

I am realizing that my kids are getting older. Therefore, I am getting older. I have never been scared or uncomfortable with that fact, it is a part of life. I am still not scared. (Yes, you have heard me complain about my wrinkles...I'm learning to accept them.) The one thing that worries me the most is not appreciating every moment with my kids. I am not sure why I have been extra tender about them this week. It may be the season with Thanksgiving and Christmas coming up, or it just may be that I am really grateful for all of the blessings I have been given lately. The Lord gives us trials for many reasons. For me, I believe he gives them to me solely to humble me.
-I constantly live in my own little world with my own little rules. Some examples of this are things that have to happen or I go crazy: Nothing can be on the counter tops, the house must be picked up before bedtime, there can not be 1 toy on the floor unless it is being played with, everything needs a scrub down all the time, even the soap bottles need cleaned. I could go on for hours with my list. My point is, I think that Heavenly Father's way of blessing me is making me not care about those things as much so I can spend more time with my kids. I am trying harder to get everything done while they are asleep or not here. That way, they don't get half of my attention. I think Jay is starting to need more one on one time. It is not always easy, but I notice such a difference when he does get it. He wants to have these "talks" all the time. I need to cherish those moments. What parent wouldn't love the fact that their children want to talk to them?
-I feel so grateful for the power of prayer. Nothing in the world feels better then knowing that we have a loving Heavenly Father we can turn to for anything. Even if we haven't gotten the answer yet, it feels good to know that we are not alone.
-I love the Temple and the covenants that are made there. I think about them constantly. It helps me in trying times to endure to the end. It is the place I feel closest to Heaven.
-Really I am just grateful for the Gospel in general. I feel my testimony growing everyday.I could literally write pages and pages on how grateful I am for the gospel.
-I feel eternally blessed to have found my true love. I knew how much I loved him then, but really I had no idea. It still amazes me that we make each other laugh, have our inside jokes and know exactly what each other are thinking with one look. The fact that we don't always agree on things or when we have completely different views, makes me love him more. Two imperfects make a perfect, right?
Well I could ramble on, but I'll keep my feelings semi-short. Got to get back to my kiddos...times a wasting.