In The Eyes

1001150_10201171270699937_787469731_nA few nights ago the world creeped ever so quietly into my son’s heart. His heart was broken and he didn’t know what to do. As I sat quietly on the bed next to him I prayed to have the wisdom to help him. You see he felt less than everyone else around him. In his eyes he didn’t measure up to his heroes and he felt a little broken.

My heart broke inside my chest and we cried together.Continue reading “In The Eyes”

Closer at the End…

DSCN1337Today marks the end of summer vacation in our home. It is eerily quiet in the house. In years past I have looked forward to this day with great anticipation…not today. I already miss them and it has only been 45 minutes.

My kids are amazing. I love these two incredible spirits! They are as different as fire and ice, yet they both have brought so much life and love into our lives.

As I walked home from dropping them off at school, I thought about the summer and what we experienced that made it different from every other summer. We didn’t go on any elaborate family vacations, we actually didn’t do more than a couple of extras this year. Yet, we had a blast. It speaks a lot about the giants I am raising (not just stature) when they did not complain that we were not on vacation or out doing things other people were doing.

This summer we became closer as a family than we have ever been. I am so thankful for each day we spent together. When I say ‘we’, I mean the entire family. It is a blessing in our lives that my husband is with us every day, all day. I know not every family could do this, so I am thankful ours can.

I learned that it is not in the grand things that we draw closer to each other. It is in the simple moments of going on a hike, building Legos, playing a video game or two together, reading, coloring, chatting, eating together, practicing karate and so much more that we have the moments to truly bind our hearts together.

We were blessed with the opportunity to spend time helping my parents build a wall in their backyard (something we all lovingly refer to as prison work) and landscape. I was able to capture moments in my heart watching my children draw closer to their grandparents. These are priceless times that no camera could fully capture, but my soul has them.

There have been many a Friday evening when my husband’s mom would come up to eat and play games with us. We thoroughly enjoyed our time with her. She and the kids had this fun and sweet banter they would share. They have been able to share moments with her that will bring joy into their hearts when they recall them down the road.

The blessings we have received this summer are overwhelming; the greatest of which is the closeness we have gained. I love who my kids are. I love that we get to see them become the amazing people they are.

As much as I am sad that the summer has ended, I am excited for the journey they have started today. I look forward to sharing the adventure of a new school year with them, because it brings with it even more opportunities to become closer.

Undaunted

This morning I woke up feeling truly grateful for the incredibleDSCN1076 husband I have been blessed with. He is simply amazing.

For over a year I have watched him fight relentlessly against a foe that has neither face nor form. One that would steal all that he is if he allowed it. And yet, he does not.

I have never seen someone work so hard to become who he is meant to be. It is a lesson that I strive to take within my heart and one I pray that our children will understand. His deep desire to simply be the best he can is inspiring to all who are blessed to know him.

There is not a day that goes by that he is not learning, moving forward. If he is faced with a problem that he is not currently able to solve, he finds a way to do it. It is impressive to see the amount of knowledge he has gained and is able to share with others. He is one of the most gifted teachers I have ever seen. It is beautiful to watch him break down what he knows and allow another to find what they are searching for.

I have watched him find healing as he has been blessed to help others. He sees the best in those around him and can bring it out with a few simple words. From a distance, I have seen people come to him who are defeated, broken and lost. I have watched them leave victorious, whole and found. It is like witnessing small miracles. He is a healer.

I know there are moments within that he does not feel like he can take another step. Yet, in spite of it all, he gets up and moves forward. He is the strength of our family. He is my rock.

I am in awe of how undaunted he is. I am blessed to be his.

Daddy’s Girl

DSCN1063There is something very special about being the only girl in my family. I have one of the best relationships with my Daddy. Even though I am close to forty years old, I still call him Daddy, because I am still his little girl.

Today I just wanted to share a little about the man I have been blessed to live with, learn from, be protected by and loved by. We have been able to spend some fantastic time this summer doing what I like to call ‘prison work’ in his backyard. We are basically moving dirt and rocks from one area to another and back again. He is re-landscaping his yard. As we have worked together we have had the time to quietly chat, just he and I. These are moments I treasure.

This is how it has been throughout my life. He was very gifted at working on our cars whenever they would break. I remember sitting at his side as he would tear apart our 1972 orange GMC truck. He would explain why things worked the way they did and let me see how he put it all back together when he had fixed the problem. We would quietly chat about things that were safe for a teenage girl to talk to her father about.

Looking back at these times in my life, I see that he was teaching me how to solve problems. He was showing me how to break things down and find what was not working right. He taught me how to live in a way that I could take care of myself, as long as I had him to watch over me. He blessed me with a deep understanding that there are times when you need to walk away, think and come back with a solution that was given to you from the Spirit.

I have watched this giant of a man take care of my mom each and every time she has had surgery (there have been over 30). I watched him give up his work in order to be there for his aged mother as she prepared to leave this life. He and my mom would take time each and every night to go to where she was staying, dress her, tuck her in and pray with her. I have watch him drop everything he was doing to be there for me and my brothers any time we would call (and sometimes when he just felt like we needed him). I have seen him sacrifice anything and everything so that those around him could have what they needed.

The tools he has given me have blessed my life every day. From him I have learned to care for those I love, make life for those around me a little better and strength that goes beyond anything physical.

I will never forget the day I was married. As I was sealed to my husband, I looked over at him. The man who had raised, protected and loved me for over 20 years. I noticed the tears streaming down his face. I knew right then that it would all be different, but I would forever be my Daddy’s little girl.

He is my hero. He is one of the greatest blessings I have in my life.

 

My Mountain

A little over a year ago my husband and I were in moving talks….for the 30th time. Not really, however we had been talking about moving for 6 years. We had sold our house 3 times, however each time941586_10201018331596555_1866558230_n we did, we felt we needed to stay. It was a rough, but rewarding 6 years.

I remember one evening we decided we were going to let go of moving and stay where we were. As we had been thinking, trying and talking about moving for so long, it was difficult to let it go, however at the same time I was relieved. I finally rested and found peace where I was.Continue reading “My Mountain”

Warrior Heroes

IMG_6672Last night it was my turn to teach our Family Home Evening. It is a time we spend talking about spiritual things to strengthen ourselves and each other. As I thought about what to teach one of my favorite stories came to mind.

In the Book of Mormon the story of the 2,000 Stripling Warriors has always been one of my favorites. There are so many lessons that I have learned from this story over the years.Continue reading “Warrior Heroes”

Driving Conversation

My kids and I spend a fair amount of time in the car as we travel back and forth this summer. I have to say it is one of my most favorite times we share. One of the best things I have done is banning file8451249502007their little devices. This has allowed us to chat about any and everything.

When I say everything, I mean it. We have talked about life, death, spiritual things, anatomy, what to do in certain situations and any silly thing that comes out of their little minds. Our conversations can change from one second to the next, so I have to be on top of my game. Continue reading “Driving Conversation”

Coming Home

TITP2012 015Yesterday was the first official day of summer vacation for the kids. They have been counting down for at least 3 weeks…not for the last day of school, but for the first day of our volunteering. Every day it was one step closer to their favorite summer activity.

The kids and I spend the summer volunteering at a living museum called This Is The Place. It is an amazing place to spend one day a week. It is a village that represents the pioneer history of Utah. For a kid, it is a magical place to do everything they want to do…ride horses, climb fences ride trains, play in the dirt and mud, make arrowhead necklaces, pan for ‘gold’ and sing with talented, amazing people (there is a lot more that they do). For me it is a place where my kids are unplugged, happy and safe. Continue reading “Coming Home”

At Her Feet

I have been very blessed to have been born to my parents. They are incredible people on so many levels. I strive constantly to become more of who they are. 20120930_142505

My mother is an amazing woman. She has overcome a lot, I mean A LOT in her life. She will tell you it is all to make her rough edges smoother, so she can stand before her Savior. I look at her and ask, “Where are all of these rough edges you are talking about?” She is mortal and all, however she is pretty amazing as far as I am concerned.Continue reading “At Her Feet”

Different is Good

“Find the most popular TV shows, radio programs, movies, foods, drinks and entertainment – and AVOID them. Popularity breeds mediocrity.” ~Darren Hardyone_red

I am a fan of this quote. It is how I live my life now. I will say that I am honestly happier now than I have been. It is a lesson I wish I would have learned a long time ago, however I am a firm believer that we learn what we need to when we need it most.

I have always been a little different from everyone else in life. It is something that would make me sad, until one day I decided it was meant to make me stronger. I realized that I am who I am on purpose. The decision helped me refocus and see life in a greater light.Continue reading “Different is Good”