munchkin.

isn't he precious. i miss my little Sir Henri Wentworth.

Grateful.

Grateful.

I am grateful because I am seeing my sister-in-law tonight and I really need some family time right now and she is here. Tender mercies.

I am grateful because my roommates, who are basically strangers, tell me I am strong and I will make it through today and hug me even though they might feel awkward but they can see I need it.

I am grateful for Broomhiggins, so grateful for her.

I am grateful for my family, each member of them. LJ, who skipped breakfast yesterday morning because he heard I was sad and felt very sad too, Joseph who if he were here would quote Brian Regan and I would probably pee my pants and he would just hug me. Squeaks, who can feel my pain from far away, but still be bubbly and gush about her new iphone 4 to me. Elyse, who calls her facebook boyfriend to take care of me because she can’t, because she moved and feels guilty that she can’t hold me herself, but I’m not mad because she is growing up and I am so proud of her. Rodney, because he thinks I’m a ‘catch’ and haven’t even ‘hit my prime’, and his lovely wife that I will see tonight.  Then my parents who think I am wonderful because I am a Utah resident.

I am grateful that I can walk around Provo at 11 o’clock at night and talk to my Father in Heaven and he can give me peace I didn’t think was possible.

I am most grateful for Christ, because he has allowed me to still cry, while taking so much of my burden and filling me with comfort in a way that I could never doubt him or who he is, or what he has done for me.

I am so blessed and sometimes I just need a little perspective and to tell myself “I CAN DO HARD THINGS”

Lady Cop

My career path is pretty much set. I want to be a second grade teacher. I have 5 semesters left of school and one of student teaching and then I will be out there, on my own with my own class. I am so excited, I can barely wait! For the most part all other occupations are dead to me now that I have made my decision. There is one career though, that still intrigues me. Women law enforcement. Not your everyday chick police officer’s but the gals that are associated with the FBI or any women that carries a gun and a badge. In the past week I have seen TWO of these women. Am I making the wrong career decision or is it just the 24 talking.







For now I will just have to live vicariously through Renee Walker. Maybe a season of 24 is in order for the weekend.

Summers Over?

I feel like I blinked and summer is ending. Growing up and summer, don’t mix. Other than the dry Utah heat, I would have never guessed it was summer. With working full time and living in Utah, the feeling of summer did not come for me this year. The few trips I did take were memorable so I can’t complain.

August has been good to me though PKH comes home in TWO days and next week I am going to DC for my favorite couple Jeff and Lars’s wedding and then school will be back in session!

One thing I have learned is that I don’t need summer to enjoy life I just need certain things likeeeeee:

Henri, our little munchkin.

emd. love her to death, am gonna miss her this coming year


FSI and Mexico trip.



I am glad I stayed in Utah and got my residency for school, but all I can say is I'm already dreaming of having a real summer next year in Texas. :)

OBAMA, always..

The blog is making a come back..

I noticed something about myself the other day. I always look like i am going to an Obama rally. I wear one of these two things everyday.

I'm funny, life is funny

OBAMA, always..

people who care.

I ride horses. I have since I was a little girl and I loved it. There is a portion of my heart that is and always will be a cowgirl. In one of my favorite horse movies, Flicka, Katie says the following, “There was once a time when Americans came west to discover their destiny. Today they seem to move around everyway restless and unsettled. But I think they are still looking for the same thing. A place where they can be optimistic about the future. A place that helps them to be who they really want to be. Where they can feel that this life makes sense.”

Okay, but when does this life really ever make sense. I am not sure we will ever find, in this life, a place that makes complete sense. We can go to school and learn all we may, but regardless, we are still human beings with finite brains and imperfections.

Life is not as simple as finding a place where life just makes sense. We have responsibilities, duties, and loads of other things we must do. So the quest for finding a place where life makes sense, falls to the side, while our worldly responsibilities move to the forefront of our minds.

In part I disagree, the quote is indeed beautiful, I believe that we all our trying to be optimistic about our future. But I believe the challenge is not to find that place where we can become who we truly want to be, and where this life makes sense, but rather the challenge is to, make sense of the world and grow to our potential in the situation we are put in too. This challenge, is not only more difficult, but forces us to be optimistic always and try our hardest even when it’s not easy.

Moving to a new place is hard. Leaving the people you know and love is not easy. Leaving the people who truly understand you and best know how to help you is hard, but its part of finding ourselves, in our own time and our own environment. At first, it can be so difficult and seemingly unbearable, but I know that once we will look past ourselves, we will learn of the goodness of people who care. People who may not know you, or your situation, or how to help you, care. It is a beautiful thing that is so rarely found in the hustle and bustle of life. But it is the goodness of people, the way God intended things to be. Us watching out for our brothers and sisters regardless of where they come from or what they look like. Its charity in the most pure form. It truly is the love of Christ.

I have been the recipient of such love. In many forms from many different people. I want to focus on the people who I now consider very close friends. Who 3 weeks ago, barely knew me, more than they know a stranger on the street. There have been a few girls who have entered my life, who do not even realize the positive affect they have had on me. They unknowingly have touched my life, with such Christlike attributes.

While I am difficult and do not admit when I am having a bad day. They do small things, that they don’t realize that really make me see that they care. After knowing me for 3 weeks they care about me and it amazes me. Whether they are forcing me to eat, cause I haven’t in a few days, or tucking me into bed cause I need a nap, they are amazing. They are so sweet to me, and are much more than I deserve. They know me better than they realize because they care for me. They realize if I am having a bad day and quietly show me they care. These simple acts they unknowingly perform, make me see the world making sense. I love them very much and they are quite literally helping me become the person I truly want to be. In a place I didn’t want to grow in, I am growing and learning. Through myself, trials, and my friends.