I made it to the Provo City Center Temple yesterday! This temple feels like home to me, and looks like something out of a fairytale. You know… I don’t know if anybody else does this, but… I’m very good at viciously beating myself up over things. At this acquired skill, I am the master. Every flaw, every shortcoming—trust me, I am well aware of them … Continue reading Your Best is Enough
Paul and I made it to the temple on Tuesday! YAY!!! I came home totally renewed. A feeling of melancholy that had been hanging over me, was lifted. There is just so much *hope* there, and light. An interesting thing happened to Paul and me there. We were approached by a lady who said, “You two are just so cute!” Paul and I had been … Continue reading The Bert to my Ernie
Once upon a time, on Christmas Eve, after the children had gone to bed and Santa had visited, I found myself dog tired. Dog. Tired. I took a few pictures of the wonderous scene of toys and gadgets that Santa had left for us, and took a deep breath in an attempt to breathe in the moment and hold it in my heart for a … Continue reading On Christmas Eve
There she is. My sent-to-production brain baby. I remember when I finished the very first draft… I never imagined it’d get this far. I really didn’t. I had hope, but that was literally all I had. A hope! A wish! Never underestimate hope. When that hope is lit up with the fire of *work* and a refusal to give up, *anything* is possible. And the … Continue reading I Love My Sent-To-Production Brain Baby
***WARNING*** The following is a rather lengthy, rambling speech-thing written by a lunatic about something that really never gets easier to talk about (seriously, I thought I’d be fine… but I’m freaking out) and will probably make people uncomfortable. Proceed of your own free will and choice. So, I’d *thought* I was done with my book, but I wasn’t… and so I finished my 13th … Continue reading A Very Merry Unbirthday to Me!
***WARNING*** The following is the rather lengthy ranting of an angry, unpopular and rambling lunatic. Proceed of your own free will and choice. *ahem* So, there I was, watching “That 70’s Show.” I do like that show. That’s why I was watching it. In this particular episode, Eric made the assumption that Donna would one day become a stay-at-home mom, which bothered me. You don’t … Continue reading A Most Meaningful and Important Job
Yesterday, I reached day 1,111 consecutive days of at least 1/2 hour of scripture study each day. I am not a perfect person—one unscheduled visit to my home will show you that; you should ask to see my bedroom, where I hide all the laundry that I haven’t put away… on second thought, don’t do that. That’d just be uncomfortable for both of us. But … Continue reading 1,111 Days
