 'I love you and I wish you enough'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone'. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. 'When we said , 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them'. Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear. &lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more. &lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting. &lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger. &lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. &lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. &lt;br /&gt;I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then began to cry and walked away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-2816453152893930259?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/2816453152893930259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=2816453152893930259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2816453152893930259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2816453152893930259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wish-you-enough.html' title='I wish you enough!'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-5450444619974701445</id><published>2008-04-06T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:07:43.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems to Ma from RileyJohn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_md52UCF5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/g7xEMa7E2WY/s1600-h/Townsend+Hager+Party+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186350063051478930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_md52UCF5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/g7xEMa7E2WY/s200/Townsend+Hager+Party+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE WAY I CONVEY&lt;br /&gt;This is the only way I can convey the way I feel inside to try and open up the things I sometimes try to hide. I've said it once or maybe twice before I said goodbye. I love you mom I always will nothing can change the way I feel. Not the darkest corner or brightest light can change my mind for all its might. You are the one that I call mom, who in my heart is never gone. This is the only way I can convey the way I feel inside to try and open up the things I sometimes try to hide. My live for you is longer than any ray of sun and stronger than the pounding of the sea. The biggest difference of my love and all of these things is my love will last for all eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SILENT SONG&lt;br /&gt;The time has come for us to sing a song that has no words. To listen to a sound that really can't be heard. We can't hear the angels foot steps or the beating of their wings. Yet in our hears we hear the silent song they sing. My mom is here she's singing to me, sinking to you, singing to all that she holds dear letting us know she's always near. We love you mom and we can't wait to meet again at heavens gate. So now I'll raise my head and smile and with a smile I'll say I love you mom I always will, we'll meet again some day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-5450444619974701445?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/5450444619974701445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=5450444619974701445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/5450444619974701445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/5450444619974701445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/04/poems-to-ma-from-rileyjohn.html' title='Poems to Ma from RileyJohn'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_md52UCF5I/AAAAAAAAA4c/g7xEMa7E2WY/s72-c/Townsend+Hager+Party+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-1680576555751543823</id><published>2008-04-06T20:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T20:34:41.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonia's Funeral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mT22UCF1I/AAAAAAAAA38/MjFvT_gW0KI/s1600-h/Tonias+Funeral+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186339016395593554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mT22UCF1I/AAAAAAAAA38/MjFvT_gW0KI/s200/Tonias+Funeral+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you were unable to make it to Tonia's Funeral Services, let me assure you that it was wonderful. Her children sang "Families Can Be Together Forever" and then following RileyJohn recited his poems which I will post in a future post. I have to say I was quite impressed by this young man and the strength he displayed as he brought laughter to the audience. Then following RileyJohn, SageRyann stood to give us some memories. Sage also showed a strength I dare say I would not have. Tonia sure raised her children to be strong individuals. Following Sage, Joni Miller a very dear friend to Tonia stood and spoke. What an amazing lady to remind us to all smile because that is what Tonia would want us to do.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mURWUCF2I/AAAAAAAAA4E/-vrEEz18mXo/s1600-h/Tonias+Funeral+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186339471662126946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mURWUCF2I/AAAAAAAAA4E/-vrEEz18mXo/s200/Tonias+Funeral+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then Tonia's father Charles Townsend spoke some kind comforting words. Then a beautiful Violin Musical of There is a Green Hill Far Away chosen by Tonia performed by Patty Matheson. Then to close the services Ryan Eccles stood and gave the most heart felt beautiful words I have ever heard. Now if there is ever a love story... The one of Ryan and Tonia Eccles is one to be heard and remembered. So much strength and dedication was shown through their years together.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mUr2UCF3I/AAAAAAAAA4M/ScKP8eczYt0/s1600-h/Tonias+Funeral+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186339926928660338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mUr2UCF3I/AAAAAAAAA4M/ScKP8eczYt0/s200/Tonias+Funeral+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the touching service we followed outside as they gently placed Tonias bright yellow casket on a beautiful red horse driven carriage. Her children rode on the carriage with Tonia for her last ride. Following the beautiful Clydesdales and carriage was Trigger with a saddle filled with a beautiful yellow spray, and led by Ryans sister Wynnlee. Following Trigger was Ryan and Sage riding seperate horses. They rode down memory lane of their sweet home in Hyrum ending in the Hyrum cemetary.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mUsWUCF4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/rct6w86eie0/s1600-h/Tonias+Funeral+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186339935518594946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mUsWUCF4I/AAAAAAAAA4U/rct6w86eie0/s200/Tonias+Funeral+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The grave was dedicated by John Tallmadge then soon after we filled the blue sky will yellow balloons in rememberance on our sweet beloved sister, friend, wife and mother. To all of you that shared this sacred memory with us, thank you for being there. And to those who could not make it, we felt your prayers. We love you sweet Tonia and will miss you until the day we meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-1680576555751543823?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/1680576555751543823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=1680576555751543823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/1680576555751543823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/1680576555751543823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/04/tonias-funeral.html' title='Tonia&apos;s Funeral'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mT22UCF1I/AAAAAAAAA38/MjFvT_gW0KI/s72-c/Tonias+Funeral+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-3089127310053001999</id><published>2008-04-06T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:59:26.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonia Eileen Townsend Eccles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mNg2UCF0I/AAAAAAAAA30/qJNZaVoCJRU/s1600-h/obituary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mNg2UCF0I/AAAAAAAAA30/qJNZaVoCJRU/s200/obituary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186332041368704834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonia Eileen Townsend Eccles&lt;br /&gt;Hyrum&lt;br /&gt;1970  -  2008 &lt;br /&gt;Tonia Eileen Townsend Eccles On March 27, 2008 Tonia Eccles returned to her loving Heavenly Father and Brother Jesus Christ in whom she has trusted thru the many years of battling major health issues which were finished when she had an accident in her beloved Jeep Wrangler and was paralyzed from the neck down including her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonia was born April 2nd 1970 to Charles and Kaye Townsend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is survived by both parents, her eternal companion Ryan Eccles, children, Austin, RileyJohn, SageRyann, Brady and Kayonia as well as her sisters and brothers, Cindy and (Glen) Peers, Tammie and (Ted) Crawford, Terry and (Kristi) Townsend, Troy and (Leah) Townsend, Talesha and (Austin) Romans, Tara and (Tomas) Reyes, Grandpa Orson (Hap) Hager along with many other loving relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preceded in death by Grandma Hager, Grandma and Grandpa Fletcher, and Uncle Kevin Hager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonia and Ryan were married in the Salt Lake Temple on August 7th 1989. They enjoyed the privilege of adopting their five children and taking them thru the temple to be sealed as well. 3 were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple and 2 in the Logan Temple. Along with her family, Tonia had many joys in her life and I will cover the most outstanding ones in celebration of her life. Her joy in the gospel and the work she did in it, our time in Taiwan, her horse Trigger, her favorite yellow Jeep, her flower beds, birds, fishing, camping, track, wrestling, arm wrestling ( high school girls champ and defeater of many men in Taiwan and the US) and she most certainly found joy in serving other people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Passing Tonia did not stop this last Joy and gave of herself as she hung on thru 7 to 8 hours of suffering so the hospital could arrange recipients for some of her organs. She helped save 3 people that night. This was how Tonia lived her life and fittingly ended this chapter of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you and miss you Tonia but we also celebrate your honorable return to your Heavenly Father. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funeral services will be held at 12:00 PM on Thursday, April 3, 2008 in the Hyrum 11th Ward Chapel, 200 East 600 South in Hyrum. A viewing will be held on Wednesday evening from 6:00 to 8:00 PM at the Allen-Hall Mortuary, 34 East Center Street in Logan, and prior to the services at the church on Thursday from 10:30 to 11:30 AM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-3089127310053001999?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/3089127310053001999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=3089127310053001999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/3089127310053001999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/3089127310053001999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/04/tonia-eileen-townsend-eccles.html' title='Tonia Eileen Townsend Eccles'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_mNg2UCF0I/AAAAAAAAA30/qJNZaVoCJRU/s72-c/obituary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-3632653278799640294</id><published>2008-03-31T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T08:22:27.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_FFJ2UCFzI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AoGXbELjSHM/s1600-h/Tonia+edit+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_FFJ2UCFzI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AoGXbELjSHM/s200/Tonia+edit+bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184000681580828466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would like to create a book of memories to give to Ryan. To make this a book he will cherish I would like to invite each of you who have had good memories with Tonia to share these memories or stories on this blog. Also if Tonia has inspired you in one way or another, then please feel free to share these experiences with us as well. Then we will compile them and make a treasured book for Ryan and the kids to have forever. Photos are also welcome you can send those to kristitownsends@gmail.com and I will make sure to get them added to the book. Please remember to include your full name and relationship to Tonia or how you know her. Feel free to make the post or comment as long or as short as you would like. &lt;br /&gt;I will leave this blog up for as long as we need to collect these stories and statements. I was thinking at least a month so there will be nothing forgotten and if we need more time after that I have no problem giving more time. So share all you would like!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;Kristi Townsend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-3632653278799640294?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/3632653278799640294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=3632653278799640294' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/3632653278799640294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/3632653278799640294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/memory-book.html' title='Memory Book'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R_FFJ2UCFzI/AAAAAAAAA3U/AoGXbELjSHM/s72-c/Tonia+edit+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-4304015450468095067</id><published>2008-03-28T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:27:42.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funeral Services</title><content type='html'>There will be a viewing on Wednesday, April 2, 2008 from 6:00-8:00 in the Allen Hall Mortuary (34 East Center St. Logan, UT). Also another viewing Thursday, April 3rd from 10:30am-12:00pm. in the Hyrum Church at 2nd East 6th South. Funeral services will be held Thursday, April 3, 2008 at 12:00pm in the same church as the viewing prior.  Again we would like to thank each of you for your support and love through this time in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-4304015450468095067?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/4304015450468095067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=4304015450468095067' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/4304015450468095067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/4304015450468095067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/funeral-services.html' title='Funeral Services'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-4763140550453533045</id><published>2008-03-28T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:30:12.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A loving memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-0O-GUCFxI/AAAAAAAAA3E/6xIQ6leCtpg/s1600-h/Tonias+last+day+006small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-0O-GUCFxI/AAAAAAAAA3E/6xIQ6leCtpg/s200/Tonias+last+day+006small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182815206182622994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To all of you who are supporting us I give you our sincere thanks. Tonia has been touched as I have read your comments to her. I am sorry and yet happy to say that Tonia has finished her battle with both her pain racked earthly temple and the adversary that was always trying to wear her down. She left in typical Tonia fashion bravely hanging on for an extra 7 to 8 hours so that they could line up organ recipients. From what we were told there are 3 people today who were blessed by Tonia's last physical gift that she could give. She was suffering more then she was letting on in those final hours trying to hide it from those in attendance including her five children. She now enters a new chapter of life with her Heavenly Father and Brother Jesus Christ in whom she has faithfully trusted throughout her long and courageous battle. I believe she has been a hero to many and certainly is one of mine. I will miss her so very much as she is my Elfette and Eternal Companion. With all my Love, Ryan Eccles (Elf)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-4763140550453533045?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/4763140550453533045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=4763140550453533045' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/4763140550453533045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/4763140550453533045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/loving-memory.html' title='A loving memory'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-0O-GUCFxI/AAAAAAAAA3E/6xIQ6leCtpg/s72-c/Tonias+last+day+006small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-5873300338595354628</id><published>2008-03-27T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:31:44.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-0PR2UCFyI/AAAAAAAAA3M/SaU0DSsTNJc/s1600-h/Tonias+last+day+007small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-0PR2UCFyI/AAAAAAAAA3M/SaU0DSsTNJc/s200/Tonias+last+day+007small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182815545485039394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonia had a hard night last night. She felt a great peace and joy surround her. Tonia would like everyone to know that she loves them and wishes she could give them a hug and kiss. She is now enjoying her 5th slurpee which she has craved since last Wednesday. We have been reading the comments to her and she greatly appreciates them and loves hearing from each of you. There has been another fund set up for Tonia at Wells Fargo Bank. So you can donate to Tonias family at both Wells Fargo and Zions Bank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-5873300338595354628?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/5873300338595354628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=5873300338595354628' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/5873300338595354628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/5873300338595354628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/thursday-morning.html' title='Thursday Morning'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-0PR2UCFyI/AAAAAAAAA3M/SaU0DSsTNJc/s72-c/Tonias+last+day+007small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-3648582106847144495</id><published>2008-03-26T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T07:20:20.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Happy Birthday Ryan!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-pbmWUCFuI/AAAAAAAAA2g/7-8T7ufi2o8/s1600-h/Ryan+and+Toniasmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-pbmWUCFuI/AAAAAAAAA2g/7-8T7ufi2o8/s200/Ryan+and+Toniasmall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182055035625936610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ryan I just wanted to let you know how greatly loved you are on this birthday. You are such an amazing person with great love and understanding. You are such a great example to so many people of so many things. Thank you for being so great to our sister, and loving her unconditionally. We love you tons and probably won't call because you will be busy answering other call today. But we love you and wanted you to know we are thinking of you. Also if there is anyone out there that feels inclined to leave a message to Ryan or Tonia please feel free to click on the comment button under any blog to leave a message. We will be reading these to Tonia frequently to let her know how greatly loved she is. Love you Ryan and try to have a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-3648582106847144495?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/3648582106847144495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=3648582106847144495' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/3648582106847144495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/3648582106847144495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-birthday-ryan.html' title='~Happy Birthday Ryan!~'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-pbmWUCFuI/AAAAAAAAA2g/7-8T7ufi2o8/s72-c/Ryan+and+Toniasmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-2469897038759216</id><published>2008-03-25T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:58:58.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracheotomy Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nIYmUCFqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8w1w_q6tbbg/s1600-h/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+009smaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nIYmUCFqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8w1w_q6tbbg/s200/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+009smaller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181893171193452194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They just completed the Tracheotomy surgery and everything went well. They were able to remove the big tube going through her mouth to her lungs. This will enable her to use her lips a little better for us to read. Dad Townsend thought of a wonderful idea that Tonia just loves. He turned on a laser point pen and we attach it to the side of her head on her head band strap and then she moves her head and uses the laser to point to the letters and words she wants to communicate with us. It works out great and she seems to prefer this over us pointing to the letters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-2469897038759216?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/2469897038759216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=2469897038759216' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2469897038759216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2469897038759216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuesday-afternoon.html' title='Tracheotomy Surgery'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nIYmUCFqI/AAAAAAAAA2A/8w1w_q6tbbg/s72-c/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+009smaller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-8873812911894280922</id><published>2008-03-25T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:54:45.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Morning Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nI_GUCFrI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Fiod0YJdtBw/s1600-h/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+001small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nI_GUCFrI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Fiod0YJdtBw/s200/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+001small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181893832618415794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The doctors just came in and said they plan to do the Trach surgery here pretty quick. The one down fall to that is they will not be able to do the Respiratory Therapy for 24 hours. Tonia loves this treatment because "it makes me live". She calls Robert the Respiratory Therapist her Hero because the treatment "gives me courage and makes me live". So they will give her one more before they do the surgery, then she will have to wait for some time. They also said that she will have to work really hard and hopefully she will regain some ability to talk. She then told the doctor "I will work hard".  And as we all know she will do her best like she does in everything she does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-8873812911894280922?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/8873812911894280922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=8873812911894280922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/8873812911894280922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/8873812911894280922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuesday-morning-update.html' title='Tuesday Morning Update'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nI_GUCFrI/AAAAAAAAA2I/Fiod0YJdtBw/s72-c/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+001small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-2012385135542083680</id><published>2008-03-24T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:50:31.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Night Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nH_WUCFpI/AAAAAAAAA14/D1AatdS6vgk/s1600-h/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+007smaller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nH_WUCFpI/AAAAAAAAA14/D1AatdS6vgk/s200/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+007smaller.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181892737401755282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today the docotors found some fluid surrounding Tonia's lungs. So they inserted a drain to relieve some of the pressure and allow the lung to expand better. They have also agreed to do the Trach in her throat sometime tomorrow. This will allow them to take the tube out of her mouth. Tonia is looking forward to this proceedure. She looks forward to being able to lip words to us without the tube obstructing her lips and to get a good water swab in her mouth. Tonight as Terry and I saw Tonia she was very alert and quick with her mind. She taps the syringe in her mouth with her teeth, as we point to the letters. This way we know which letter she needs to spell out the word she would like us to know. However, by the time Tara made it to the room (not 1 minute later) she was falling asleep. So it sure takes a toll on her to communicate with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-2012385135542083680?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/2012385135542083680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=2012385135542083680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2012385135542083680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/2012385135542083680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-docotors-found-some-fluid.html' title='Monday Night Update'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nH_WUCFpI/AAAAAAAAA14/D1AatdS6vgk/s72-c/Tonias+Photos+1+week+after+007smaller.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-278973135222561866</id><published>2008-03-24T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:57:57.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MRSA Infection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nHlGUCFoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rgJKz__GAwM/s1600-h/Tonia+Day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nHlGUCFoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rgJKz__GAwM/s200/Tonia+Day+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181892286430189186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we have all been worried from the beginning about Tonia catching some kind of infection. When the accident happened she did have a staph infection which can lead to scarier infections. Well as of yesterday she has a MRSA Infection in her lungs. I was just talking to Ryan on the phone and things are just not looking the best for Tonia. My heart truely goes out to you Ryan please let me know if I can do anything. I plan to go set up a donations account today so that anyone that would like to contribute can. To find out a little more about MRSA infection you can check out this site &lt;a href="http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/mrsa/DS00735"&gt;http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/mrsa/DS00735&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8884769354778746898-278973135222561866?l=toniaeccles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/feeds/278973135222561866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8884769354778746898&amp;postID=278973135222561866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/278973135222561866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8884769354778746898/posts/default/278973135222561866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toniaeccles.blogspot.com/2008/03/mrsa-infection.html' title='MRSA Infection'/><author><name>Kristi T.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14204208742623477446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/SguZ5Bg1ygI/AAAAAAAAFWE/kYi3yMSo2T0/S220/Kristiface.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nHlGUCFoI/AAAAAAAAA1w/rgJKz__GAwM/s72-c/Tonia+Day+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8884769354778746898.post-739922169686205440</id><published>2008-03-23T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:53:15.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Information about the accident and her condition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wingsforlife.com/cm/custom/Content/Website/Patient/SCI/Images/What%20is%20SCI/Picture%203a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.wingsforlife.com/cm/custom/Content/Website/Patient/SCI/Images/What%20is%20SCI/Picture%203a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On March 18th 2008 Tonia was driving down Main St. in Hyrum alone in her 1992 Jeep Wrangler. When she was faced with a wave of nausea, which has been a very common thing in Tonia's life lately. She tried to pull over to relieve her nausea when she lost control of her jeep which sent her off the road into a concrete curb that sent her out of control into 3rd East, which is a street that intersects Main Street in Hyrum. Then the jeep hit a second curb that blew her tire out and caused her jeep to roll through a fence and into the field on the corner of 3rd East and Main Street. According to an eye witness, the jeep rolled two or three times. There was so much force involved in the accident that it ripped a tire completely off the jeep and blew apart the transfer case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nGkmUCFnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/EJoi_hqAAm8/s1600-h/Tonias+hailo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181891178328626802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nGkmUCFnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/EJoi_hqAAm8/s200/Tonias+hailo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ambulance took her to Logan Hospital where they thought everything was going to be okay, until they received the X-Rays back to find she had broken her C3 and C4 vertebras in her neck. At this point she was flown by Life Flight to Intermountain Medical Center Hospital on 53rd South and State Street. The spinal doctor said she suffered from spinal cord damage which resulted in permanent paralysis from the top of her shoulders down. This also includes the inability to control her lungs to breathe and talk. There is a slight chance of improvement to control her breathing. That night they put a black halo on Tonia to help stabilize her neck from any movement to prevent further damage to the spinal cord. Tonia was taken from the emergency room up to a room in the shock and trauma ICU unit on the 5th floor of the hospital. Her family was let in to see her at 2:00a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nJamUCFsI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/-W2aXQGKXpI/s1600-h/Tonia+writings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w4cQTpQ7e7Q/R-nJamUCFsI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/-W2aXQGKXpI/s200/Tonia+writings.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181894305064818370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday afternoon the doctors took Tonia into surgery to put a filter in her main artery to prevent any life threatening blood clots. That same day, she was given a Priesthood blessing which was administered through her father. She had a surgery scheduled on Thursday to place two metal plates in both sides of her neck to permanently stabilize her neck and protect the spinal cord. However that next morning Tonia's lower right lung lobe had collapsed, so they put off the surgery until after they did a lungoscopy to clean out her lungs and pump that right lung back to where it should be. At 2:30pm on Thursday they wheeled Tonia into the 4 hour spinal surgery. The surgery went well. The doctors were able to take a piece of bone from Tonia's hip and along with other hardware and stabilize her neck and remove the halo. She is currently dependant on a respirator and often needs a lung treatment to clear her lung from the sticky mucus that causes it to collapse. There are plans to give her a tracheotomy sometime soon. She communicates with the aid of an alphabet chart by blinking and mouthing words. Of course the hardest part of this is Tonia is coherent a majority of the time. She understands what is happening to her body and can do nothing about it. Her eyes are filled with complete fright and sorrow mixed together. All of her children were able to visit with her on Saturday. Which seemed to be a good thing for all of them. Ryan our hearts go out to your sweet family and we all have a desire to help some how. 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