1 More Year to Go

Happy Birthday to Me! 

I'm 39 today!

This post is going to be rather boring, as I am too lazy to include any pictures at the moment. Yet it's not boring to me because of all the amazing, miraculous, awesome stuff that has happened and for which I am extremely grateful in the last month!

• Put house up for sale.
• Had 4 offers (above asking price) and under contract in 4 days.
• Found out about, applied for, and obtained a job as the PE/Health teacher at North Sanpete Middle School!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
• Moved to Fairview ( a beautiful place just right for our family)
• Have so many loving, amazing family and friends with whom to enjoy life!

Blessings from above is all I can think of or say. And there are SO SO many fabulous people in my life who have helped me get to this point in my life. To you all I say THANK YOU and I LOVE YOU!!! <3

The Low Down and the Up & Up

 Change is good...right?

There is much need for an update. We are selling our house in Provo.

We have loved it here. We love being close to the river trail and the lake. We like our house and love our yard. We are so grateful for all that brought us to this place. We considered making our house more into what we wanted. And then there was the feeling that we needed to eventually be somewhere else.

In the meantime, we put in a dump-truck full of soft beach sand in the hole where our pond used to be.

I also finally got my hair colored. The sun makes it look a lot more drastic, but it turned out nice. :)

As we determined we were going to move, I also got really motivated to finish more projects. This is a quilt I started for my parents' 25th Anniversary-- they will be celebrating their 40th anniversary this year. ;)-  Thanks to a lovely quilting genius in my neighborhood, it turned out really well. :) (My sisters and I pieced it and finished the edge.)

Daniel rented some fun equipment to finish off the rest of the hole from the former pond.

We've been enjoying our yard now that the weather has (mostly) turned nice. This boy even learned how to ride his sisters' four-wheeler. :)

There are many things I will miss about being here. The mountains and places I have grown up with.

Most of all, I'll miss being around the wonderful people I have come to know and learn from. I'm not sure if I'll ever get around to letting them know sufficiently how much I appreciate them, yet I hope they at least feel it.

I know these low feelings will eventually give way to the exciting feelings of being in a new place-- building a new home-- having adventures with my fun little family.  The kids have had fun playing on the building materials on a lot close to ours in Fairview.

 






We get to live in a trailer while our house is built, and that will be good times. I think we'll enjoy our .69 acre slice of heaven (90 feet wide, 300 & something feet long). ;)

My Life as a Cross Stitch

Girl with Cosmos

Why I Could Die Happy Today

In the Summer of 1998*, I had the opportunity to go live with my mother’s oldest sister’s family in Texas and work at my uncle’s company in the office. This was a very welcome gift, as I was somewhat lost as a young adult—having started college, yet struggled and resorted to working instead. I had never lived away from home, yet this felt do-able because I would still be with family.

I was so grateful to Aunt Ginny for having me live in her home for a year and a half or so, I wanted to do something special for her. It’s been so long, I don’t really know how it came about—if I had started the cross stitch piece and my aunt commented on it, or if I purchased it specifically for her. Whatever the case, the cross stitch was to be the gift I chose to say THANK YOU.

And so it was that I had great hopes once I left Texas in the Fall of 1999* to quickly complete her gift and deliver it.

Hopes only go so far.

I have contemplated recently that it might be part of my personality or some kind of other disorder, yet the main concept is that I start things and have trouble finishing them. I’m pretty sure it was a miracle I finished a college degree. With that weakness, it has been a burdensome existence to have many things around me unfinished. Until now.

Honestly, I don’t know what has made the biggest difference—the medication, or my ability at last to prioritize more effectively and actually DO things rather than just THINK about them. Ultimately, I must give much of the credit to the miraculous effect of the Atonement of my Savior, Jesus Christ. Since the time I truly humbled myself and admitted I couldn’t change and be better on my own and relied on the Lord, I have been quite a better version of myself.

Now as to why my life is like this cross stitch I finally completed.

First, the words of a children’s song:

My life is a gift; my life has a plan.

My life has a purpose; in Heaven it began.

My choice was to come to this lovely home on earth

And seek for God’s light to direct me from birth.

I will follow God’s plan for me,

Holding fast to his word and his love.

I will work, and I will pray;

I will always walk in his way.

Then I will be happy on earth

And in my home above.

So if you’ve never done any kind of counted cross stitch thing, it comes with a pattern and a ‘plan’ (if you will) as to how to go about sewing it. I did my best to follow the plan, yet there were places where I miscounted the stitches and things got off a little. I don’t believe I messed up enough to have to pick out the stitches and start over, yet the overall picture is certainly not perfect. In fact, there are LOTs of mistakes. I didn’t even bother taking a pic of the sample picture because I didn’t want to show what was left out or different. J However—and you can make your own judgment—I think it turned out rather nice. You can tell there was effort and care, even if it did take a long time to complete because it was neglected for various lengths of time. You can tell what the picture is supposed to be, and it looks pretty good. The mistakes aren’t really noticeable unless you’re a cross stitch expert or have the  plans and examine how it matches up or doesn’t.

Thus is my life. I have desires to complete it in a pleasing way, yet I know I’ve made mistakes and will continue to make mistakes—and possibly some things will be left out. Yet I know that because of the Savior, my life will still be beautiful and meaningful and I can offer it as a pleasing gift to my Heavenly Father when my time is done. My cross stitch could never adequately express all the thanks I feel to my aunt and all she has done for me—just as any good I could ever do would never adequately match the priceless gifts God has given to me. Yet what I can offer is sufficient, and will be accepted.

I know I have much more to learn and do here on earth, yet I could die happy today because I finally completed something important that I started.

*It's been so long, I didn't even have the years right at first. :)-