Last night I began a perusal of my recent (and not so recent) blog postings and Facebook postings.
Wow. What a downer I am. I apologize. If you're reading my postings you may come to think that I've spent the past few months curled into the fetal position and sobbing as I simultaneously drown my sorrows in bags of delicious chocolate. While it's true there have been tears and waaaay too much chocolate----there have also been laughs and giggles and joy. Perhaps that whole, 'you have to know the bitter to recognize the sweet' thing is more true than I had realized.
I apologize for oversharing---or more to the point---making veiled comments and alluding to things that I don't discuss in detail. Is that oversharing? TMI? I'm not sure. Perhaps. Things that I've alluded to are not mine to share--and I wouldn't even if I could.
So, apologies all around. I will do my best to be more upbeat and positive in the future. It's not that I'm dwelling on the challenges life is dealing out---it's simply been our reality and I tend to focus my writing on things that occur.
But I can do better. I can. I will. From now on it's puppies, rainbows and unicorns. Glitter and sunshine and OH! Have you played that new game Drawsome? I LOVE IT. I've had such fun using my finger to draw things on my iPad. I haven't had this much fun drawing and doodling since I was a teenager. You know, when life's possibilities seemed endless and I could be a writer AND an artist. I managed to get the writing part down---for a season---but the artistic aspect never quite jelled. Now I can pretend I'm an artist as I draw with my friends across the country. It's relaxing and .....I need relaxing.
In other news, it's raining here in the Pacific Northwest today. I know, right? We're all surprised. :)
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger....
Or so goes the popular saying. Perhaps it does kill you a little..... At least that is how it has felt sometimes.
As many close friends and family know---it has not been a good time for us for the past couple of months. There have been some mighty heartbreaking struggles and challenges that we have experienced. I found myself at the Seattle Temple yesterday afternoon. I sat in the Celestial Room for ....well...probably over an hour. I wept and prayed and wept some more. Thankfully, I was alone for most of the time. It was peaceful--and peace was given to me, as well as some answers that I needed.
I'm thankful to know that God is aware of each of us, of our struggles and our pain. I have felt the prayers of so many lately. I, and my family, have been lifted up and we are grateful. Thank you.
I have taken a stand that is unpopular with the world---but I'm ok with that. I stand with the Lord and I heed His voice and the voice of His prophets. I cannot do otherwise. I feel like Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof. As he stomped his feet and rent his clothing, while saying, "Some things I cannot I WILL NOT allow"
I pray that we will be able to fix what is wrong. To help and to heal.
As many close friends and family know---it has not been a good time for us for the past couple of months. There have been some mighty heartbreaking struggles and challenges that we have experienced. I found myself at the Seattle Temple yesterday afternoon. I sat in the Celestial Room for ....well...probably over an hour. I wept and prayed and wept some more. Thankfully, I was alone for most of the time. It was peaceful--and peace was given to me, as well as some answers that I needed.
I'm thankful to know that God is aware of each of us, of our struggles and our pain. I have felt the prayers of so many lately. I, and my family, have been lifted up and we are grateful. Thank you.
I have taken a stand that is unpopular with the world---but I'm ok with that. I stand with the Lord and I heed His voice and the voice of His prophets. I cannot do otherwise. I feel like Tevye in Fiddler on the Roof. As he stomped his feet and rent his clothing, while saying, "Some things I cannot I WILL NOT allow"
I pray that we will be able to fix what is wrong. To help and to heal.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
May...May....May....
May is coming, and coming fast. I know it doesn't come more quickly than any other month, it just seems to me that time is flying past me at warp speed. Soon it will be June. School will be out.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
Debido a la ultima post, que fue tan triste, cambiare' este post. No es que siento mas feliz, sino que se q' todo el mundo no quiere escuchar de mis tribulaciones. Hay bastantes, pero, pues.....hoy no.
Here's an encapsulated-Readers-Digest-Version of why we were in Eastern Washington yesterday. Two days previously, Lance and I had attempted some 'Time Alone'. Apparently 'Time Alone' means we get where we're going( Leavenworth), a pretty little Bavarian-esqu village over Steven's Pass, and our 'Time Alone' gets diverted into 'Whaddya-MEAN-BY-TRYING-TO-HAVE-ALONE-TIME?'. As we arrived, our suburban started sounding like a jet engine with a few bad parts. Plus, there was no oil pressure. 8 hours, $250 and one sister-driving-over-the-mountains-to-rescue-us-and-bring-us-home later, we were without our black beauty.
Black beauty was towed to another town, as apparently Leavenworth does not have heavy duty vehicle repair places to, you know, repair suburbans that sound like jet engines and have no discernible oil pressure.
The good news/weird news is, that the guy that 'fixed' it, didn't DO anything TO it. Meaning, he couldn't find anything wrong with it. It drove just dandy. Thankfully, he also didn't charge us anything for looking. I wanted to kiss that man. No, I didn't.
So, yesterday Lance and I took the Kia and drove back up to Leavenworth, past Leavenworth into the small suburb of Wenatchee called Cashmere. Doesn't that sound all soft and squishy? Cccaaassssshhhhhmere. Something you'd want to hold close to you. This place, um, not so much. Dry, and industrial-ish, but I still would have kissed that mechanic for not charging us a dime. He said that we'd had a bad enough time and he didn't want to add to it. There are nice people in this world. :)
On the way home, it was dark and rainy and the two lane road driving was difficult for my old eyes. As I've aged, night driving in the dark on a two lane road is not an optimal activity for me unless I want to meet my Maker and take others with me. Thankfully, we made it down the mountain and home. My eyes leaked the entire way..and Ashley held my hand and rubbed my arm and expressed her love to me. It wasn't so much the scary driving....as it was the pain in my heart over things I choose not to go into on this blog. My heart aches...and it causes my eyes to leak uncontrollably at times. I've sought comfort in blessings conversation and ....silence. I've had peace descend upon me at times...and at other times I feel as though I am being torn in half.
But I was not going to talk about that right now. I was going to count my blessings---and the greatest one I have is my wonderful husband. Loving, kind, forgiving, GIVING and sweet. I do not deserve him, but I am hourly grateful for him. Without him and the knowledge that we are sealed, I would not be able to withstand the tsunami of trials and tribulations that sweep me off my feet on a regular basis. I am blessed to have this man by my side.
He saves me daily.
Tick Tock. Tick Tock.
Debido a la ultima post, que fue tan triste, cambiare' este post. No es que siento mas feliz, sino que se q' todo el mundo no quiere escuchar de mis tribulaciones. Hay bastantes, pero, pues.....hoy no.
Here's an encapsulated-Readers-Digest-Version of why we were in Eastern Washington yesterday. Two days previously, Lance and I had attempted some 'Time Alone'. Apparently 'Time Alone' means we get where we're going( Leavenworth), a pretty little Bavarian-esqu village over Steven's Pass, and our 'Time Alone' gets diverted into 'Whaddya-MEAN-BY-TRYING-TO-HAVE-ALONE-TIME?'. As we arrived, our suburban started sounding like a jet engine with a few bad parts. Plus, there was no oil pressure. 8 hours, $250 and one sister-driving-over-the-mountains-to-rescue-us-and-bring-us-home later, we were without our black beauty.
Black beauty was towed to another town, as apparently Leavenworth does not have heavy duty vehicle repair places to, you know, repair suburbans that sound like jet engines and have no discernible oil pressure.
The good news/weird news is, that the guy that 'fixed' it, didn't DO anything TO it. Meaning, he couldn't find anything wrong with it. It drove just dandy. Thankfully, he also didn't charge us anything for looking. I wanted to kiss that man. No, I didn't.
So, yesterday Lance and I took the Kia and drove back up to Leavenworth, past Leavenworth into the small suburb of Wenatchee called Cashmere. Doesn't that sound all soft and squishy? Cccaaassssshhhhhmere. Something you'd want to hold close to you. This place, um, not so much. Dry, and industrial-ish, but I still would have kissed that mechanic for not charging us a dime. He said that we'd had a bad enough time and he didn't want to add to it. There are nice people in this world. :)
On the way home, it was dark and rainy and the two lane road driving was difficult for my old eyes. As I've aged, night driving in the dark on a two lane road is not an optimal activity for me unless I want to meet my Maker and take others with me. Thankfully, we made it down the mountain and home. My eyes leaked the entire way..and Ashley held my hand and rubbed my arm and expressed her love to me. It wasn't so much the scary driving....as it was the pain in my heart over things I choose not to go into on this blog. My heart aches...and it causes my eyes to leak uncontrollably at times. I've sought comfort in blessings conversation and ....silence. I've had peace descend upon me at times...and at other times I feel as though I am being torn in half.
But I was not going to talk about that right now. I was going to count my blessings---and the greatest one I have is my wonderful husband. Loving, kind, forgiving, GIVING and sweet. I do not deserve him, but I am hourly grateful for him. Without him and the knowledge that we are sealed, I would not be able to withstand the tsunami of trials and tribulations that sweep me off my feet on a regular basis. I am blessed to have this man by my side.
He saves me daily.
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