BIGGEST NEW DEVELOPMENT

As some of you have already heard, I have transfered schools for my internship. I was wroking at Provo High School which I loved, but it was not a paid internship. While attending a Counseling Conference I met the school counselor at Karl G. Maeser and was very impressed. We later got in contact and after being invited to apply for a paid internship, I was offered the position.

Karl G. Maeser is an amazing opportunity. I have loved my time there so far! The students, faculty, parents, board and staff are all incredible people to associate with! The School is currently located in Lindon, Utah. The BIG Christmas present this years for the school was the announcement of the new building that will be completed by next fall. The school currently has grades 9-12 but next year will be enrolling 7-12. I am so excited to be apart of such an amazing program. School is based on a Socratic learning system which is an amazing way for the students to learn and develop.

I know that God is truly putting opprtunities and people in my path to bless my life- Karl Maeser being one of those tender mercies. It's an exciting time for me in the development of my career and my training as a School Counselor.

"Fall" N 2 the CRAZE

I'm sure that most of you are most curious about Dylan. Dylan and I met at a conference for School Counselors. He recently moved here to Utah and currently is working in Utah County. I laugh everytime I think back to his first smooth introductory lines at that conference! If you would like to hear the story I would be more than happy to share it with you but to be honest- he tells it the best!

We've been dating for a couple months now and are enjoying the life of School Counseling and adventure! Since we have met we have traveled to Idaho, Vegas, San Diego, and Jackson Hole. He likes to be on the move and see new things as I do- so that makes it fun. If you are having a hard time finding me at home and you know I am not at work then I am usually with Dylan either on a road trip, at borders, hangin' with fam, or chillin' at his place watchin' a movie. It's been fun livin' the life and sharing similar interests, hobbies and talents.

Thats us in a nut shell :)

Long Time Comin'

Well, Since my trip to Yellowstone, my life has really gotten busy. When I got back I started my internship at Provo High School, was still working at the MTC, still doubled up on classes, and I started dating someone. Needless to say my fall flew by. I'm now getting ready for the new year a little older now, more tired, but so excited for what 2010 has in store!

Yellowstone Fever

A bunch of us all got together and decided to take a last minute road trip through Yellowstone park. We camped, we hiked, we went to a meladrama, big judds, swam in hot springs, and saw all the beautiful sights and animals.

Again we had a diverse group of people with us which made it all the more interesting. We took two different cars and went and saw the sights in Idaho Falls and Rexburg. I am so blessed to have such great friends!

Crash and Burn

My friends and I formed a wheel gang that encompassed every different kind of wheel. We had a beach crusier, a mo-ped, a razer-scooter, a long board, a mountian bike etc. It was a great way to spend the 24th of July. Down near 800 out in front of Brick Oven I got on Spencers Mo-ped and took off full speed on it, not knowing how to slow down or stop. By the time I had figured it out, I crashed and slid across the road. Groups of people gawked as they all said that I hit my head pretty hard. All I knew was that I had road all over me...in my toes, my arms and my legs. I couldn't believe that I turned out to be okay! Go figure that would happen to me eh?

Fiesta Days

For the 24th of July a bunch of us got together and went to the Spanish Fork rodeo. It was a lot of fun. For many, it was there first time ever going to a rodeo. It was fun to experience it all together.

Melanie came all the way down from CLinton to go to the rodeo. It was so great to see her. I rarely get to spend time with her. Its fun spending time with with my trainer.

Spencer and Renee, Sean and his friend, Melanie, Ashley, Nicki, Kimber, Mari, Mary and Gabe, Seth, Jon and me.

We sat all the way up at the top of the stands. We coiuld see everything up there. It was a lot of fun.

St George Love

St. George was a lot of fun. We pulled another "drive-all-night-to-ge-there" trips so that we could make it on time to her temple wedding. It was so nice to be in St, George but it was even niver to see my little greenie in love and getting married. What a big step. I am so happy for her. Her wedding was a lot of fun and I am so glad that I could be there for it.

Camping Away the Summer

Camping was a huge highlight of my summer. We camped up the Uintas, up diamond fork, lake powell and in yellowstone. I bought a skeeter beeter hammock which is so nice to sleep in. I love to camp and had so much fun with my friends.

Camping with Zach was fun because he was always prepared for anything and always had his guitar with him. He makes a mean breakfast too.

Camping with my big group of friends is always a riot. I am always one of the only ones who is willing to sleep outside of a tent. lol

Summer isn't summer without camping :)

Lake Powell...worth the drive

Lake Powell was a blast. It was a quick, fun, crazy, hot trip! Dwight had a boat and people brough wake boards and we had tubes and rode on Craigs wave runner. We camped out on the rocks out on the lake and had a riot. There was a very diverse group there which made it a lot of fun and very interesting.

Me, Kimber, Ashley, Seth and Joel drove down to Lake Powell through the night. I was driving 20 miles an hour at times... I was exhausted. We got there in time to join everyone all day friday and then we didn't leave for home until Sat night. It was adventure after adventure and we made memories that will last forever! It was so much!

Zachary

WHo would have thought that me getting Swine FLu would have brough me and Zach back together again. For those who don't know Zach, I will quickly tell you our story.

The first time I met Zach was while I was on my mission and he had just got home from his mission and he was always helping the missionaries out. So, we became friends out in VA. When I got home from my mission Zach moved out to Utah. I ran into him at rock the block, he got my phone number, and we went out quite a few times. I really liked him but I was also going on dates with other guys and one other one in particular. It ended up coming down to Zach and this other guy and I picked the other guy. Zach and I remained friends but distant friends. We spoke occasionally and even went on a date at the beginning of the year before I started dating Adam.

When I got the swine flu he offered to make me waffles to help me get better....I ended up refusing and by that night I had been admitted to the hospital. Around two or three a.m. I woke up to zach next to me with a stuffed animal and bouquets of flowers...all different kinds. He was dressed from head to toe in protective wear...even a mask...the nurses made him! He came and visted me often in the hospital and even when I got out. In fact my first release day he kidnaped me and took me to a hot pot in southern utah.....

We went camping, for night motorcycle rides, to the llama fest...you name it we did it. It was so much that he was so into adventure and being outdoors....I eventually really crushed on him and the time we were spending together but in the end....we were both too stubborn and went our seperate ways. I miss him.

Swine Flu

I can't believe that I went to Mexico, I worked for a month and a half at the MTC and I didn't get the Swine Flu but eventually that all caught up to me. I was admitted to the hospital and then once out I was put in isolation. I was out of it for two weeks straight. My parents took such good care of me and nursed me back to health. Zach was a huge supporter too. I really needed him....I just didn't realize it at the time.
I got a lot of reading done, did my homework and slept a lot. It was nice also to relax with my parents and watch movies.
The swine flu was the worst pain I think that I have ever experienced but I am glad that I pulled through it. There were times throughout my hospital stay that I was in so much pain that I just wanted to give up! I am grateful for the support and love I felt and for all those who prayed for me.

Mexico Sun

This was my first time in another country...well that I had to use my passport. I loved every single minute of it! I did so many things! We stayed in a Pent House Suite, we soaked up the sun, I parasailed, went horse-back riding, went on boat cruise out to see the seals, went riding on a banana tube, saw cliff divers, went shopping, played volleyball....we did everything! It was so packed of so much fun! It was just what I needed.

I had completely broken up with Wes a few days before I went so I hadn't slept for a long time and my heart was in pieces. So the Mexico sun, adrenaline activities, and the Latin boys all gave me things to smile about. It was just what I needed to start my healing process.

It was me and Erin Rider, Jennifer Fletcher and Stacey Knight. What a great group of girls to spend a week with in Mexico!

SOFTBALL..... wasn't so soft on my body this year

Softball was definately a highlight for me this Spring and Summer. I love it so much! It's too bad that it does not love me as much this year. lol

This year I tore my quad, sliced open my leg and jammed my thumb so bad that it has been over a month and it is still jammed! It was all worth it though

I had a fun team! I didn't know anyone on my team before this year and I loved playing with them all. We were a really good team and I hated when we lost during the tournaments.

This picture is after my last game in the tournament. We lost. The girls came to watch me and we all went and got Sonic afterwards.

Nearer my God to thee

My current Elders that I am teaching are Heaven sent!
This poor Elders have been through so much though. One of the Elders in my district has a type of influenza A.... they are worried about the swine flue and so that Elder has been in quarantine and all the other elders are on preventitive medicine. Plus I tore my quad and missed their first three days in the MTC. When I came back to work they treated me like a princess whenever I had to go up and down the three flights of stairs.... they are all such sweethearts. To top it all off one day we were role playing teaching to meet needs and they taught me as myself. They asked me some questions about my personal life and I informed them that I had just broken up with my boyfriend....they said that they had noticed a difference in me when they first come into the room but the more I talk about the gospel the more excited I get and by the end of class I seem back to normal again. That broke my heart and I have tried extra hard to not let my personal life be reflected at all through my teaching or my personality while I am at work.
So, today as I was praying for the strength to be ready with excitement and focus and broke down bawling as I begged Heavenly Father to hold me today. I don't understand everything that is happening right now in my life, but it is not like me to let ANYTHING hold me back at work. I begged for forgiveness for being distracted and by the time the Elders came in I was ready and truly felt God holding me up!
The day was a spiritually packed day for us. We went to the RC and my Elder bore powerful testimony- testimony that I greatly benefitted from hearing. When class was done my Elders said that they had a surprise for me. SO, I followed them over to the main building. They took me into a room and told me to sit down as they all stood in front of me. One of the Elders said that he had felt close to God while he has been in my class and whether or not I could feel it in my lessons they wanted me to feel it now. Then one of the Elders started playing an incredible rendition of Nearer my God to Thee on the piano and then one by one my Elders joined in singing. This is their farewell song that they will be singing before they leave the MTC.
I was so touched that I sat and bawled. The poor missionaries didn't know what to do. I was super embarressed for crying so hard- but it was exactly what I needed to hear and their genuine compassion touched me to the core! As I finally faced them I saw tears in their eyes and without thinking I stood and walked over to them and started testifying...testifying about how close to God we can be and how good it feels etc. It was an experience that brough us all closer to each other and to God. I needed it desperately.
I had planned to go to the temple all week this week. However school work, depression and whatever else kept me from doing so. After my time with the Elders I felt a surge go through my body! I headed straight up to the temple- regardless of what day it was and if I might see Wes there- I went anyway!
While I was in the temple I felt so loved, accepted and calmed. The sisters were so sweet. I had worked that shift with many of them before, back when I was a temple worker and I felt so at home. I truly felt nearer to my God and felt that he knew me, and that he would help me through whatever trials I may be facing and have yet to face.
I am so grateful for his hand in my life. I see evidence of it daily!

In a Glance

I am attempting to get all caught up! I know that I haven't really written in my blog since I have been dating Wes. We both keep pretty busy and when we have had down time we usually spent it with each other so I have neglected my blog. I am so sorry.
I tried to write down some highlights and put them each in a seperate post to keep each memory organized.
I am aware that I never really wrote about me dating Adam. I hope you know that the reason was because it seemed like everyone wrote about Adam and for the most part anything that progressed between me and him I felt like the entire world already knew about it. It was a good experience for me. I was flattered that he chose to date me. We were so much alike that sometimes it was too much to handle and in the end we both had needs that werent being met and so rather than work on it we chose to say good-bye as I was in the middle of my second screening for my grad program and He was preparing to go to DC and to take the LSAT and prep for Harvard. Adam is awesome! He is doing great in DC and living the life he truly desires for himself. As for myself I passed my second go around and am now approved for my last year of my Grad program. Things worked out.

I know that many of you want to know about Wes. I am aware... or am becoming aware of how noticably happy I have been in a different way than most of you are use to. I know that most of you know me as the happy, spastic, life is a party, high spirited, goal oriented, school focused, work junky....lots of things changed when I started dating Wes. Life became more real to me. I value new things. Dating Wes has opened my eyes to the realization of what I need and what I want in my life.
I have been very distant this week and I am so sorry if I have offended any of you. I have been pretty down this week. I am not yet ready to write about Wes and I and all the adventures we've had... but I can say that I regret saying good-bye to him but I will never regret the time we've had! The good times out weigh the hard times we had and I am heart broken that we have said good-bye. I think that I am still holding out for a miracle and hoping that I will be forgiven for such a big mistake of saying good-bye.

Concealed Weapon

I know that many of you who know me now are thinking...please get that gun away from that airhead. But believe it or not I am a good shot. People who know me from BYUI won't be shocked to see that this is something that is on my bucket list.

Me, mel and Jon all went to my parents house where an instructor came and taught us and my family members the course on concealed weapons! It was interesting. It was funny to see how much Mel and I secretly wanted to take this class!

Mel spent the night and all the next morning with me getting caught up on life. It was a much needed visit and such a fun night! One more check off of the bucket list!

Happy Birthday Stacey!

Stacey came down for her Birthday and it was so great to see her! We went to lunch at the Olive Garden, went shopping and sprinted to the temple to get there in time for Wes' session. Stacey had never met Wes and so she was in for quite the treat.

Stace and I had never been to the temple before. She got her endowments out while I was on my mission. My parents got to be there for that but I was only able to read about it through letters. The other times that we got to see each other the temple was shut down for the holiday or it was too late at night so we went and sat outside it. It was such an amazing feeling to be in the temple with her. We have both been through so much! It seems like it was just yesterday that she and I would have our pizza in front of the TV while we watched the OC or Friday night intramural games. Now we have both been on missions, I am graduated and almost done with grad school and she is almost done with her BS at BYUI. Wow, we have come a long ways- so much time has passed by so quickly! After the session we stayed and did cealings. I hadn't done them since I got home from my mission. I had such a powerful experience in there that day that I hope that i never ever forget!

After the temple we raced home got changed and then Wes and his cousin Chad came and got us and we went to their house for dinner. We made dinner, played rock band and then went to my bishops park to play glow in the dark golf. Cool idea, right? Wow, you have no idea.

So, of courseI made a fool of myself- I am getting really good at it these days! lol So, I hit my golf ball really far and was super excited and in the midst of me being excited and running up the side of the little stream I somehow swung the "club" (I called it a racket all night)(lol) behind me and ended up hitting myself in the back of the head. In fact I hit myself so hard that I fell smack on the ground. Wes ran over and tried to ask if I was okay as he laughed...I didn't know what else to do but laugh! As I stood up I could barely see anything. Wes noticed that I wasn't stable and asked with more concern if I was okay... as I felt the back of my head I felt a goose egg already formed. I had him feel it and he was confused. He didn't know I had hit myself in the back of the head he had only seen me fall straight on my face! We both laughed super hard about that. I was a bit out of it the rest of the night...but we went back and had smoothies and cheesecake.

The next day Stace and I went to see Wes sing in Church... which was incredible! Then we went down to my parents house for dinner. It was so fun to be with Stace, to be sarcastic, to talk about old times and to share a part of my new life with her. I hope she had a good Birthday!

Reception Time

So, funny story. There's a guy in my ward that people use to gossip about him wanting to date me. In reality he was a good friend.

One day when I was over at Wes' house I saw this guys wedding invite on his fridge. I asked him how he knew them then suddenly realized it before he could explain the relationship.

Turns out that he had gone on a few dates with the girl and then they became friends. Plus he knew the guy as well. So, we thought that it would be funny for us to go to the reception together. Thats exactly what it was... funny!

We walked up to the line and she reached out and hugged Wes and he reached out and hugged me... it was a strange situation. It got even better as a guy who I had previously dated came with his wife and a girl that Wes had previously dated came with her husband. The dynamics were epic! My favorite part was when I was talking to the guy that I had dated Wes came up and put his arm around my waist....that about knocked off the socks of the other guy (In the past I had been enitrely against PDA). With Wes I like it! I automatically introduced them all then wes very smoothly asked me if I wanted to dance. We went over to the dance floor and dance next to the bride and groom and then the other two coupke came and danced as well...awkward? Actually, to me it wasn't as bad as I would normally make it out to be...dancing with Wes was so great and I felt so happy...even though it was a big step for me to be a little bit public with a guy in front of people that I know well.

As I went to leave the groom gave me a hug and said: "Kristi, I like the two of you together." Interesting would be the word I would use... Wes had no idea what a huge stepping stone that was for me to be so public...and for me to like it.

REJECTION

Have you ever been rejected before?
One time when I was up at BYUI I ran into a girl from my High School. I was excited to see someone from home and went right up to her to greet her. She seemed shocked and I thought that it was because she didn't know that I was at school there. Instead this is what she said: "Excuse my surprise Kristi, its just that you never would have approached me in High School. Don't get me wrong, I didn't think that you were the biggest snob in the school but you always won the elections, were involved in everything, and dated any guy you wanted. To you I was invisible." I remember going home and bawlling like a baby and made a pact to become friends with this girl. Later she told me that she had felt bad about what she had said to me when she first saw me but that girls that haven't had much rejection in their lives were hard for her to accept and that the fault wasn't mine but it was hers. I thought about that for a while. I had experienced rejection in different forms through out my life but it was interesting to me to think back and see how blessed I had been through-out my life.
Once I got into the MTC I remembered that experience I had with the girl from High School... in fact the whole conversation came back to me the first time someone slammed the door in my face during a role play. I faced rejection through out my entire mission- it was a horrible feeling. Rejection is never easy.
When I came back home I thought some how that everything would be great! No more rejection...lol. I recently applied for a paid internship at a local Junior High. I need a paid internship desperately and felt like I had nailed the interview. However, I was later told that I did not get the job but that a lady in my cohort did. I was devastated!
A month before the job incident I broke up with Adam. I felt rejected by Adam which was something I hadn't really ever felt from a guy before. Even though Adam and I had an understanding and it was mutual in a sense.... in a way I felt betrayed and...rejected. When the job thing happened that feeling came back again. I am not sure how to deal with these kind of emotions. What helps me endure them is knowing that God has a plan for my life and things will work out for my good. I'm so grateful for the hope the gospel brings!
I don't want to get use to rejection however I accept so much more now as a part of life.

Soup with the taste of Russia

The week of the party I was really sick. Roman called to see if I'd be up to going out and I told him that I wasn't feeling well. He then insisted on making me soup from his native land and said that would do the trick and would heal me. He came over with a ton of grocery bags and got to work!

Ro cooked enough to feed a small army! It was wonderful though. What a great friend to have. He always takes such good care of me.

...And thats how its done!

So, one night I got on the blessed facebook...lol and I had a message from an old friend from High School. It had been a long time since I had seen him and was excited to hear from him. It turns out that he had been looking at my pictures and saw a girl that I had served with and wanted to go out with her. The next thing I knew I was agreeing to go on a double date.

I was a little bit nervous about this double date because I had gone on a couple dates with a guy (Wes) that I had recently met and for whatever reason felt very drawn to him so I wasn't actually looking for other opportunities...I know that sounds weird to hear me say.... but it was true none the less.

The guys came and picked me up first and lets just say that it was quite the experience! (lol) Let me back up and explain why. This may sound horrid but its true. We through a party a week or two before this date and I had met a guy there that was super hot, tall and black....anyway, bottom line is that I wanted to hook up with this black guy. Turns out I end up really liking Wes and so things never really worked out with this hottie. SO, My High School friend calls me right before the date and says: "Kristi, I hope that you don't mind that this guy is black." Ok, ok, ok I admitt it I was excited. I told my roommates and everyone was interested to see this guy who we all hoped to be a major hottie! Well, when he came to the door I about fell over!!!! No lie! He wasn't black and in fact he laughed and said that he was told I was black. We both found that humorous and left my roommates starring behind us. Why were they starring? Because he was a tall, sweet hottie that we didn't know had ever existed.

Once they picked me up we went and picked my friend and then started our night. The night was fun! I got a long really well with my date! He asked if he could see me again and strangely I said I would think about it.

So, fast forward to later on that week. Wes kissed me Wednesday night and Thursday night was a party that the guy I had gone on a date with was throwing. I had promised my roommate and Angela that I would take them. They both wanted to meet some hot guys and I figured there would be a ton there. Plus, they would be mostly UVU students and so there would be a good chance that we didn't know them. Because I had kissed Wes the night before I had a lot of thinking to do. I decided that even though this tall hottie seemed great I couldn't help but feel drawn to Wes so I decided that I wouldn't allow myself to pursue or be pursued by this other guy but that I would still go to the party.

The girls made a goal that they wouldn't leave there until someone hit on them. (Great goal!) So, we drove over to his house and he was outside....(I can be really mean to guys if I am scared) I walked right past him and towards the door while thanking him for inviting us...lol... I am sure that it looked ridiculous! Anyway, he ended up stopping me and he tried talking to me but I tried to act uninterested and the three of us walked inside. There were SO many girls!!!! These guys had a great thing going for themselves! I didn't know where to go so we headed for the kitchen for a drink.

As soon as we walked into the kitchen every guys head turned....I felt so uncomfortable! I tried to act like I knew what I was doing but I didn't. I then recognized someone and he seemed to do the same- turns out we went to BYUI together... go figure! Anyway, one by one we ended up talking to every guy at the party it seemed. Whenever we would say we were about to leave guys would panic and come up and introduce themselves. As fun as it is to meet new people and to be the life of the party... the Jazz game was on and no one was watching it... what kind of guys can they possibly be? lol

As we were leaving to catch the last three minutes of the Jazz game in my car, the guy I had gone on a date with came up with a puppy dog face and apologized that we didn't get to talk... I had never had so many girls instantly hate me before...all eyes were on us. I told him it wasn't a big deal and he said that he couldn't help but notice how all the other guys got a chance to talk to us. I winked at him, hugged him one more time and said "I'd love to chat but the Jazz game is on I hope you understand."

We kept driving through dead zones for my radio and so we were missing plays- I instantly called Wes to see if he was watching it....of course he was! I liked that!

The girls and I laughed about how ironic the night was. They only wanted one guy to hit on us and we had the whole party, I realized that I was more interested in Wes than I had thought, and we'd go for a jazz game over a party full of desperate hotties any day!

Side Note: We left the party with nick-names Jerri-Fiona, Angela- Angelina, and mine is Veronica. We got them by guys trying to come up with names that fit our looks....the three of us call them our hooker names.

I did it!

Jess did my hair right beofre she moved.

Well, I finally found the courage to do something to my hair. I was very nervous and hardly spoke to Jerri the whole way over to the Salon. When I got there Jess was all smiles and told me that she would take good care of me.

A while later I walked out of the Salon in shock feeling like my hair was very drastic. The funny part is that hardly anyone noticed that I had done anything to my hair. It looks very natural and blended well with my already naturally highlighted hair.

Jess is such a miracle worker!

I use to have virgin hair and now..... well I guess I only highlighted part of it.... so I guess my hair is partially virgin still....interesting.

Temples

I have a goal to go to the temple once a week. I feel like Satan does everything that he possibly can to keep me from going. I am constantly amazed by the weekly battle that I have with him. The temple has so much to offer. Every time I go I feel a sense of belonging and a hope for the future.

I recently have had some amazing experiences in the temple in which I have seen friends that I have not seen in a while. I love knowing people in the temple and being reunited. What a blessing it is to have friends who value the temple and who live worthy lives.

There have been many times that the only place I have felt at piece have been in the temple. I truly gain strength through my experiences I have as I attend.

Do I dare?

So, I have never ever done anything with my hair! In fact.... I have never really done very many fad things with myself. That may sound weird to you if you know me now but even back in the day everything was purely natural and I prided myself on that. It wasn't until my mission that I pierced my ears even. Crazy, eh?

It shouldn't come as a surprise now to hear that I have never done anything with my hair. My hair naturally changes colors. In the summer it goes very auburn and in the winter it goes so dark brown that sometimes it can even look black. Because I have never done anything fake or drastic to my hair... I feel the need. (Isn't it crazy how as you get older you need to find random things that liberate you in a way that is hard to describe with words?)(lol)

So, I think that I am going to cut and color my hair similar to Kates up above. I am so nervous about it though!

This hits the spot!

Doug Christensen, Liz Ommen, Melanie Abney, me, Scott Mills, and Aaron Wilkey

The night before Conference, at the mission reunion, Aaron came up and told me that he had some steller seats at Conference and wondered if I would be interested in going. Needless to say I was really excited and didn't care how early we would have to get up to get there on time! Scott had never been to conference before so it was nice for him to have that opportunity.

So, Scott and I got up early and drove up in a snow storm to meet Melanie at 8:30 am at the Gateway and then the three of us made our way to the trax and hopped on and rode them up to the conference center. There we met liz, doug and aaron at the water fountian and got our tickets. We even saw Jorgie ushering people when we got in there as well as some members from Virginia. It was so nice to see everyone!

We were shocked when we saw where we were going to be sitting! Amazing seats....we were so close! We were all really excited to be there when Elder Anderson was announced as the new Apostle. Wow! What an amazing spirit was in the room!

After the morning session we lucked out and got more tickets for the second session which were even better seats! So, we ran and grabbed a quick bite to eat and then came back for the second session. The second session there was me and melanie, and Withrows parents and then Scott, Aaron, Doug, and Henriekson. It was so fun to see those Elders who had never been to Conference before now be only a few rows back from the prophet. Everything was so up close and personal it was amazing! We sat next to Sherri Dew. However, I happened to fall asleep during the second session...that was embaressing to do in front of some of the people like Sherri Dew...oh well. It happened! lol

After the second session Aaron and Scot and I went for a walk and then sat down by the protesters and listened to what they had to say. We then met up with all the other guys and I said good-bye as they went to Priesthood and I went to the Hilton to meet my mother and grandmother. After Priesthood me and scott ate dinner with my parents, grandparents and my brother at the Macaroni Grill. It was really good!

After family time was over it was back to reunion time! We went up to the Pie and met up with everyone else and then went and saw Duplicity. I don't know if it was because it was late or because it was just a slow movie but we were all wondering why we chose to go to a movie after sitting all day!!!! I think it was just fun to be with each other! After the movie I dropped Scott off in Bountiful with Max and we said our goodbyes. I then drove back to Provo where two of the sisters Staja and Shellie were staying the night at my house like they had done the night before. They woke up when I got home and so we got to visit for a while before I went to bed.

Lets just say that today has all been a blur... but surprisingly I stayed awake during all of Conference today- both sessions! I even had the energy to get caught up with my roommates and go to dinner at Wes' apt tonight where we also played a game.... I have to admit though that I was loosing my energy and focus by the end of the night. I felt bad because the only person I knew there was Wes and he and I haven't known each other for very long....I felt bad that I wasn't my most cheerful self. But I am glad that I went non-the-less even though I think Wes would have won had I not have been on his team! lol
I am glad that I had a little bit of time to write and get caught up on my blog. Sorry Spencer and Joel for not watching a movie! Don't hate on us! Jerri and I were btoh really tired tonight and have a big week ahead of us!
Before I end I have to verbalize how blessed I am. I am super blessed for the old friendships, new friendships, and family in my life. This weekend was full of so many tender mercies that I am so humbled by the love my Heavenly Father has shown to me during this time of my life!
I love all of you and am so grateful you are a part of my life!

Reunion Fun

I loved seeing all the sisters that I hadn't seen in a while. When I first got out on my mission these were the sisters that were ahead of me. I had big shoes to fill. I love all of them and it was so nice to catch up with them.
The mission reunion was a blast! It was fun to see everyone and especially nice to see my Mission President and his family. His family is growing up! My Mission President and his wife spoke to us and the counsel they gave was needed. My President spoke on balance in life and prioritizing. I have to admit that his message penetrated as it always does.
We also had a slide show and some entertainment by Elder Morrell. He had us laughing like crazy! He came up with a bunch of memories, jokes, and straight up hillarious things from the mission and we all got a good kick out of it.
This mission reunion was a little bit different because all my greenies were home and so were some of their greenies. Some of the sisters I had met since I started working at the MTC. That was nuts! It hit me pretty hard how fast time is slipping by. So many of the missionaries there have babies now!!!! It seems like just yesterday we were out knocking on doors and now everyone is getting married and starting families of their own.
We hung out for a long time at the reunion then a bunch of us (Wangeman and gf, jones, hilton, thuesson, Hatch, Mills, Wilkins and I) all went to sppon me until they kicked us out. We told crazy stories and rolled in laughter as we talked about awkward experiences.
All in all it was fun to see everyone and I am glad that I went.... Ican't believe that I almost chose not to go. The reunion seemed to relight the fire that once burned in me for my mission and I found out how homesick I am for all of it.

A day in the cold

Scott at Temple Square on Friday Morning.

This weekend was a lot of fun! My friend flew in from Texas and I picked him up from the airport Friday morning. It was snowing so you can imagine his surprise with the extreme difference from Texas. lol. As if snow wasn't weird enough for him we went and walked around temple square and the Gateway mall- he absolutely froze! (As did I for that matter! lol I am such a wuss)

For lunch we went to Tucanos. I don't know if I have ever seen Scott so happy before! Men and their meat! lol We had to walk around the mall for a while afterwards we were both so full! We went to Urban Trends and both got a fake candy grill to wear to the reunion but it didn't fit our mouths- dang it! However we totally could have pulled them off when we went to go see his Dad bc we drove through some shady areas on our way there.

It was a fun morning!

Persuasion

Rupert Penry- Jones aka Capt. Frederick Wentworth of Jane Austins Persuasion by BBC

So, believe it or not, though my movie selection is filled with numerous action, comedy, and drama DVD's I also have a couple chick flicks. Before the mish I had a few chick flicks which I had bought while in High School but very few were ever bought in college (I'd much rather see an action movie). Since the mish however, I have not only fallen in love with chick flick movies but also British movies. Though Jane Austin is a hero of mine for quite some time now, I believe the best renditions of her work is done by BBC.

I recently watched the 2007 Persuasion rendition by BBC for my first time. Can I just tell you that I fell in love with the movie right away!!! It is incredible to me that Jane Austen wrote about a love story that would happen time and time again to people from different geographical areas, cultures, and race that she would never meet. The power of persuasion in our society is fierce in todays world and I have to admit that I too have allowed myself as well as my heart to be persuaded at times. However, what I love about this story is that no matter the persuasion the heart knows the truth deep down-regardless of anything else! SO TRUE!!!!!

After a couple of times watching this film this week (the week is only half over...he he he), I made a conscious decision to be more resolute in who I am. I think for the most part I am resolute but there are some areas in my life that I can improve upon and stand more firm.

What a story of second chances, morals and passion! Anne Elliot is an incredible character who must learn about what really matters in life. She has drive, oppinion, compassion, sincerity, will power and a healthy desire for love. There are numerous things that can be learned from this character. The story compells me to evaluate my own life and put it in harmony with my heart.

Shout Out!

Chrissy and Michelle and I at Brick Oven for a reunion.

To all of my friends who read my blog...please don't be afraid to let me know. I had the great opportunity to run into some adorable friends who informed me that they have been reading my blog....I had no idea! lol It's the "CHANCE" I take though by writing in a blog.

My friends are such a great part of my life and I hope that you will feel comfortable leaving comments and also links to your blogs as well. I'd love to follow up on your lives!

Thank you to all of you who have impacted my life in one way or another. I am grateful for the old friendships, new friendships and friendships that have yet to come about!

Women

"Women have distinct assignments given to them before the foundation of the world (March 2009 Ensign)"

I am reading a book called A Single Voice by Sister Kristin Oaks. In this book I have been reminded of the importance of women and what their role is as nurtures in this big world we live in. If you haven't read this book please pick up a copy! Females and Males will both learn so much from it! It is truly inspired!

Tonight while I was eating one of God's greatest creations....frozen yogurt, the guy I was with asked me why I was so insistent on paying and why I acted a little put out when he wouldn't let me. I told him that part of me feels like I need to constantly be giving and one way to do that is to pay for other people when I go out. He point blank laughed in my face and said: "You are such a stubborn girl." That comment intrigued me.... so of course I made him expound. He said that women always feel like they need to be helping, fixing, or doing something for someone. That really got me thinking....

To add to the thoughts during frozen yogurt, later in the night my visiting teachers came over and shared the monthly message with me. I loved that it went right along with what I had been thinking about. As I spoke with my Visiting teachers my heart grew in love for them as we bonded about circumstances that women find themselves in. My two Visiting Teachers are such great examples of wonderful women who understand their purpose in life.

Aren't women amazing? Women are passionate, fearless, goal oriented, powerful, inspirational, beautiful, graceful, intellectual.....women are absolutely amazing! I am so proud to be a woman and proud of the perks as well as the flaws that come with my gender! lol In a world created to appeal to women, I hope that all women everywhere will stand up and not be afraid to be who they are and to stand up for what they believe in! There is nothing more beautiful than a woman who has a dream to make a difference and then wakes up from that dream and gets to work so that dream comes true!

MAD

Tonight I went on a date where the conversation just made me smile. My friend was talking about how he was conversing with someone he worked with and the guy told him about how lame marriage can be over time. Interesting topic, eh? Well, he went on to tell me what his opinion is (let me just tell you I couldn't hide my smile) his comments were adorable! He said: "Kristi! I want to be mad about my wife! I want her to want me so bad that I have to beg her to keep her distance so that we can plan the wedding and get things in place! I want to think about her all day and count down the minutes til I get to see her! I just want to be completely mad about her!" I sat there with a sincere smile on my face and said: "well, that doesn't sound like you are asking for too much to me." He smiled and said "I refuse to settle for someone who doesn't want to be with me or someone who thinks that they might be able to grow to love me." To my sweet friends- male or female- PLEASE don't ever settle. My date was right to say the things he said. Find some one who is mad about you and you are mad about them and then once you have found it DON'T EVER EVER EVER let that love, passion, and respect be tamed or lessened in any way! It's worth waiting for, and its worth working at, and its worth keeping! I know it's real and we can all have it.

A Weekend With a View

Have you ever looked outside a window at a beautiful view and thought "Wow! Sometimes I forget to see the big picture!" At my parents house I often sit in the famly room and stare out through the big windows and allow my heart and my mind to converse with one another..lol Something I should proabably do more often! Well, this weekend opened my eyes in a similar manner.
On Friday a few of us went on a bike ride up to BVF. I rode my pink beach cruiser...it was a sight to see! lol It was such a great ride and we all had a lot of fun. At one point my friend Jon made a comment to me that really got me thinking.... You see I have a habbit of saying "Hello" to people and smiling at them. So, on the trial I wasn't any different. Jon pointed out that very few people responded back to me. On the way down, as I coasted and enjoyed the view, I thought about what Jon had said and why I insist on addressing people who have no desire to be addressed. I realized that although I love the mt.'s and the sky, and the warm sun, I was enjoying seeing other people just as much as I was enjoying evertyhing else. To me, people are beautiful, they make or break the view for me, and they are what keep me smiling. Friday afternoon I realized that I am not someone who seeks validation rather I am one who gives it and loves to give it and that is enough validation for me!
On Sunday we had a "Sweet Party." I had a riot! It was so fun to meet new people. There was a great turnout and a huge selection of desserts! I was very impressed. One guy from my ward came up and addressed me and asked if I was okay. He said that he knew I had recently gotten out of a relationship and was told that I was very hurt, however when he saw me I appeared to be ready to paint the town. He said he was confused. Instead of responding on impulse as I normally do, I stopped and reflected. I looked around the room and saw people I love, new friendships, great food, and felt my heart about to explode. I turned to him with tears in my eyes and said "How can I have all of this in my life and not be happy? Why does one thing HAVE TO ruin every minute of every day?" He was a little bit shocked with my boldness and my blunt honesty and he dropped the subject. Later that night I sat on our front porch couch in a blanket and asked myself what the guy in my ward had asked me. My conclusion: I believe in happiness. I am happiest when others around me are happy. I believe happiness can be attained no matter how hard of a trial you may be enduring. I believe happiness can be found any where. I believe that although I had my moments of sorrow, tears, and pain this past weekend- I also had incredible moments of happiness like when I met my new missionaries, when I coasted down the Mt. on my bike, when my roommates and I ate sushi on the floor, when my mom left a message that just said: I love you!, when my roommates and I layed out on the grass and talked about the adventures to come this summer, when I finished my run and felt energy, when we had or twilight party, when I went to church and heard talks that I needed to hear, when I went to the draper temple dedication and was comforted, and so many other amazing moments!
How can I ever complain about anything with a weekend with a view of happiness like that!

LOVE was made for ME and YOU

Today was my last day with my elders. They are headed to Canada and Ohio. This district has been such a blessing my life and I am grateful to have been able to meet each of them!

Today at the end of class the district told me that they had prepared a few things for me to let me know what they appreciate of me as their teacher. They had me sit in what we call the throne (a padded chair) and they all sat in their desks starting at me until....

Elder Staker yelled...2,3,4....and then all of the elders stood up and formed an L with their arms as they sang "L is for the way you look at me." as they sang those words they made an L shape with their arms and then quickly went to hands on their hips and a look on their face that said "oh, Elder." I laughed so hard!

They continued... "O is for the only one I see" they all then sat in their desk and put their elbows on their desks, rested their head on their hand and made a big sigh as they all looked at me...then jumped up for "V is very very extraordinary" when they jumped up they all did numerous different hand signals, body language, and shouted words that I use a lot. Then went on to "E is even more than I adore.....and love is all that I can give to you! Love is more than just a trick or two" they were doing the can can and took off their suit jackets and put them over one shoulder and did GQ poses. Then my cute shy elder sang in high C "take my heart but please don't break it!" The song ended with "Love was made for you adn me" They all ended on one knee and their arms outstretched towards me.....I was rolling in laughter!

Right then one of the reading tutors came in and said "What on earth is going on?" I was laughing so hard that I couldn't speak. She looked around the room until she spotted me and said...I thought that you might be the teacher I would find in here.... I couldn't think of any other teacher whose missionaries would want to sing a song like that to their teacher. She laughed along with us- thank goodness and the Elders explained to her that they sang that song because they love me but more than that I taught them how to love other people.

What a blessing my life to have experiences like thisQ!

Falling in Love

A dear friend of mine sent me this quote in the wee hours of the morning and I just had to share it with all of you. "Love is giving someone the power to destroy you BUT trusting them not to." I was reading this incredible message from my friend and when he said these words my head started to spin!!!!!! No wonder I have been so confused about love!!!! lol I naturally love people. In fact I think it is pretty easy for me to even fall in love with people. My heart is a lot stronger than my mind is. Actually I think that my heart and mind battle against each other a lot but my heart always wins!

I can honestly say that I have been in love....and a couple of times I thought that it destroyed me so bad that I would never recover....and yet here I am years later, heart in place, mind open ready to jump in with both feet again. Why is that? I was studying the scriptures the other day and reallized that because of the Atonement I can move on, recover, mend AND open my heart to others. Now, thats not to say that when destruction happens it doesn't hurt like a beast because it definately does! However the times of happiness, warmth, peace, and excitement with someone out weighs the destruction that comes when that person makes the decision to not handle your heart with care.

I went for a walk with my roommate tonight because the stars were so beautiful and the night was so warm! As we were walking I opened up to her and shared with her the miracles that had happened today. Sundays are always perfect days for miracles. She stopped me and said: "I love that you were in love!" I was a little caught off gaurd by that. She went on to say: "Kristi, don't you get it...you were in love! I knew that you were, in fact I never doubted it, but how you are acting right now proves even more that you were and are and maybe always will be in love. You are happy that your past relationships are happy with their lives now, you want whats best for them, and you care about where they are spiritually- that's love! But what convinces me even further Kristi is that you also arent afraid to tell me that it all sucks! You're not afraid to say that you feel like you have been robbed, ran over, or cheated! You feel vulnerable, weak, and fatigued! Thats LOVE!!!!!!!!" lol I love my roommate! About a month ago she and I had a convo about how good it feels to fall in love and let your heart go free! She is always good at convo's like these! She too has experienced loss recently and in the past and yet she and I both deal with our experiences similarly- we love to be in love!

Tonight I also spoke with my mom and my sister in-law about a couple of relationships I had been in years ago. My mom said: "I still love that you can talk about them with a smile on your face even though when all was said and done you were left in pieces!" Putting both convo's together helps me understand myself so much better. I DON'T have a problem loving and trusting people with my heart!!!!!! Interesting....

The Irish get serious about their kissing!

So, last year this time I found this article about kissing and one of my girlfriends and I were laughing about it and saying that no mormon girl would be able to kiss that many guys without marrying one of them first... joke? I think not. She just got married on Monday!!!! Watch out! lol
Here is the article:

By Laura Schaefer
Think you know a thing or two about kissing? You probably do. But the facts below are so off the beaten path, we’ll bet you don’t know them all—and they could come in handy. Not only could they provide some steamy “Did you know…?” chit chat, but they’ll help you see all the benefits a satisfying lip lock can bring into your life. Happy smooching!
1. Two out of every three couples turn their heads to the right when they kiss.
2. A simple peck uses two muscles; a passionate kiss, on the other hand, uses all 34 muscles in your face. Now that’s a rigorous workout!
3. Like fingerprints or snowflakes, no two lip impressions are alike.
4. Kissing is good for what ails you. Research shows that the act of smooching improves our skin, helps circulation, prevents tooth decay, and can even relieve headaches.
5. The average person spends 336 hours of his or her life kissing.
6. Ever wonder how an “X” came to represent a kiss? Starting in the Middle Ages, people who could not read used an X as a signature. They would kiss this mark as a sign of sincerity. Eventually, the X came to represent the kiss itself.
7. Talk about a rush! Kissing releases the same neurotransmitters in our brains as parachuting, bungee jumping, and running.
8. The average woman kisses 29 men before she gets married.
9. Men who kiss their partners before leaving for work average higher incomes than those who don’t.
10. The longest kiss in movie history was between Jane Wyman and Regis Tommey in the 1941 film, You’re in the Army Now. It lasted 3 minutes and 5 seconds. So if you’ve beaten that record, it’s time to celebrate!

Hillarious article, right? We loved it! 336 hours kissing????? Come on! That doesn't seem like very much! lol

Really?

So, I don't have a cold sore!!!! Thank goodness because I had never had one before and I don't want to start now...besides if I would have gotten one I would have wanted it to be worth it! (wink, wink)
They are now thinking that I either bit it in my sleep, or something else bit my lip. Really? This stuff really happens? lol Just my luck eh? I look like I just got done boxing! Ha, ha, ha. Today is a busy day of work, school, and a job fair and I still look like Bubba Gump! But hey it could be worse right?

Bucket List

So, believe it or not, I have a bucket list. There are so many things I want to do while I am alive that I wrote them all down right before I graduated from High School. Just this morning I went back and looked at it (I carry it around with me to where ever I move to). I realized that my list has become very short. I have about completed everything that is on my list of things to do in my life. One that I had not yet done was to go out of the country. Well, a couple texts later from a past comp. from the mish I had booked a trip to Mexico! I am so excited!
A part of me can't wait to cross this goal off of my list and yet at the same time I am worried about running out of things that I have always dreamed of doing. I am reading a book that is currently talking about changing your dreams and making new dreams. I think that I am in that process right now. I am trying to figure out what path to take. Making new dreams isn't always easy but sometimes there's a definate need for change.
What a great time to be alive. SO many people say that your twenties are your most confusing, frusterating, wild and crazy times of your entire life... I think that I am starting to understand that more fully now. hhhmmmm.... I better go dream and get back to you eh? No worries. I'll dream BIG!!!!! I always do!

Stress Case

Hillarious! I am sitting at home....trying to put my emotions into words.
This past weekend was really stressful, hurtful, exhausting, memorable, unexplainable and needed. On Thursday night I had that experience with my dad. On Friday morning I was in the hospital for my stomach test which didn't go very well. Right after that I went to lunch with my Boyfriend and he and I broke up..... then believe it or not I then had to go to work. After work I spoke with my boyfriend again but by the time he dropped me off at home....it was So long-farewell. Saturday I had a practicum meeting up in SLC and then rushed back to barely make it for work in time. When I got back home I had to answer to roommates, hometeachers, friends, and family members who were all wondering what in the world was going on with my life (not a fun thing to explain). Then I went and got all the food for the ward activity and then finally I was going to relax, mourn and heal. SO FUNNY! My roommates and I bought Hot n Ready's (the only true thing to help a girl heal), candy, ice cream, pop.... you name it- we all got it. We then turned on a random movie....lol low and behold the plot is that this guy can't get a girl so he pretends to be from New Zeland!!!!!! Suddenly all the stuff we had just bought didn't taste good, and I was ready to turn my mind off and go to bed!
On Sunday I got up really early and my parents and I drove up to Idaho. My cousin was being made a teacher and so we had a family get-together. It was bitter-sweet. The questions went in this order: #1. Where's your boyfriend? 2. Why did you break up? #3. What did you do this time? #4. Are you ever going to get married? #5. How have your tests been going? #6. When do you graduate? Do you get the picture? It was overwhelming! As great as it was to see everyone- I was an emotional wreck! I escaped as soon as I could and headed to Rexburg.
That was just what I needed. I saw a Recent Convert from the Mish. I saw Mission friends and my old roommate Stacey. That night Stacey and I went up to the Rexburg temple and layed the seats back in my car and stared up at the magnificant building. We laughed, cried, and set goals. It was just what I needed to give me perspective. I left the temple that night determined and resolute to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
Monday came and besides my Grandfathers lecture on not being too picky about my future husband, the day went by well until the wedding. It was all that I could do to keep from crying. My old companion got married at the Shelton in Idaho Falls. There were so many things that I wish could have been different but when I saw the happiness that was in each of their eyes- I couldn't help but be happy for them and the fact that they have each other in this life. It was hard to say good-bye to one of my closest friends. She's my travel buddy, my twin, and my sister. I wish them well! They are moving to Texas.
Well, the weekend though it was hard, it wasn't that bad and yet I woke up with my entire face on fire, and my lips swollen and a sore on my lower lip. I have never had a cold sore before so I am not sure if that is what it is. Am I stressed? lol Is this what stress does to a person? I sure hope not! lol Really, I thought that I was fine and that things were really looking up and that I was handling things well. Ha ha ha....I'm gonna practice my deep breathing today lol!

Strength

Sometimes I am shocked by the amount of strength God allows us to gain. God allows us to stay in the sometimes taxing circumstances in order to help us absorb all that we possibly can that will be beneficial for us and our happiness in our future (Mosiah 24, Moses 1:39) How Grateful I am for Elder Holland who constantly reminds us of the importance of taking our own individual steps toward the Garden of Gethsemane.
When I was in in 8th grade, a friend of mine who was older than I was tried to convince me to run for student council. She told me that she saw LEADER written all over me. At that time in my life, I was trying to find where I fit in, what my talents were, and what future goals I should set. I had just moved out into the country and I felt like I was given a new beginning. I remember going to the meeting where all those who were interested in being in student government were to attend. I looked around the room and felt a strange sense of inadequacy. I also remember that night sitting on our front porch with my mom watching the sunset and letting her hold me as I vulnerably confessed how I felt. I remember my mom sitting me up, holding onto my shoulders, staring me in the eyes and said "Kristi, greatness doesn't come by sitting around and doing nothing- it comes from living what you know is true, believing in hope, fighting for the right cause and not being afraid to stand out." That night I made a poster and put it up on my wall, it read: "Tough Times Never Last But Tough People Do."
That night set the precedence for the rest of my life to this point. What is interesting is that although I can put up a good fight (for a good cause) deep in my heart still resides that young 13 year old girl who doesn't want to fight for things- she just wants to fit in.
A teacher that I respect that works with me at the MTC once shared a memorized poem with my district as a parting gift to them. I have clung to this poem ever since as I truly cherish its power and validity!

Good Timber
by Douglas Malloch

The tree that never had to fight For sun and sky and air and light,But stood out in the open plain And always got its share of rain, Never became a forest king But lived and died a scrubby thing.
The man who never had to toil To gain and farm his patch of soil,Who never had to win his share Of sun and sky and light and air, Never became a manly man But lived and died as he began.
Good timber does not grow with ease: The stronger wind, the stronger trees; The further sky, the greater length; The more the storm, the more the strength. By sun and cold, by rain and snow, In trees and men good timbers grow.
Where thickest lies the forest growth,We find the patriarchs of both.And they hold counsel with the stars Whose broken branches show the scars Of many winds and much of strife. This is the common law of life.
(Thanks Mitch)

What is the secret to gaining strength? Elder Ballard in this months Ensign says: As people become self-reliant, they are better prepared to endure adversities and are better able to car for others in need." Is strength always a good thing? This I am not sure of anymore. If you would have asked me when I was 20 I would have to you without any doubt that strength is a positive thing. However, no that I am older and have been through more trying experiences I am starting to wonder. I am grateful for strength that comes through trials but recently I have learned to be grateful for vulnerability as well. Balance!!!! Isn't that always what I am working on? lol I am so grateful for the things in my life that have given me strength. I am also grateful for the ability to feel vulnerable- thank you friend (you know who you are) I appreciate the things that I have learned from you.

Finding the Strength

It's four in the morning and I just got in from a very defining night for me. Tonight after school I came in same as always and went right into my roommates room and heard all about her day and her "guy" highlights. I made the round to my other roommates to see how they were doing and for some reason felt a prompting to call my mom (The only reason why this was a weird prompting was because I was clinging to my phone in hopes my boyfriend would call or text). Regardless, I called my mom and to my surprise she informed me that she was at the hospital with my Dad. My Dad that night had gone up the canyon in our horse and slay and they had gotten ito an accident. At the time, my mom had no news to report on how my Dad was doing other than the fact that she knew he landed on his head when he and the horses crashed into a ravine. I was horrified. I grabbed my things as quickly as I could and informed two of my roommates that I wouldn't be coming back tonight and I rushed out the door.
On my way to the hospital so many thoughts went through my head....many of my thoughts were towards blessings I have recieved that I take for granted due to my busy schedule. I was also grateful that I live close enough that I could go to the hospital and be of comfort or help. My thoughts were interupted by a dear friend who always seems to know when I am in distress. As soon as I heard my phone ring I started to cry- not even knowing who it was. God knew that I needed someone to talk to on my way down to Payson- I am so grateful for those who are in tune with the spirit!
When I got to the hospital my dad looked horrible but he had a smile on his face and of course a few pun's and jokes for everyone. We waited at the hospital until they finally released him saying that he is a walking miracle. Barely able to move, my Dad looked at me in all seriousness and said "I need you." I knew exactly what for...the horses. The horses were left up the canyon and they were assumed to be in bad shape. My father who never cries...except for when a horse dies...was worried that he might have to shoot one of them. I told him that I could take care of it all by myself....ha ha ha! I was in Heels a collared shirt and Banana Republic pants!!!!! He took one look at me and said "Not a chance!" I don't blame him.......I kind of strayed from the country thing he wanted me to get into. lol
The next thing I knew I was at my parents house dressing up in someones snowsuit (three of me could have fit in it.) We found a bunch of odds and ends to keep me warm and we headed up the canyon. I was shocked when I felt my emotions rise to the surface when I saw our two horses at the bottom of the revine standing tall. The slay was mangled in a bunch of tree's and the horses were covered in blood.
I had no idea how we were going to get them out of the revine! But sure enough my "man from snowy river" Dad started climbing down in....crying with pain as he went. I was in charge of locating the rope on the mangeled slay, getting it unattached and then whirling it down the revine and pulling the horses up....piece of cake right? lol I don't know if my Dad has ever been more proud of me...he was in so much pain that once I finally got the horses stable with my mom I went down and helped my dad up to the top of the revine. His entire body shook in pain and I was busy trying to figure out if my Dad was my hero or a crazy guy for doing what we were doing.!!!!!
We ended up walking the horses down to the stables which was quite a way down the mountian especially with the horses hurt... but we got it done and them loaded and we all made it safely home. My Dad was a gonner by the time we made it back and so he had me feed the horses...no biggie right? I mean I did just help save their lives....or not. Using a pitch fork and throwing hay over tall fences is so not my thing!!!! Nor was I any good at it!!!! lol But I did it and thats what matters! lol lol lol
As I finally came in from an exhausted night I took one long look at my mom and observed how she cared for my father and how she fussed over different techniques that would help him get better. How grateful I am for loving parents who care for each other and for me. They are fighters. No matter what stands in their way they know that they will endure and be there for each other at the end of the day. Tonight was such a lesson to me of finding strength to put one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward. My family was tremendously blessed tonight and I am grateful that God still teaches us lessons about life-even if it is in the middle of the night!

Right Time and Right Place

I don't really have time to write this right now but I am afraid that if I don't I will forget some of the things that happened...
Once upon a time I went on a mission. It was an incredible mission...trust me I don't mind talking about it....so.....if you ever want to hear some good stories of knocking on doors- come find me. Believe it or not, the MTC was not that fun for me. Don't get me wrong it had its moments, but all in all I felt like I didn't belong there, that I was behind, and that I stuck out like a sore thumb.
I quite a few moments kneeling on the girls bathroom floor praying for strength and any other kind of help! My mission only got harder after the MTC but the difference was that my attitude had changed and I put all my faith in the Lord.
Today one of my sweetest missionaries seemed to be struggling...I felt prompted to tell about my experiences in the MTC....I don't ever do that. This sweet Elder started to get emotional. After the closing prayer I felt prompted to have a progress meeting with him...even though I was running late. I stayed and spoke with him and time stood still as if I didn't have any other cares in the world except for this servant of God.
He opened up to me and said that he had decided this morning that he wasn't cut out for missionary work because he is older, not as educated, and his family is struggling. He said that he hadn't felt the spirit the last two days...until I finally came in today. We spent four hours in class today- my Elders are troopers for putting up with me for that long! He said he felt the spirit the whole time and knew that he needed to talk to me- but what he didn't know was that I was going to speak to him in front of the whole class. He was shocked abotu the things that I brought up not knowing what it was he was struggling with.
As we spoke one on one, he cried harder than I may have ever seen anyone cry. He has been through a lot! His dreams of swimming for BYU were shattered with an injury and his family is really struggling and all he wanted was to be some place where he felt like he belonged. The Mother in me just wanted to hold him and fight his battles for him; however, I knew that the Lord needed today to happen for him....just as I needed a day similar to this one for me years ago when I was in the MTC.
As I bore solid testimony to him about the importance of the atonement, God's love, and missionary work....my heart grew as I yet again was reminded that "every good thing in my life is a direct result of me serving a mission." I realized that one day he will look back and say the same thing.
It's amazing how we bless each others lives...sometimes without even knowing that down the road we are going to meet. I feel that way right now. The people in my life....they have experienced similar things as I have and yet some of them were oceans a part from where I was at the time. How grateful I am for the web that God threads of our lives!