Thursday, June 28, 2012

Healing

My eyes are healing up nicely. One is good enough to have the bandage contact taken out as of this morning. The other still has a "defect." That actually isn't as bad as it sounded when the doctor said it. I told Aaron to speak English for me and he said he basically gave my eyes road rash and this one hasn't healed over all the way yet. So I go back Tuesday in hopes that it will be healed up and that other contact can go in the trash.

Meanwhile I am seeing 20/25 which for me is like amazing without glasses. Very happy to be seeing well.

Meanwhile I have been resting my eyes often (napping) and trying not to be on the computer too much. It is hard on my eyes to focus on screens too much yet. I have been documenting my life with Instagram this week. I find it is a fun tool to let Jonathan see what he is missing at home. I like to bring a little of our joy here to him at work that way.

I also have been planning a baby shower for a friend who had a little girl last week. She didn't find out what she was having beforehand. She has 3 older boys and totally assumed she would have another boy. I dug into my little girl clothes today to use some of them to decorate.

After pillaging all the other girls baby clothes I was still short a couple cute outfits and missing components of one that was key to my decor. And then I thought perhaps it was in Camille's clothes.

It has been a really long time since I have opened the cedar hope chest containing all the earthly things that were JUST Camille's. I found some cute things. I held her "Shrek" blanket that my friend Janie made for her. We called it that because it is purple and green fuzzy blocks on one side. It is soft and silky purple on the other with little flowers. Camille loved to snuggle down into that blanket when she went to bed.

I held it up to my face an inhaled it. So did Annie. She was there with me. I told her how much I missed her sister. She comforted me with love pats. I have come so far in healing but the wound can still be visited in freshness. This is especially true when I hear of someone I know losing a child. Like when Janie called me just about a year after Camille died to tell me she had just lost her newborn baby boy. Or last night when I heard my pediatrician's son had passed away. He was buried at the same cemetery as Camille today.

I remember being there. I am so glad I am not there anymore. I am so grateful that the Lord created paths of healing for us as we journey through mortality. Some healing comes in minutes or days. My eyes will take about 3 months. But the heart, well, it takes lots of love to heal, so says my wise little Annie.

Friday, June 22, 2012

New Eyes

My new eyes are doing well. Actually, the actual procedure has been the worst part of this so far. It was a bit "Star Trek" like to me having my eyes probed and prodded while I was awake. That was unsettling. My brother in law's calming voice helped. But it is still crazy seeing things things coming down to my eyeball straight on.

And now they are a little dry and sore but not too bad. I can see lots better than I could before without glasses. I am able to read what I am typing. But I cannot see as well as I could before with glasses. The words on the screen are a little fuzzy.

I have been sleeping lots and resting my eyes as much as possible. That seems to help. Plus I get to wear these awesome googles at night for the next two weeks. Note the sticker that one of the girls put on them to decorate me while I slept.

I think it is pretty amazing that we have the knowledge and technology to make our eyes work better. I mean the fact that I can see the words on this screen is pretty miraculous to me.

I am pleased that the pain level has been far less than I feared. I haven't had to use the pain eye drops since we left the surgery center. I guess this weekend is supposed to be hard when my eyes are healing up. Someone told me day 3 was their worst day. But day one has been manageable since my hubby stayed home to take care of being me for the day.

Now I guess I better head off to bed again. I don't think I have gotten this much sleep in 12 years. So nice to have doctors orders to sleep as much as possible to let your eyes heal. I bet there are a lot of moms out there who would want those kind of doctors orders!

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Going Under the Knife ...errr .. Laser

Tomorrow I am having eye surgery. I have worn glasses since I was 14 and contacts for at least 20 years. The last 12 years I have been either pregnant or nursing or about to get pregnant. That made me not a good candidate for vision correction surgery. But that is not the case for me now. And since I have a brilliant and local brother in law who is a Ophthalmologist specializing in corneas, well I figured I the time is now.

I am a little anxious. I am not worried about my brother in law's abilities or having a bad outcome. My brother in law Aaron is one of the most detail oriented and precise people I know, not to mention just an all around great guy. But since I apparently have somewhat thin corneas, he is having me do PRK instead of Lasik. So the difference is that PRK has fewer complications since there is no cutting involved and it doesn't decrease your cornea depth but it is more painful and has a slower recovery.

That means I am going to be in "discomfort" (not entirely sure what that means) for the next week and then I will have better but not perfect vision for the next 3 months. He says I should be legal to drive without glasses but I will notice it isn't as good as it has been with glasses or contacts now.

So I took a couple photos of me with glasses for the record since today is the last day I will be wearing them ... at least until I need reading glasses.

 Someone is sneaking in on my photo. (no more glare in my eyes tomorrow!)
 And he gets me!


Wish me luck!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

June 13

Today is June 13th. How did I come to know that? Did I look at my calendar? No. Have I been anticipating this day, watching the days pass knowing it was going to be Wednesday? No. I mean I knew we were getting to the middle of June. I knew the 13th would fall sometime this week. But I hadn't put it into my mind which day of the week it would fall on.

But this morning as soon as I woke up I just KNEW that today was June 13th and the 4 year anniversary mark of the worst day of my life. How? Dreams, or rather nightmares. Specifically the one I had just before waking of my baby girl, so tiny yet walking, escaping from me in a classroom as we prepared to go. Of someone allowing her to get out of the door. Of someone helping her step down the curb and into the school parking lot as I chased her as fast as I could screaming for someone to stop her. Of everyone looking at me and ignoring me as my baby girl walked faster than I could run away from me out of the parking lot and out of sight. Of me screaming all the while for SOMEONE to stop her and pick her up and save her. And of feeling so intensely mad and bewildered that not only did no one stop her but that so many people helped her along the way.

Then I woke up and knew, it must be June 13th. My subconscious knows even if I do not. And I am left with the imprint of that very vivid dream to go about this day. Were there unseen helpers aiding her escape that day? Did angels help her escape her high chair and across the hot cement and up the steps to the spa? More importantly, were angels there to help her and comfort her as she drowned?


No matter how healed I become and I do feel mostly healed, I will never like June 13th.


Tuesday, June 12, 2012

And they're off...

Last night I took my parents to the airport. Today they are in London. Tonight they fly to Kenya. Next time I see them I will have moved past the diaper stage of motherhood. It is hard to imagine how the next two years will change our family and all the milestones my parents will miss in the lives of their grandchildren. But it is well worth the sacrifice.

I love my parents. I feel honored to have been raised by people who live what they teach. They have taught us all to be self sufficient and service oriented. It isn't always easy, but our lives are blessed through service and sacrifice.

My mom got a little teary as we hugged goodbye. "You'll be fine," I told her.

"I'm not worried about me," she replied.

A small chuckle escaped me. I reassured my mother that I would be fine. All of her kids would be. We are all married and have supportive spouses. We will be able to face the challenges that lie ahead.


People of Kenya ... take care of these two. They are pretty special.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Lesson - Power to Heal

The following is what I wrote out to give as my lesson today. I followed it fairly closely. I hope it will give you a good sense of what I was trying to convey. Words in italics were actions or things I asked the class to come up with.

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Pass out Chocolate Cookies

Today I made each of you one of my favorite treats. They are double chocolate cookies. I love chocolate and it makes me happy. I go to it when I am stressed or feeling overwhelmed. Maybe that isn’t a great habit but sometimes a little chocolate makes the world seem a little more manageable. 

Still there are some days when I am so upset, or hurt, or down that I feel like there just isn’t enough chocolate in the world to make me better. Today I want to discuss the power by which we can become “better” when our spirits have been injured and we are hurting. I specifically want to focus on those “spiritual” injuries we receive through no fault of our own. So we are not talking about the spiritual injuries that result from our own sins.

These spiritual injuries are those that come as a consequence of living in the spiritual war zone of mortality. No one leaves this life without them. Everyone of us has her own “war story” with wounds or scars that have come to us without cause. I want you to think about YOUR story, and your wounds as we discuss today.

I understand that many of these wounds are intensely sensitive to you and incredibly private. Some you may not have shared with anyone at all. I don’t expect you to feel the need to share about these private wounds. I just know enough to know everyone has them, and if they don’t, they will get them.

Let’s put some examples up on the board here of things other people do that hurt us.

Here is my list: Death of a loved one, Sin of a loved one, abandonment, lies, mean or rude behavior, gossiping, false imprisonment, frivolous or malicious law suits, abuse in any form, crimes in which you were the victim, depression, mental illness, neglect, witnessing a crime, divorce, neglect ... the class came up with a few others I am forgetting.

Most of you know that I suffered the intensely painful spiritual injury of losing a child. I certainly have other injuries that are far less publically known. But because losing Camille was such a public injury I may refer to my experience with that one throughout this lesson to illustrate what I am talking about. But the principles we will discuss are equally applicable to all these different spiritual injuries we have named.

Losing Camille was not my first major spiritual injury but it certainly was my most life threatening. After her passing, I dove into a study of how to be healed of the spiritual wounds that seemed to be nearly killing me. I found answers through my own experience day by day and through scriptures I had found previously on the subject.

Recently I read a talk by Elder Bednar on the subject that added to and further defined my thoughts on the subject. His talk was entitled The Atonment and the Journey of Mortality. In it he talks about how the Atonement provides a cleansing power to make bad men or women good and an enabling and strengthening power to make good men and women better.  In the context of my narrow focus today of I’d like to think of his “better” as “more well or healed or whole” spiritually. As I have learned through scriptures we will examine combined with this talk by Elder Bednar, the enabling and strengthening power of the atonement can heal the pure in heart just as the cleansing power of the atonement can wipe away sin.  Together these two powers of the Atonement help us overcome Spiritual Death … after all we can do.

With the cleansing power of the Atonement we are taught Steps we can take to put us on the road to repentance so we can receive the power of the atonement. Through my study and experience, I have found that there are also steps we can take to receive the enabling and strengthening power of the Atonement. Today I’d love to share what I have learned.

Let’s look at a few scriptures: First in Jacob chapters 2 and 3. This is where the prophet Jacob is calling the Nephite men to repentance for not being faithful to their wives. He expresses how much he hates to have to even talk to them about this especially in the presence of their innocent wives and children. At the end of chapter 2 in the last verse he notes the broken hearts of the wives and how the sobbings of their hearts have ascended to God. He even says that many of their hearts DIED being pierced with deep wounds.

We certainly do not want that.

Then in the first two verses of Chapter 3 he speaks to those innocently injured by the sins of these men. Lets read it:

 1 But behold, I, Jacob, would speak unto you that are pure in heart. Look unto God with firmness of mind, and apray unto him with exceeding faith, and he will bconsole you in your cafflictions, and he will plead your cause, and send down djustice upon those who seek your destruction.
 2 O all ye that are pure in heart, lift up your heads and receive the pleasing word of God, and feast upon his alove; for ye may, if your bminds are cfirm, forever.

These verses have given me direction and things to ponder for years as I have studied this issue of healing a broken heart. What steps do you find in them?

1 – Be Pure in Heart
2 – Look to God with a firmness of mind
3- Pray in Faith
4 – Lift your head – trust and believe and have hope
4 - RECEIVE the pleasing word of God and FEAST on his LOVE
5 – Keep mind firm

The part of this that has been a subject of much study for me to better understand has been what it means to have a “firm mind.”

Other places in the scriptures we are told that the stripling warriors were of a firm mind. They followed a similar pattern as the one prescribed by Jacob to prevent their own “War Injuries.” In Alma 57: 26-27 we are told that in a great battle where many died, all of them survived. They were ALL injured but they all survived.

Their survival was a MIRACLE just as our spiritual survival despite our spiritual injuries is and will continue to be a miracle.  This miracle came because the strippling warriors:
1)   had exceeding faith – that is in our list of steps
2)   firm minds – also in our list of steps
3)   trusted god - this is why I expanded the lift your head section.

I believe they had guardian angels watching over and protecting and aiding them. And I believe we are privy to the same help if we follow the steps. In Moroni 7:30 we find that angels minister according to the Lord’s command to those of strong faith and a firm mind in every form of godliness.

What do you think it means to have a “Firm Mind?”
Firm mind I have come to believe means unyielding to outside influences (satans whispers of doubt and self loathing and anger and jealousy and revenge.)

Elder Bednar highlighted some other scripture stories to illustrate the enabling or strengthening power of the Atonement. He talked about Nephi and his handling of the complex and hurtful family relationships he dealt with. When his brothers had tied him up he prayed for strength to burst the bands with which he was bound.

He did not pray to have his circumstances changed. Often our spiritual injuries come from circumstances that we either cannot or should not change. We can never change another person.

Elder Bednar suggests that he believes Nephi worked at those bands over time to loose them. It wasn’t easy but he did all he could to improve the situation. We similarly can follow the guidance of the Holy Ghost to do what we can to improve situations or relationships we are in that are hurtful. This is part of how we receive the word of god and the Love of the Savior.  This may be counseling or journal writing or doing service or temple worship.

We can often build a cocoon around ourselves even when we can’t escape the pain or the situation. After Camille died I did all I could to surround myself with love and gentleness. I couldn’t have the TV on and it was so hard to be around people who spoke unkindly to others.

A woman serving as a missionary in Croatia wrote to me and shared her experience of going through a difficult time. She wrote about building her cocoon through pouring herself into her calling and going to the temple two or three times a week. She was at a stage of life where she could do that and it helped her stay protected in that cocoon of the spirit as her spirit healed and dealt with the circumstances causing her injury.

Elder Bednar examines another thing we can do to stay pure in heart as found in the example of the people of Alma when they were in bondage to the Lamanites. They couldn’t change their circumstances but they changed themselves. In Mosiah 3:19 we are told

 For the anatural bman is an cenemy to God, and has been from the dfall of Adam, and will be, forever and ever, unless he eyields to the enticings of the Holy fSpirit, and gputteth off the hnatural man and becometh a isaint through the atonement of Christ the Lord, and becometh as a jchild, ksubmissive, meek, humble, patient, full of love, willing to submit to all things which the Lord seeth fit to inflict upon him, even as a child doth submit to his father.

In Mosiah 24:15 we see the result when as the people of Alma did this …

15 And now it came to pass that the burdens which were laid upon Alma and his brethren were made light; yea, the Lord did astrengthen them that they could bear up their bburdens with ease, and they did submit cheerfully and with cpatience to all the will of the Lord.

I found in my own experience that it was only when I did purify my heart and be meek and humble and submissive – that I could feel the love of the Lord for me and the feel the effects of the Atonement working to heal my heart.

One specific thing I prayed for a long time was that the healing power of the atonement would take effect in my soul. Please Lord, apply the healing power of the atonement to my heart and help make it whole again. I think that helped. Pray in faith with hope of healing and it can come. I am a witness of that. Pray for a change in your nature and it can come. His Atonement can make good men and women “better” even as it can make bad men good.

It was still a slow and long process. But the miracle of getting “better” and healing has come and continues to come.

ALMA 7:11-12 The Lord has suffered our pains, sicknesses and inFIRMities that HE could have mercy on us and know how to succor us according to our infirmities.

He can firm us up where we have been weak and bind up the broken heart. He can help us as we go forward to KEEP FIRM as we follow the plan and look to him.

Even after you have done these steps and feel you have gotten “better,” Satan will still be working to reinjure you. For me this comes at every anniversary or milestone Camille would have reached. But I have to redirect my mind and stay firm and RECEIVE.  Let go of the hurt. Do not hold on. Let go so you can RECEIVE - for ye may if your minds are firm.


I know God lives and that the Savior suffered so that he might aid us to do that which we cannot do alone – be cleansed from our sins AND be HEALED from our spiritual injuries. May we look with hope and firmness of mind to Him who is mighty to heal and receive the love and angelic help he is willing to send us. 

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Things to share

Summer is finally here and we are being as lazy as we can for the first few days. I will be scheming what we are going to do with our summer this year next week. I do need some structure to truly enjoy the summer, but for the next couple of days we are just taking a break. In the meantime, I have a few things I wanted to share.

My parents are leaving Monday for their mission in Kenya. They just returned from training for the mission in Utah and have just a couple days here before they fly out. So I have left the weekend pretty open so we can do whatever they have time to do with us. To learn more about what they will be doing in Kenya go HERE.

My girls have been reading some great books. Annie is working on A Wrinkle in Time and Lauren is nearly finished with one of the Magic Tree House books. I can't keep up with what Sabrina is currently reading. She got The Red Pyramid by Rick Riordan the last day of school and was reading that last time I checked but she might have finished it by now. I mean it has been a day already.

I have been slowly working through a biography of Andrew Jackson. But that takes no kid interruptions to read properly. In the meantime I read THIS blog post that I felt was amazing. I have had a few friends who have struggled with same gender attraction. That post by Josh Weed and his wife Lolly really gave me a fresh perspective and a more positive view of the challenges one faces and the sacrifices one must choose between when they are attracted to members of the same sex. It is a long post but it is well worth the read.

One other thing I wanted to share was the new "game" Noble and I have been playing. Potty training is one of my least favorite things. Nevertheless it must be done. Noble has been working on it for about 2 months and is doing really well. It actually has been easier with him than it has been with any of my other kids (probably because he is older than the girls were.)

But I have found a new "game" that he likes to play to encourage him to push and try to go #2 even when he doesn't feel the immediate need. It has worked so very well and we have had great success with getting him to push and get it all out once or occasionally twice a day.

Here is the "game." I sit him on the toilet. Sometimes he is mad at having to be there. I get my phone and take a photo of his face only. He loves it. Then I ask him to push and I take a photo of his face for every toot or poop he gets out. Then I immediately let him see the photo. He loves making funny faces and seeing them on the phone. I love not having to change poopy diapers. If you are in the potty training phase it may be worth a try. :O)

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Lesson Preparation

In my most recent job at church I get to teach only once a quarter. Since I like teaching this was a sad change from my teaching once a month gig. But the bright side is that I get to pick my own topic for my lesson. I love that aspect because it allows me to think deeply about what topic will most benefit the women I teach and I can bring some of the passion I am feeling about the topic I choose to the lesson. 


Sometimes picking your own topic can be hard because really there are SO many wonderful and important aspects of the Gospel of Jesus Christ that we could address. And sometimes the most vital and central aspects, which all revolve around Jesus Christ and his life and mission in the greater plan, seem too big a topic to cover in just one lesson.


But as I have been preparing for my turn to teach this Sunday, the topic has come readily. And I have found great joy in the growth of knowledge, understanding, and peace that I have felt from preparing and studying for this lesson. I am excited to share what I have learned and hope to plan an effective way to properly deliver it. 


In my view, the topic I have choose is important for everyone and critical to most people. I am sad that we only have about 20 women in the class I will be teaching. I feel like so many more would or could benefit from a better understanding and study of this topic. So while I don't normally "write out" any of my lessons, I think for this I may make an exception. 


I am going to write down what I plan to teach and post it here on the blog. It will not be exactly what goes down in my lesson because obviously I will be involving the class in my lesson and I can't predict what comments will be shared or where they will ultimately take the lesson. That is the reason I don't "write out" my lessons. I like to be free to follow where the Spirit guides during the lesson without the pressure to "get through" all that I had prepared.


But I am going to write up what I have learned and put it in the basic structure of what my lesson should look like. I would love for anyone on here who would like to join me in this "virtual class" to join me by doing a little reading to prepare. If you do the reading and have some thoughts to share I would LOVE to hear them before Sunday in case I want to incorporate them into my lesson. Depending on my time, I will either post the lesson here just before or just after I give it on Sunday. 


So ... here is the topic: Tapping into the Healing and Enabling Power of the Atonement of Jesus Christ. We all know that Jesus died to Atone for our sins and that through Him our sins can be washed away. That is not what I am looking at in this lesson. In this lesson I want to examine how the power of the Atonement can reach to soothe or heal the spiritual injuries we suffer through no sin or fault of our own. 


I feel like everyone has these. The injuries loosing Camille inflicted on my spirit (my mind and heart) were very public in that everyone knew what happened to me. I got the added benefit of public support and love to aid me as my spirit healed. But so many people suffer in private and silence from equally devastating spiritual injuries. 


This is a lesson about finding Hope to deal with those injuries (many of which are recurring and cannot be changed.) It is about learning How to tap into the power of the Atonement to help you do that which you cannot do alone. And it is about developing a "Firm Mind" so that you can choose the better path when life or circumstances make it seem like there are no choices.


I'd love to hear your thoughts on these topics especially especially after you read THIS AMAZING talk and the following scripture found in the Book of Mormon in Jacob Chapter 3. This is in a sermon by the prophet Jacob after he has called the men to repentance for not being faithful to their wives. He then says this to the innocently spiritually injured wives:



 But behold, I, Jacob, would speak unto you that are pure in heart. Look unto God with firmness of mind, and apray unto him with exceeding faith, and he will bconsole you in your cafflictions, and he will plead your cause, and send down djustice upon those who seek your destruction.
 O all ye that are pure in heart, lift up your heads and receive the pleasing word of God, and feast upon his alove; for ye may, if your bminds are cfirm, forever.
Keep that scripture in mind as you read the talk I linked to above by former BYU

Idaho president and current apostle David Bednar. I'd love to hear your insights!

Sunday, June 3, 2012

A Noble Weekend

We just returned home from a quick trip to Southern California for the funeral of Jon's uncle, Noble Waite. It was strange for me running around chasing after MY Noble and calling after him by name over and over through the afternoon while attending the funeral of a man who bore his same name.

I was glad my little Noble was only 3 and in a nursery with babysitters during the service as we heard all about all the various things the elder Noble blew up, burned down, shot or beat up. Some of his antics would have been rich fodder for the imaginations of a young man. Noble was a great man with a wonderful sense of humor, a legacy of service to his country, community, and church, and a powerful testimony of the gospel for Jesus Christ. I enjoyed his funeral and the Spirit that was present during it.

I also got some much needed So Cal Harris time as a bonus. We stayed with my brother Darren and got to enjoy "the greatest house in the world!" At least that is what Noble told me at 4 am on Saturday after I had been laying with him for an hour trying to get him to go back to sleep. He was SO excited to be staying at Uncle Darren's house. He was mad to have to come home to our house.

It was a rejuvenating trip for me. I had a great time going to dinner Friday night with both my brothers and my sister in law Elizabeth and Jonathan. Early the next morning Elizabeth and I hiked in the hills behind their houses. My bootie is feeling it today. It was a good hike and great company.

Overall the kids got to play and the adults got to chat. A good weekend by all accounts. There was a house for lease next door to Darren. Every time we drove up I wanted to just  take that sign down and say, "hello, we are moving in here!" I miss somethings about living down in So Cal so badly. Topping that list is the family we have there. Weather is pretty high up there too.

Then today on our drive home I was thankful not to be going the other direction. Traffic leaving So Cal on friday and going back to So Cal on Sunday is brutal. Traffic in general is one thing I don't miss about living in So Cal.

Thank you to my So Cal family for putting us up for the weekend and for putting up with us. :) We are kind of a herd these days. I appreciate you more than you can know.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

11 Years

Tonight, 11 years ago right now, I became a mother. After 18 hours of labor, three of them pushing, Sabrina Lucile finally made her very reluctant and rather traumatic way into this world. And instantly ... instantly, I was changed.

Becoming a mother, there are so many new things that are opened to your view of the world. New emotions and realizations seem to be a daily occurrence in those early days. I felt as if a major shift in my perspective and in my heart took place the moment I laid eyes on my sweet baby girl.

I always like to ask new mothers and fathers what has surprised them most about becoming a new parent. I have heard so many answers ... just how little sleep you get, how hard things you thought would be easy can be (nursing), how differently you look at the world now.

For me the answer to that question is always the same. I was shocked by how much I could love someone I didn't even know. I never believed in love at first sight until I saw Sabrina. As soon as I saw her it was like a little piece of my heart permanently attached to her.

She was all beat up from the traumatic delivery and had scars all over her head where the vacuum popped off mid use and tore her scalp up but despite all that, she was this beautiful little piece of me. I was just stunned to see her and feel like I had known her forever.

She has grown a bit in these 11 years. Her scars from delivery are now covered by a mass of curly blond hair. And I love her more today than I did even then. She and I went on a shopping spree on Saturday for her birthday. Today I made a cake.

She invited a couple of friends over to eat a piece with us. They brought their siblings and it turned into an impromptu dance/cake and ice cream party. My favorite kind of party ... no planning, all fun.






Thank you Sabrina, for the gift you gave me by entering my life 11 years ago and for all you continue to give me each day I am with you. I love you more than you can know.


Tuesday, May 29, 2012

He Knows

Have you ever had a day when you just get sign after sign that the Lord is watching? I have had a rough weekend and it seems like every time I turn around there is some glaringly obvious sign that the Lord is mindful of me.

Sometimes that is so comforting. Sometimes (when it is calling you out on something you are or are not doing) it is sobering. These last few days it has been some of each of those. I got called out, did what I was told even though I didn't want to, and then got comforted.

Few things are as comforting to me as my sweet children. They can be a better balm to me than anything else on earth. I started yesterday out pretty teary and my girls could see I was struggling. They became the sweetest versions of themselves for the day to buoy my spirits. By the end of the day, as we sat watching a movie as a family, my tears had dried up and my spirit felt so much better.

I am looking forward to summer days when we can spend more relaxed time together. I will still have to come up with a daily schedule to avoid the boredom and but I think that will be coming after a week or two of just taking things one day at a time.

Anybody got a good list of fun summer things to do? I need to make one of those!

One fun thing is watching So You Think You Can Dance. Dance Party my house WEDNESDAY at 8:30.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Beauty

This clip below is why I am so looking forward to watching So You Think You Can Dance again this year. I love how dance done well can create such beautiful moving art out of the human body.

I made a special trip across town to get one of my very most favorite treats for the show tonight so come on over and enjoy a couple of my favorite things tonight with me if you are free!

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Sunday Best

Several weeks ago I was in a program that our church women's organization put on the Ten Virgins. I played one of the foolish virgins and sang a song about trying to find time to fill my lamp with oil when I had so much to do everyday, kids to tend, cleaning to do, duties to perform. (I didn't understand that at all ... she said sarcastically.)

I wrote the post "grief breathing" after the practice. It moved me in ways I didn't expect. It really made me think about being prepared for the Bridegroom's coming.

The next Sunday after that practice I started getting ready for church much earlier than usual. We have afternoon church so I had lots of time. As I bathed and shaved and scrubbed I thought about preparing for the Bridegroom.

Now if you ask my mother, she will verify that I am not that girl who spends much time on her appearance. :) Sorry Mom. I don't generally iron things. I like getting pedicures but only paint nails if my kids beg. Generally I get ready in 20 minutes (that includes a shower) and I am out the door. On Sundays I wear 3 minutes worth of make up that I put on in the car on the way to the chapel.

But this day, I began thinking about how I primped and prepared for my wedding day. That day I wanted my appearance to be perfect. I didn't want any skin to be dry or rough. I wanted perfect makeup and smooth legs. I wanted my dress to be perfectly fitted, clean, and lovely.

Now here I was about to go to a sacred chapel and make covenants with the Lord. I was going to take the Saviors name and covenant to obey and follow Him. Was not this truly following the Lord's symbol of the Church being the Bride and the Savior the Bridegroom? Here I was preparing to go make these sacred promises that in some ways seemed so similar to those I made at my wedding. I was symbolically going to meet with the Bridegroom.

My scrubbing and primping took on a new feel. I washed my fingernails and used a pumice stone on my feet. Out of the bath, I lathed up in my favorite lotion. I did my hair, applied makeup, and I even ... wait for it ... painted my toenails.

Then I selected my outfit. I wanted something modest and lovely that wouldn't draw attention. I wasn't not dressing to get compliments from the other women at church. (Honestly that is the more honest answer of why I would formerly have done any of this kind of prep work.) But today I was picking an outfit I thought would show the Lord my respect for him and how special it was to me to make these covenants. And so I pick white linen A line skirt and a soft lavender tailored shirt with a few dressy details like satin covered buttons and a very small ruffle around the high neckline.

There were a few wrinkles I normally wouldn't have bothered about but I was preparing for the Bridegroom, and so I got out the iron. I took the time and effort to press the wrinkles out of my clothes and look my best ... my Sunday best.

I have not gone to this extent every Sunday since. In all reality, the Lord will accept us in church no matter how we come. It is most important that we are there, not what we wear. But I have often thought of this experience I had that Sunday as I have gotten ready the Sundays since. It is good to remember where I am going and who I am going to "meet." It gives more purpose and meaning to putting on my Sunday best.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Its Dance Time Again

Just had to say how excited I am for Thursday night and the first episode of So You Think You Can Dance this year! YeHaw!

So for any of you who know where I live, this is where the party is! Come on over around 8:30 and we will watch some dance awesomeness.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Milestones or Stepping Stones

One might say today is a milestone. Today Harrison is the same exact age that Camille was on the day she died. Tomorrow he will officially be older than she every was. From then on she will be my forever baby.

I have been feeling mild shock waves from hitting this milestone (bad dreams and a greater depth of nostalgia.) But I want to shift how I look at this from a milestone to a stepping stone. This isn't a goal I have been striving for or anticipating. It is a bridge from one stage of life to another.

Tomorrow I step into having all my living children beyond the point at which I lost my baby girl. Every step after that will be a more sure step into less anxiety for me about so many things from losing Camille.

I will give up little by little the daily reminders of what it was like to have her crawling around our home. (Harrison decided on Friday to give up crawling and get serious about walking everywhere.) Day by day there will be less baby and more kid in my home. That will make me a little sad. But I have a baby waiting for me. I will always have a baby waiting.

So when my chicks grow up I will not need to mourn the loss of this beautiful stage of baby to toddlerhood. Someday there will be another milestone or stepping stone, as I hope it will be, when I step from this life into a better life and get the privilege of being a mother to that little one waiting for me.

Someday the Savior will come again. He really will. And He will restore all that was lost. He will mend what has been broken. He will heal the unhealable wounds.

He will stand as the Rock or Stone that will enable us to step from this life to a better one. He will be that stepping stone.

I read a great blog post HERE by my dear friend Stephanie about true beauty. If you have daughters or have ever felt like you hated some part of your physical appearance (aka if you are human ;)) you should go give it a read.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Groundhog Day Funk

Do you ever feel like you are living in that movie Groundhog Day will Bill Murray? You know what I mean? Every day feels the same and you just keep redoing the same tasks over and over?

The last few weeks I have gone to the depths of a Groundhog Day funk and come back up out of it. I think the fact that I got really sick for a couple of weeks and threw out my back probably had something to do with my stir-crazy, cabin-fever, what-is-the-purpose-of-all-this-anyway nose dive.

In any case, I found myself asking, and I mean REALLY asking, "What is life really all about?" Now naturally I have been taught some "Sunday School" answers that I believe to be true about where I come from, why I am here on this Earth, and where am I going. You can learn more about what I believe about those basic answers about the purpose of life HERE.

The Sunday School answers were the first answers to pop into my head and they did give a direction to my thoughts. I do believe we are here to become more like Christ in every possible way. But I wanted a more every day do able mundane answer that I could use to find purpose in the seeming sameness of everyday.

So I dove deeper into thought on the subject. Are we here to just run from one joy to the next? Are we meant to collect happy moments and little highs? I do believe that God wants us to be happy but is chasing those little joyful moments in the everyday really what my life is all about?

What about when life isn't joyful? Because it isn't always. For millions of people all over the world, life is more about survival than finding joy. What is it all about for all the millions of people whose life is so difficult that it seems to outsiders impossible for there to be joy there?

Even in the most depressed areas of the world people have families and children. They work and serve and love their families. They experience varied measures of joy and sorrow through these familial relationships. Maybe life is all about making connections. Maybe the joy comes in feeling connected to something larger than yourself.

As my thoughts followed this path I came to one solid conclusion. The point and purpose of the everyday is to serve others. It connects us to others. It makes us more Christlike. It brings joy and happiness to some and relieves a bit of pain and suffering of others. It benefits both the giver and receiver. It makes both the world and the people in it better.

Sometimes it is hard when we get stuck in a Groundhog day funk to see the service we preform on a daily basis. This seems especially true if most of the service you preform is in relation to your duties as a mother or father or other caregiver. But we make magic happen ... everyday. Our service counts. It makes us and our families better and stronger and happier. It makes the world better because we are creating well adjusted, tax paying, hopefully service oriented citizens to inhabit it.

That is easy to lose sight of when you are changing your 15th diaper of the day or struggling to control your temper during the 10th temper tantrum of a toddler. But it is still true. Life is not about chasing one high after another. It is not about who will win the next reality TV contest or how much money we can make. Life is all about service. It is about making life happier for those around you and easing the burdens of those around you who are suffering. It is about becoming more like Christ by serving others.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Dinner Club

Someone wanted to know more about my dinner group. This post tells all about it and some tips to start your own if you want.


Just after I had Noble (3 years ago) a friend of mine told me she was going to bring me dinner. I said thank you and she brought us a delicious mexican meal. My husband told me to make sure I got the recipe. When I talked to her next and thanked her for the meal she told me she was going to bring me dinner again on the same night the next week.

I again said thank you but that she didn't need to do that. She explained that it was no big deal because it was her night to cook for her dinner group so it was no problem to bring me some too. With that qualification I accepted her offer to bring me dinner again. Again she brought us another incredible meal. Again my husband told me to get the recipe.

The next time I saw her, I asked for the recipes and thanked her again. She told me again it wasn't a big deal because she was used to cooking for 3 families every week on that night but that one of her dinner group families had just backed out and they hadn't found a replacement yet. I immediately saw the potential for great benefits here and asked if I could fill that spot. She talked to the other woman in the group and I became their third member.

So for the past 3 years I have cooked dinner for 3 families every Tuesday night (my family and 2 others.) Then on Wednesday and Thursday nights dinner arrives at my door hot and ready to eat. It has been WONDERFUL!

Some of the main benefits have been: cost saving (I cook one dinner for lots of people so I can buy in bulk for that meal), my kids have learned to broaden their palates and try new foods, I have tried countless new recipes, more variety in what we eat in general, less fast food trips mid week, time savings, more well rounded meals, less cooking.

The only real down side has been that I do block out Tuesday afternoons for cooking and sometimes it is a bit hectic from 3:30 when the kids get home till about 4:30 or 5:00 when I get dinner delivered. Still if I am cooking well for my family I would probably still have this problem to some degree and it would be every night.

Now I have seen other people try to start dinner groups and they have not stayed together or worked as well as our does. So I thought I would pass on some tips if you want to start a group.

TIPS:


  • 3 is the perfect number of families. If you get 4 it is too much food to make in a normal kitchen (depending on how big the families are.) 2 seems like just friends doing favors for each other and it seems like a lot of work to make the big meal when you only get one other day off cooking. 
  • You need to find other women whose cooking you like. This is probably the trickiest part. The other two women in my group do not cook the same as me but they are both really good cooks. It is simply not worth doing the big cook for others if you don't like the food they bring and they don't like your food. So you need to find people whose food you like and who like what you make.
  • You can't have super picky eaters. Of course there will be foods some people in the group don't like (I mean we have kids after all and we adults all have our little quirks right?) But we have a general rule that we eat what we are given. If there are olives in a salad we get, I just eat around them. If they are in a cooked dish, I just eat it anyway. I am not an olive fan but I am not going to boycott a dish if they are in it. There are a few things we have shared with each other that we don't like. I know one of my families doesn't like raw tomatoes. If I made a dish (like I did last night) that calls for tomatoes I put them in anyway and that family can just eat around them (I made red, black and pinto bean salad with roasted corn and avocado and it also had halved cherry tomatoes in it.) If on the other hand I am making a toss salad or toppings for tacos, I just don't chop up the tomatoes to serve with theirs. Whoever is in your group needs to be flexible and open minded. There are more ways to cook a chicken than one. As long as you are open to trying new ways of cooking and forcing your children to eat whatever comes it will be great.
  • No crazy diets. It is really hard to do this if you have someone who is dieting or has a special diet. Unless everyone in the group is used to cooking gluten free it is hard to include a person with a gluten allergy. That is why my group lost the person who was in before me. She had just had a baby and was on a strict diet to lose the weight. I have dieted while doing this but I did Weight Watchers where I could eat anything but just watched my portion size. And I did cook really healthy on my night during that time and was really careful on Wed. and Thurs. to save my points for dinner since I didn't know if what was coming would be healthy or fatty. 
  • Have a common idea about what makes a complete "dinner." It is helpful to set out some ground rules up front so everyone is on the same page about what to bring. In our group we have a few stated and a few understood ground rules. Generally we try to include a main dish, a vegetable and a fruit in every meal. The main dish can be vegetarian. But it would not be okay to just bring a meat and no sides. We do sometimes do a casserole type all in one pot meal but even then we try to have something that goes along. Like last night I did tater tot casserole but I had that bean salad on the side and cookies for dessert. I didn't have a fruit dish but the salad had tomatoes and avocados and there were veggies in the casserole and the salad too so I figured there was enough plant type food. Also we have an unwritten rule about trying to stay mostly homemade. We can use a roasted chicken to make another meal but wouldn't buy the chicken and serve it as the main dish. We can buy premade rolls to use for a sandwich but we need to have put some time and effort into the rest of the meal. If we are going to serve pizza, we need to have made the pizza ourselves. Also dessert in our group is optional, never expected but always welcome. We understand if some weeks our lives are crazy and we do an easier to make meal but we don't do those super easy meals very often. Usually I try to have at least one item that I put some extra time and effort into (homemade rolls, a fancy dessert, something that took lots of chopping.) 
  • Know when to skip but don't do it too often. You need to have people who are going to be committed and are in town most of the time. There are times when one of us bows out because we are going out of town but we aren't out of town for months at a time. Summer is a little tricky but we stick it out even if only 2 of us participate for a week. Sometimes we even invite a guest cook for a week if we know one of us will be out of town for a while. 
  • Communicate nicely. It is important to be able to nicely tell people in your group if there is a fixable problem or what things you like the most about your group. We have sent emails around a couple of times just to see what people liked the most and if there was anything they really didn't want to see again. I found out that neither of the other families I cook for like sweet potatoes. This was good info. My family LOVES sweet potatoes and would choose them over regular potatoes every time. So I had been making sweet potato fries or other sides for them. Now I get both sweet and regular potatoes when I made something with potatoes. (Like the tater tot casserole last night. Regular tots for them and sweet potato tots for us.) It was an easy fix and I am glad they shared. We don't compliment meals every time. We only compliment when the dinner is so good we would love to see it repeated. That way if we don't get a compliment it doesn't mean they didn't like the food and no feelings are hurt. If we do get a compliment we know they LOVED it and would like to see it again. 
  • Watch repeats. One of the beauties of this is the greater variety of food. Even good food can get old if you eat it too often. So we try not to repeat too often. I have a few favorite meals that I used to make a couple times a month for my family. Now we eat them a couple of times a year instead. Even the foods I know my other families LOVE and ask me to make anytime I still only make maybe half a dozen times a year. We all try lots of new recipes. None of us mind being guinea pigs. Also you want to watch out for repeating the same type of food too often. People will get sick of soup every week even though there are a million different soups you could make. Same with casseroles or crock pot meals.
  • Agree on timing. Different families eat at different times. It is helpful to find other families who eat close to when you do. We eat really early at our house. Dinner at 4:30 is ideal. I know other families who don't eat till 7 or 8 at night. That wouldn't work for us. In our group I usually deliver between 4:30 and 5:00 p.m. and the other two deliver between 5 and 5:30. 6 is about the latest we ever have to wait for dinner. That works for us. 
  • Agree on portions. You need to let people know how much your family eats. I have a bigger family than the other two girls in my group but because my kids don't eat very much our portions are pretty similar. The other two girls each have 3 boys. I make portions for 16 (5 for each of them and 6 for us). I know some kids eat more  than others so it is important to let people know if your kids (or adults) are big eaters or not. 
  • Dishes. In our group we deliver dinner on a jelly roll pan (this just serves as a carrying tray.) We use our own real dishes and they get passed from house to house. Sometimes we use disposable things like paper plates or tin foil or Ziplock bags for some items. But it is common for us to have a couple of Tupperwares and a 8x8 glass backing dish or another type of serving dish used to deliver the food. For example, yesterday I sent out 3 casserole dishes and 3 Plastic Storage containers with food in them to the families. The plastic I sent was stuff that came with food in it last week and not mine. The casserole dishes were mine. Today dinner came in one of my casserole dishes and in addition my friend brought a couple of plastic containers that are mine and another casserole dish she had from a previous meal I had made. Once in a while we find one person is running low on plastic containers or someone has too many and is not sure whose is whose. I mark the ones I care about with my name. Then periodically I clean out my plastic storage containers and take all the ones I am not sure about to the other ladies to see if they want them or if they recognize them. It generally all evens out. We normally know our real dishes well enough to recognize them and return the when we take our next meal. Hope that helps!
I know other groups do frozen dinners that they deliver to each other on a given night (like they meet on Sunday night and trade frozen dinners.) Or other groups will have a meal ready to make that the others pick up sometime before dinner time and take home to stick in the oven. The key is to agree on these thing before hand so you are all on the same page and are doing something that works for you.

I have felt that my dinner group has been a huge blessing to me. There have only been a couple of times in the last three years that I didn't like what they brought for dinner (my kids often are not crazy about stuff but I make them eat it any way. They just as often don't like what I make. I figure it is good for them to broaden their palate.)

Let me know if any of you start a dinner group and how it goes. I would LOVE to hear about it.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Mother's Day

To all the mothers out there who are tirelessly training toddlers, sleepily soothing newborns, enduring a seemingly endless pregnancy, struggling with sassy teenagers, praying for patience, worrying for wayward children, grieving for grown children and their adult sorrows, referring rifts among siblings, holding hands or heads or hearts that are weak or sick or broken, or missing an angel child in heaven ... to all you mothers everywhere and especially to my own mother Ann Harris who has done most of that for me, Happy Mother's Day!

picture by my sister Lesli Streets

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Noble is 3!

Last week we celebrated Noble's third birthday. There was cake and ice cream and an abundance of construction trucks. He even got a fireman outfit complete with water soaker backpack. It was fun and he enjoyed all the presents.






I can't believe my little guy is already three. We have been potty training and it has been so much easier than I had feared. I really had been dreading this next step. But Noble has been cooperative and is able to do most of the necessary steps by himself.

Noble is just a little sweet joy of a boy right now. This whole "raising a boy" thing still feels new to me and I am not sure what each new age and stage has in store for me. It seems I am on the road to explore and discover new emotions in myself with this adventure at every new age. It is a little scary diving into the unknown but for now I am welcoming this age and stage with open arms that are readily filled by a loving little toe head.


Sunday, May 6, 2012

Cheesecake Filled Strawberries

I am still recuperating. The Dr. gave me 3 prescriptions and they are helping but I am still hunkered down at home today. Now I have 3 sick kids to boot. :) So we are all home from church since Jon is taking care of us all.

I had planned to share a treat with you all for sometime and now seems as good a day as any to blog about it. The other day my friend Emily brought me a delicious treat with dinner she made my family. (Emily is a member of my dinner group and brings my family dinner every Thursday. I take dinner to her every Tuesday.)

They were Cheesecake filled Strawberries and they were divine. I made a bunch for a family gathering later and they were gone in minutes. Here is how you make them.

First gather ingredients for the filling:
1 box of cream cheese softened
1t vanilla
1/2 cup powdered sugar
1/3 package of cheesecake flavored Jello
(this time I also added lime zest and lime juice to make it more tropical)

Whip up all the filling ingredients and taste to make sure it is sweet enough for your taste. Filling can be doubled or tripled depending on how many strawberries you have to fill. This much should fill about 2 lbs. of berries.

Next hull out the centers of your strawberries and cut off the tips to make a flat bottom for them to stand up nicely.

Put the filling in a pastry bag (or ziplock with tip cup off.)

Then fill the centers of the berries.

Lastly, dust the tops with graham cracker crumbs.
Put them in front of people then stand back and watch them disappear! Enjoy!