Monica is my second born. She came on a cold wintry night on December 28, 1964. I hardly made it to the hospital. As a child, I think she had a little bit of a problem being second. She said when playing house, she always had to be the daddy and when acting the Nativity scene of Christmas Eve, she always had to be Joseph or a shepherd. Today, she is the mother and a such a good one too. Monica has always been a very loving child. She did not like to be left with babysitters or go in the nursery at church. She wanted to be with her family and close to them at all times.
Monica is very good mother and homemaker. She loves to cook, sew, scrap booking, genealogy and baking and to work in the garden and in the house. She loves her pets. She loves living in a small town and is content with her religion and her family. She is a very thoughtful person and does not judge people who believe differently than she does. She lives her beliefs and is not uncomfortable letting others live as they choose. People always feel very welcome in her home. She always attends family functions even though she lives quite far away from many of them.
She has really blossomed through her life. A shy girl in her youth, she now is a leader in church and other functions, even teaching and many other capacities. She always seems cheerful. I have really never seen her be down or unhappy. (I am sure she is at times but most people would never know it.) She has a husband and family who adore her. They are truly blessed to have her as I am having her as my daughter.
