Bryceisms

I am going through all the letters I wrote to Bryce on his mission.  Here is a typical Bryce stunt that I reminded him of...  Nov. 13, 2005:  Bryce recorded the funniest message on Kira's answering machine.  He tried to cry but it was more like laughing that something had happened at home and could she please call.  He called three times with a message wanting her to call home.  What he really wanted to know was what kind of car she had just bought. 
Another short excerpt that I wrote to Bryce about him being gone on a mission:  I was cooking bacon for your dad's breakfast and thought....good thing Bryce isn't here.  He would not be happy at the smell.  Then, when I was done and put it away, the thought came--I don't have to hide this cooked bacon in the veggie section because Bryce isn't here to eat it!!  See....you are missed. 

Things That Bryce Randomly Wrote

I am cleaning out Bryce stuff.  The time has come.  Here are a few jewels from his notebooks.
An Amazing Observation by Bryce Christensen:
When you are in a car and your are the passenger and there is a song you like on and you say," Hey...I like this song".  The driver almost always turns the volume up.  And you feel like saying, "Hey...all I said was I liked this song--not blast my ears out"...but most of the time you politely clench your teeth and take it. 

READ THIS!!
Dear person reading this if you are not Bryce ( which is a good chance you are not because I am Bryce and don't plan on reading this again). .. This notebook of my ideas will most likely not make sense to you.
.....so my apology if you can't get a hold of me and the ideas in this book remain random nonsense.  Maybe that's the way it was meant to be and maybe you are supposed to make your own sense out of things in this book but if you know I happen to be around or if you thin you can find me ...get a hold of me and let our journey of my past ideas begin.
Yours truely, Bryce Christensen

Cheese--a short story by Bryce
"Cheese and lots of it!" replied Mr. Scower.  "Wonderful wonderful cheese....um Mr. Joshua what are we going to do with all this cheese?"  Why Mr. Scower , were going to do the only thing that can be done with cheese.   "And what is that?" replied Mr. Scower.
"Cheese bombs."  What?   said Mr. Scower.  "CHEESEBOMBS"!  and the best ones the world has ever seen at that.
"Oh that's just great" said Mr. Scower. 
The End
The Return of the Cheese
Scower hand me some sharp cheddar cheese cologne.  There's ladies around.  "Yes, my Lord".  Thank you....this stuff really gets you the women.
Oh...here they come now. 
Oh Mr. Jordan, you're so handsome, said some lady.  Oh Mr. Jordan you smell so good.  Here's a million dollars. 
The end

Once when I was little my little brother Dallin had this pirate sword and he would always hit me in the lip with it.  So my mom one day took the sword and cut it into many pieces. 

Journal...Something Bryce Loved to Do--Not.

Sunday Nov. 27 2004  This is my journal.  Better write some stuff in it so mom's head won't explode, you know how it is with the
exploding and the brains everywhere. 
  Dec. 5, 04  This is my journal.  Ha! Ha! Ha!

What Makes Memorial Day Important?

12 Sept. 2008  Well today we had our last Zone Conference.  It was me, Carroll, Donoho, and Warren.  Elder Young and his wife were there and spoke.  It was freezing.  I didn’t know what would happen when I bore my last Zone testimony.  Sister Young kept talking about things we should have done by the end of our missions and just before I got up to bear my testimony I thought of all the things I had learned, seen, felt and experienced on mission.  It was hard for me to get words out and I was crying.  It was weird.  I usually don’t get emotional and when I sat down afterwards, I felt a distinct warmth on my shoulders and back as if someone had put a warm blanket on me. 

Memorial Day is a great time to reflect and remember.  For behold, this life is the time for men to prepare to meet God; yea, behold the day of this life is the day for men to perform their labors.  Alma 34:32

Mother's Day call

I always loved the call that came on Mother's Day from our missionaries.  Since we don't have any current missionaries in our immediate family and Bryce is as close as we get, I thought I would post something he said that applies to all of us.  It means a lot to me.
August 18, 2008
honestly dont worry about anything for my birthday you have already done enough.... way more than you need to. I know you love me and I dont need a package or money or anything to tell me that. In fact yesterday when I was teaching gospel principals... it was about service and I mentioned how when we serve we love the person we serve and they love us in return, I mentioned how I could think about the person that has served me the most is my mom and how the person that I loved the most in return was my mom. This also tied in with my talk that I gave during sacrement meeting on obedience. it is by obedience that we are able to gain eternal life, the greatest commandment is to love God,  If we love God we will keep his commandments,we do that by serving others, when ye are in the service of your fellow beings you are only in the service of your God. Its amazing how closely related Service, Love and Obedience is.

Happy Mother's Day to us!

Elder Ronny...and his growing family

March 7th, 2014
When Bryce died 5 years ago, Elder Randrianirinaniarivo began to correspond with us every Monday while he was still serving as a missionary.  Even after his mission, I would receive an email on Mondays ( that was the day we would always hear from Bryce when he was on his mission).  We received this on Friday and it is still fun to hear from him when he will randomly check in on us. Here is his letter ( pretty good for someone that speaks French). All prayers in his behalf and his growing family would be appreciated!!!!!
To be honest with you Bryce was also my best companion he has taught me a lots he was so humble and willing to help. 

whene I am talking to people about my mission most of the time I alwasy talks about my experiences with my trainer who made me the kind of missionary that I was. I will always be greatfull to you because you have taught him in the right way and I know he is whatching over you everyday of your life. I am still listining to the CD who has the talk that Bryce gave the one that you send to me. Every time I am thinking about him I just imaging in my minde his smile and him encouraging me say Elder Ronny you will be fine so don't worry, when things goes hard he always cheer me up.

I really enjoyed serving with your SON he is the best.

Here in Madagascar All is well my family and I are doing good we are wainting for our second baby she/he will arrive in jully this year. my son is know two years and old time is going fast. 

My self I am still unable to find a job that can last so that I can provide for my family. like now I am doing nothing save job hunting its been four months now because the contract that I had before took an end. But anyway I will be able to find job and provide for my family, sometime I say to myself that life is hard but thats when I remember what Bryce said Elder Ronny you will be fine so don't worry. this comming month because of my calling I will be able to visite the Temple so I am very excited about that because I know I will recieve more strenght when I got to the House of God. Please pray for us here.

Bryce and James and snowboarding

Snowboarding always makes me think of Bryce. He was a natural on the slopes. He would be looking over a map on the gondola ride up to the lifts, planning out all the runs he wanted to do. I don't think anything ever got him as excited as snowboarding. We would get off the lift and he would be making his way down before Willy and I could even get our feet strapped in. It was hard to keep up, and sometimes he would lead us to hills I wasn't exactly comfortable with, but he pushed me to get better. There was one time that it had recently snowed quite a bit so there was a lot of fresh snow. One trail through the trees that we liked to ride was taped off. Bryce didn't care and lifted the tape to go under it. As soon as he did he sunk into powder up to his stomach. Willy and I laughed but Bryce didn't seem as discouraged as you might think, and he struggled his way through this trail while Willy and I took the main run and met him on the other side of the trees. I think about Bryce often. He was such a good friend and a good person, I wish I could have told him how much he meant to not just me but to everybody. He was a truly unique and special person and I'm glad to have had his influence in my life.

The Color Gold

This is a post I read today from a beautiful friend of Bryce's.  I just love her.

You see this nerd with the big glasses probably spitting all over his cake.

That's Bryce.

We met in 6th grade homeroom.

It was an art class.

We ended senior year 

in a cooking class.

I spent so much time teasing him

 he'd sit in the school weight room lifting trying to come up with ways to get back at me.

This guy went to South Africa on a mission.

I got letters and stories.

When he came home I was ecstatic.

Bryce had that personality that was so good to be around.

He had a calming affect on me. 

He cared a lot about his friends.

He saw more in me than I had in myself.

'Jessica now when you feel like nobody cares you can call me and I will tell you how special you are. cause Jessica you are special! and I am here to let you know.' 

We spent the night walking around school finding our new classrooms, picking out our new seats, planned a date for that weekend.

That next morning bryce was hit by a semi on his way to school.

This experience was more than heartbreaking.

Every January 7th I go to Bryce's family's house with flowers in hand and visit for a couple hours.

We celebrate his life and the memories we have.

They are amazing strong people.

When I reflect back on bryce's friendship and this experience 

I know that Bryce came in and saved my life.

He gave me more than I could ever repay him.

Family Information Sheets

None of the kids liked filling out these sheets each year since 1999.  You can see changes in Bryce as you see his form from his Jr. year to Sr. year and final year after he returned home from his mission.

 

November 2008

Christmas 2008

What can I say about Bryce?  He was one of a kind.  We miss him every day.