Monday, September 28, 2009

Things I've taken for granted...

-being able to put my pants on while standing up!
-being able to chase and catch a running 2 year old.
-being able to clean my whole house from top to bottom in a single day.
-being able to exercise.
-being able to drive a car.
-being able to walk with my kids to the park.
-being able to carry something from one place to another.
-being able to do ALL that's asked of me.

What have you taken for granted lately?

I know I won't take these things for granted ever again. I'll think about how grateful I am that I can, everytime...
I change a poopy diaper, get dressed, have to clean my house, have to chase my child, go to the store, have to walk the dogs, etc.

If your body is working the way it's meant to, you have SO much to be thankful for. If your body is working somewhat for you, you still have so much to be thankful for.

I know I am thankful everyday that I wasn't paralyzed or killed. I'm thankful that I can still somewhat take care of my family and hug my kids and play with them. That I can enjoy the world around me. That I can live!

Wednesday, September 16, 2009


How is it that the whole world seems to know that I'm a pushover...

My 5 year old's little friend came over yesterday and rang the doorbell. and knocked. and rang again. and again!

(I'm hiding in the kitchen pretending not to be home, even though the front door is wide open.)

My daughter then comes upstairs and I realize she's going to notice her friend at the door. I tell her "Sweetheart (daughter), go tell so and so (doorbell ringer) you can't play."

My sweetheart tells so and so she can't play.

Then I hear the dreaded words.... "I want to talk to your mom".

WHY am I so afraid to talk to a 7 year old girl? What power does she have over me?

No, I don't want to talk to her.

But, I realize she will never leave so I go to see what she wants (already knowing fully well what she wants).

S&S "Can sweetheart play?"

Me "No"

S&S "Why?"

Me "She needs to clean her room."

S&S "I'll help her clean."

Me "No (with some other reason)"

S&S (Coming back with a rebuttle for everything I say)

Going back and forth for at least a minute.

DANG she's good!

Me.... CAVING IN.... "FINE, whatever."

How does this happen?

Then it takes 2 hours for me to get her out of my house, and is my daughter's room clean?

Of course not, it's worse than it was before she came.

Monday, September 14, 2009

A new life

I feel as if I've been given another chance to make the most of my life.

I was recently involved in an ATV accident where I rolled my 4 wheeler. It hit me a few times as I slid along the rocky ground. I came out with a broken pelvis (in 3 places), sprained ankle, and separated AC joint in my shoulder.

You may think "that's rough"...

I think "It could have been so much worse!".

So, my mind dwells a lot on the reason for my survival... why am I still alive and what is my purpose? Do you often think this? If you don't, maybe you should!

It's amazing how this simple question can change so much about my life, my attitude, my thinking.... ask yourself, "If this were my last day on earth...."
-how would I spend it?
-would my spouse/children/siblings/family/friends know how I feel about them?
-is what I'm doing really important? How important on a scale of 1 to 10.
-is this what my Heavenly Father would want me to do?

All I know is every emotion is so much more intense to me. Every hug and kiss is more cherished. Every smell is so much stronger (even the bad ones). Everything tastes so much better. I'm so quick to tear up. I'm less angry and more understanding. Life seems so much fuller.

I urge you to take a step back and ask yourselves these questions!