Sunday, April 24, 2011

Life Changers


On Friday we were fortunate to attend Chelsey's graduation at BYU. She is a bright STAR and graduated Summa Cum Laude. (We're always so glad to get those good genetic infusions into our family) It was a fun day. Her future is a sweet and ripe fruit waiting to be picked off the tree. BYU graduation day is also a day that makes me think back to my own graduation.
When you are a college student, the sky is the limit! You think nothing is impossible and that you will make a significant contribution and be important and famous someday. Maybe you will write a novel, invent a gismo that will change the world, or become a famous artist/politician/celebrity/scientist/General Authority. You are an important somebody and will be even a more important somebody someday! And it is good to think that way.
But actually, President Hinckley understood it the best when he said, “Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he has been robbed. The fact is that most putts don’t drop, most beef is tough, most children grow up to be just ordinary people, most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration, and most jobs are more often dull than otherwise. Life is just like an old time rail journey … delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.”
Graduation day reminds me of that. I turned out to just be an ordinary person after all. I'm not famous, I didn't write a book, I don't use math very much, and some days my kids don't even like me. Graduation reminds me of lost dreams and makes me a little wistful at times. But graduation also reminds me of the full life Heavenly Father has given me, blessings more numerous than I ever hoped for. Joys more joyful than I imagined. Graduation day reminds me to thank Him for letting me have the ride of my life.
Congratulations Chelsey! Good luck on figuring it all out!

Monday, April 18, 2011

A Letter to my Mouth

Dear Mouth,
Why do you always tell me to put potato chips in you? Why can't you ever be a healthy mouth and ask me for apples and carrots when you are hungry? Why do you always YELL at me when we are at the grocery store, "GO DOWN THE CHIP AISLE. STOP!!! GET KETTLE CHIPS!" When we are traveling why do you always make me stop at Walkers and get a caramel popcorn ball and chips? Don't you think I can stay awake without them? Why do you think everything is better with chips, especially ice cream?
You are so bossy! I am tired of you being the boss. Miss Bum says you are making her embarrassed at how big she is getting. Miss Waist is disappearing because of you!
Enough! Get a grip and button your lip! You can no longer be so loud and impatient. You may want chips every day, but from now on, keep it to yourself!

Sunday, April 10, 2011

The Longest Days

The days that drag by the most slowly for me are the days waiting and anticipating a letter from our missionary children. Even though we barely saw them, it seemed like the longest time ever before we got that first letter from the MTC. When Chris flew out to Mexico, it was close to six weeks before we heard anything from him because his mail went through the pouch mail system of the Church. It was an anxious time. I was always grateful for mission presidents and their wives who quickly wrote, emailed, or even one time called us to say that our missionary arrived safely. I was so grateful. And although I have driven through Provo three times since dropping Kaitlin off at the MTC and have looked up at the spire of the temple and knew she was living right below it, we haven't received a letter yet and it makes me ANXIOUS.
In this day and age of instant communication through cell phones and texting, I knew it would be a big adjustment for Kaitlin to leave it behind as she began her mission. I just didn't realize I would have such a hard adjustment of not being able to call or text her. Can't wait for that first letter!


The last look as Kaitlin enters the MTC escorted by her missionary greeters

Friday, April 1, 2011

A Sure Sign of Spring


It's 73 warm degrees outside and after a cold, gray winter, it is a very welcome day. Kaitlin and I were running errands to get ready for her mission. We were enjoying the sun so much that we decided it was time to get our first slush of the season (and her last before the MTC). Pina Colada for me, and Tiger's Blood for her. And ice cream on top. And we drove home slurping them with the windows down. What could be better?

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