Pondering Passion

I'm not sure what is happening but I have been pondering a lot about life.  Prodded perhaps by having a birthday, dad dying, and recently I was asked what I was passionate about?  Have you ever been asked that, or do you know what you are passionate about?

For me family is everything and I work at helping them learn, grow, and progress.  I also like taking care of them and our home (outside and in).  They make me happy!

However, what is it deep inside that I really feel passionate about?

Still Pondering:  There are lots of things that inspire me:

                                                                           MUSIC

 

WORDS

 

BEAUTY

 

HEALTH

 

Maybe just maybe they are my passions...

 

 

 

 

 

 

SUGAR WITHDRAWLS

 

So this is how I'm feeling at 9:30 at night.  I'm not just talking about exercise and weight, but the three tests I have to take before 12 pm tomorrow.  The kids are fighting right now as I am typing.  Logan is at the Elementary right now wrapping up the first two months of his student teaching with the principle. We just got dinner done, because we just got home from Maddi's last volleyball game.  I took Danny to the dr. in Logan for a check up today then raced to Lake town where the volleyball game was.  Logan met us there with Libby.  It has been a rat race this week.  Oh did I mention Logan and I started a health challenge on Monday that goes for 2 months.  Why I mention this, well I have been a little bit witchy and Halloween isn't even here yet.  Can you say sugar withdrawals!!  This alongside of getting about 5 hours of sleep this week makes for a momma bear.  I'm not talking about the nice one.  : )  Well hopefully I really haven't been quite that bad, but you could ask my kids.  They tell the truth... "I think?"   

 

So.. I must have had to vent and this is where it happened tonight. 

 

Okay a funny story now:  Logan and I for our health challenge need to exercise daily.  This is hard sometimes to find the time.  (Like I haven't yet today, hoping to still get some in tonight.)  But... back to the story.  We were walking one night this week around 10 pm on the streets of Randolph, when a thought came to us.... It might be fun to door bell ditch.  Since my sister and her husband do this kinda stuff to us all the time.  We snuck up their walk looked around looked in their windows, some lights were on and bravely walked up to the door.  Looked at each other knocked and ran.  Trying not to giggle we hide around by their garage.  Sister yell's " Who is it....go home... next time I come out I will bring my flipper crotch".  We were busting at the seems, all while trying to be quiet. She went in and we ran away.  Thinking we got away with it.... 

 

Come to find out..

next morning...

 

She sees me with a big grin.... her husband was sitting at the computer watching us from the window do the whole thing...  they found us quite humorous.

 

Moral to the story...  You are always being watched.... Who's watching???  Well somebody is somewhere, I'm sure!

 

Will we ever get one up on my sister and her husband... Probably not they are pretty good at it, and I think they have been perfecting it for a long time ; )

 

 

 

 

Missing Dad

Missing Dad,

Dad I miss your humor, knowledge, voice, visits, knowing that if I needed something you would help me figure it out, and most of all I miss you.  It has almost been three months since your passing and the time goes quickly, but my heart has a sadness that hasn't been replaced.  Not sure if it ever will?  Thanks for being you!   Love you

Ps. Still looking after Poochie, just so you know we haven't forgotten him.

Putnam Reunion 2013

"Schooling"

I have really missed writing.  I like to express myself through writing and to keep a journal.  The days are moving by so quickly it's hard to keep up.  The summer feels like a blur and for it to be fall already is hard to swallow.  Here we are in the middle of September, and here is what, has been going on the last while.                                             First Day of School

 

Maddi is in 6th grade.  She rides the bus to Laketown.

 

Really her back pack is for REALS!

 

Olivia is in 2nd grade.

 

Danny is in 4th grade.

 

Olivia's teacher Mrs. Emily Weston

 

Danny's teacher Mr. Sulsar

 

Logan student teaching with Mr. Ward in 3rd grade.

 

Back in school and we are already 5 weeks into it.  The kids are adjusted to homework, early bedtime, piano and violin practicing.  Life has been good.

 

So proud of Logan, he is almost there...

 

as for me back in math and really trying to understand it.  Darn we can't all be good at math...

 

Thank goodness for schooling..

 

I found this saying on a board at Utah State, and I really liked it.

 

"I have never let my schooling interfere with my education."  Mark Twain

 

It is a good reminder for me.  Although my schooling has took longer than I would have liked it to. 

 

There was a lot of education that was going on during school.

Cape and Tights Anyone?

School started this week, and it's been a bit of an adjustment for all.  Early morning's ugh, homework, papers signed, money, tired kids and parents and trying to find that routine again, can be a bit challenging.  BUT...

 

and so I remember this baby and it makes me laugh!

 

Here is to a new year.. A new start... Learning things we haven't... Experiencing life in a new stage...

 

Now that sounds pretty exciting : )

 

I will let me anxieties float away...

 

AND

 

 

Here is to me carrying on (as my sister say's, "carry on")

 

Although secretly I wish for a cape and tights!! 

 

 

 

"Who will care for me when I am old?"

I love this man..

 

I have to give a shout out for Logan!!

 

He truly is my soul mate!

 

He builds me up and gives me hope!

 

and when I am feeling crazy : } he still loves me and is crazy with me...

 

The other night I dreamt that he died and I said to him (in my dream)

 you can't die and leave me to be a widow and fatherless.  I awoke and was so sad!  but I looked over and there he was sleeping and I felt grateful..

 

Mourning is quite a process.

 

I read a book my Mom lent me called The Gateway We Call Death by Russell M. Nelson

 

It is a great book!  I would recommend it!

 

Chapter 7 of the book is entitled When Adults Die. "The only length of life that seems to satisfy the longings of the human heart is life everlasting."

 

Nelson talking about his parents in their 90's his mother with a terminal illness and his father taking care of her says this.  "We learned from their example that true love is not a matter of moonlight and roses.  True love compassionately responds to the question, Who will care for me when I am old?"

 

I have pondered a lot on this...

 

I am grateful for moonlight and roses from Logan, but I am also grateful that he takes care of me. 

I hope that Logan and I can always care for one another...

Threw moonlight and roses!

 

 

 

Watching my parents I saw true love...

 

March 2013 Huntsman