Tag: holidays

I Arise

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I looked up the history of St. Patrick today. I wanted to learn more about the man we celebrate every year.

Among the things I learned, I ran across St. Patrick’s Breastplate. It’s a prayer. A beautiful prayer.

I love that it’s called a breastplate. The idea that our prayers are armor for us.

In the prayer, he repeats, “I arise today…”

Those words are poignant to me.

There are days that staying bed seems easier.

That getting out and facing the pain seems like too much.

But, I arise.

Everyday.

I arise.

And in the breastplate prayer, he details the ways he is given help.

“I arise today, through
The strength of heaven,
The light of the sun,
The radiance of the moon,
The splendor of fire,
The speed of lightning,
The swiftness of wind,
The depth of the sea,
The stability of the earth,
The firmness of rock.

I arise today, through
God’s strength to pilot me,
God’s might to uphold me,
God’s wisdom to guide me,
God’s eye to look before me,
God’s ear to hear me,
God’s word to speak for me,
God’s hand to guard me,
God’s shield to protect me.”

I have felt that.

I have felt my prayers and the prayers of others lift me. Guide me. Get me through days that were too painful to get through.

I’ve been inspired on how to help my boys.

I’m grateful that even during the times of my deepest despair, I have never felt utterly and completely alone.

Prayers and armor.

I think the two go hand in hand.

What Started It All

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Happy Valentine’s Day to you all.

I thought it be fun to share the beginnings of our family. And since I’m writing it, it’s my side of the story. Haha!

Lance and I were up at Northern Arizona University in the Fall of 1999. He was starting his masters in mathematics and I was a freshman.

We met at a pick up volleyball game one night. I wouldn’t say it was love at first sight for either of us. But when we’d go to our church building in the weeks to come, we’d bump into each other quite a bit.

Our true romance happened at the math building. We’re nerds!

I had an early morning class and Lance taught an early morning class. Not the same class! After my class I’d sit in the foyer and wait for my roommate to finish up her class. Lance and I would sit and talk everyday day that I was there.

It wasn’t long until we were on our first date. We went repelling as a little group. After we were done he said let’s go see a movie tonight.

And that was it.

There hasn’t been a day since that we haven’t talked to each other.

We met in August, got engaged in October, and got married January 7th.

It was a whirlwind.

Now, we’re 19 years into our romance.

We’re not quite the youngens from the pictures above anymore.

Sometimes when I look at pictures like these I think, oh guys, you have no idea what’s coming.

Love, happiness.

Grief, pain.

If you didn’t have one set, you wouldn’t understand or appreciate the other.

When we got married, we didn’t have a song. So we told the DJ just go ahead and pick one for us. Surprise us!

Big mistake. It was an awful Whitney Houston song. (Yeah, I didn’t know one of those existed either.)

A couple years later, we did decide on our song. Fools Rush In by Elvis Presley.

“Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can’t help falling in love with you.”

Share love today. Give big hugs. Tell those close to you that you love them.

Today, doesn’t just have to be about chocolates and flowers.

Make it about loving those around you.

But chocolate never hurts.

Love you all! *big virtual hugs*

Anniversary

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Today, Lance and I have been married for 19 years.

Marriage is fun.

Marriage is hard.

Marriage gave me an amazing partner for life.

Marriage has given me a partner to fight with for the rest of my life.

Marriage has taught me love.

Forgiveness.

Understanding.

Patience.

Gratitude.

Our marriage brought us four incredible children.

These 19 years haven’t been smooth sailing.

Life hasn’t turned out the way we thought it would 19 years ago when we said yes.

But I’m a better person today because of Lance.

I’m grateful everyday that Heavenly Father put Lance in my path.

I can’t imagine getting through this new life without him.

Love you, babe.

Rory’s Birthday Service Project

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Holidays are hard.

Starting with Halloween, there are a lot of days Lance and I would rather stay in bed.

Our “holiday season” ends February 6th with Rory’s birthday.

Last year, leading up to her birthday is when my sleeping and emotional state hit an all time low.

The one thing that kept me sane was our children’s hospital service projects.

So we’re doing another service project this year!

We’re doing something that was near and dear to Rory’s heart.

ANIMALS!

She loved them all! (Except roosters.)

We’re going to be collecting items for our local animal shelter. And we’d LOVE your help. Here are some examples of things they’re in need of:

  • Fleece blankets and towels (used or new)
  • Wet cat food or broth for sick cats
  • Cat and dog toys
  • Soft cat and dog treats
  • Canned dog and cat food
  • Newspaper
  • Disinfectant wipes
  • Paper towels
  • Bleach
  • Trash bags (kitchen and liner trash bags)
  • Sponges
  • Anti-Bacterial dish soap
  • Latex gloves (Large, medium & small)
  • Q-Tips
  • Rubbing alcohol
  • Band Aids (all sizes)
  • Distilled Water
  • Medical tape
  • Ink Pens (Blue/Black)
  • Duct Tape
  • Tape
  • Batteries (AAA, AA and 9V)
  • Copier Paper
  • Scissors
  • Staplers
  • Highlighters
  • Sharpies (all colors)
  • Paper Clips
  • Rubber Band

    • Message or email me for my contact information.

    Thank you for helping us celebrate her birthday!

    This Time With Purpose

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    Last year. And 2016– the progression of taking a picture with my kiddos. Rory was always doing something.

    The last holiday season we put our heads down and plowed through. Thanksgiving was a week and a half after Rory passed. Then a couple weeks after that we moved across town. A couple weeks after that was Christmas. My birthday. New Year’s. Dax’s birthday. Rory’s birthday.

    It all happened fast. And we just got through it. There wasn’t a lot of thought or intention in our celebrating.

    This year there is.

    I made rolls and pumpkin pie, and other traditional Thanksgiving feast items.

    We’re talking about getting our Christmas decorations out.

    I’m planning and buying Christmas gifts.

    We’re settling in and trying to prepare for a Christmas season.

    One where we celebrate on purpose.

    With purpose.

    As we’re coming to grips and actually living this new life, I’ve realized how much this purpose means to us. More than before.

    Christ.

    All our hope lies in Jesus Christ.

    He was born. The Son of God.

    He died.

    But lived again.

    Lives still.

    This Christmas season will be harder than the last. But this year, we’ll give more thanks.

    This year, we’ll live with more purpose.

    For her.

    Because of Him.