If you've read some of my blogs before, you know that I enjoy reading from postsecret.com about post cards that people send in to a man expressing their thoughts. There is a variety of feelings ranging from happy to sad thoughts. It had been a while since I'd checked in and this one really made me stop and think and I thought it worthwhile enough to share.Wouldn't it be nice if everyone could echo the same thought as on this card? Don't we all want to have lived a wonderful life and got everything we wished for? All in all I can say I'd have to agree with the card. Though there have been trying times in my life - divorce, loss of jobs, really bad mistakes, even every day living sometimes, isn't it nice that life doesn't stay crappy all the time? Isn't it nice to find out that one can weather the storm and come out on the good side? That sometimes if the crappy things in life didn't occur, then the great things couldn't and wouldn't have happened?If I were to die tonight, I would know that for at least the last couple of months I have been rewarded by my Heavenly Father for all the trials of the last few years. Could I say that I was happy now? Yes, I'm happy, but it's much more than that...it's contentment, it's a peacefulness I've not had maybe ever in my life. No, life is not perfect here, but it's so much more than I'd have hoped for.And, I know I have the love of family and friends and a most wonderful husband. I know that I can count on them for support, encouragement and true love as I've always been able to do. My parents always loved me no matter what embarrassment or pain I may have caused them. I know that Corey still loves his mother, that Nikki has grown to love me as I genuinely love here and that I have been blessed with a wonderful grandson who will one day think his Grandma Carol is someone he wants to spend time with and grow to love.Lucky me!
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast and you'll eventually lose someone you love.So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.
Don't be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.
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ith all the recent births, birthdays and anniversaries, this cartoon seems quite appropriate.
As you may know, every Sunday morning I have to drop Joe off at the chapel by 7:00 a.m. for his bishopric meeting. I then go on to Mom and Dad's house and spend time with them until it's time to go to church. I have become their Sunday morning chauffeur to church. It's a very wonderful and restful time for me. Usually I show up at their house dressed like some reject bag lady wearing some old dress, old thrown on shoes, hair in rollers, etc. I always offer a silent prayer that we're not in some type of accident on the way to the chapel and always make sure there is plenty of gas in the car so that running out of gas is not an option. Most mornings, I may stretch out on their couch for some more sleep. However, this morning I had the opportunity to spend some time with Dad showing him how to set up his new blog and then we spent some time "spying" on other bloggers and their bloggings. We've come to the conclusion there are some really strange people on the internet. But, every once in awhile we'd run across some very poignant blog written by someone talking about someone special in their life or memories that they remember. Isn't that why we write them...so someone we love can smile or shed a few tears or nod their head when they read something we write? They can say "Wow, I'd forgotten all about that" or "wow, I never knew that before"?Anyway, after looking at the blogs this morning, it definitely gave me a chance to pause and reflect on my life in the last couple of weeks. There have been so many highs and lows with a very minimal amount of "normalcy". To illustrate this here goes...The anticipation and excitement of our trip to Utah. The arduous travel getting there...changed flights...stopover in Nashville...l-o-n-g layover in Chicago...late arrival in Salt Lake and finally making it to our motel room at 1:30 a.m. after having to swap rental cars and then driving almost an hour south of Salt Lake...Corey popping into our hotel room that morning and seeing him for the first time since November...later on that morning getting to see my favorite daughter-in-law. Nikki, (remember, my only one) and most exciting and wonderful of all - meeting my new grandson, Derek! What an experience that was. More on that later as that warrants a whole blog by itself. Continuing on...seeing and playing in falling snow...Mongolian Barbecue...taking Mom to Salt Lake City...seeing the Joseph Smith movie again...touring Temple Square...eating at Pei Wei...being sealed in the Mt. Timpanogas temple...Nikki being my escort, Corey being Joe's...quiet time together for Joe and me...seeing old friends - Stan Clark, Melissa Nickle, Doug Carlson (and Erin), Sam Robinson (and Kris)...lunch together at Wings...Derek's blessing on Sunday...luncheon afterwards...excursion in the snowy mountains with Ally, Joe and Corey...Nikki's enchiladas!!!...reading emails and discovering Missy was being brought home from Emory...Cabela's...looking for gifts for people back home...babysitting for Derek for a few hours...dinner with Nikki, Corey and Derek and Mom and Joe...back to the motel to pack every one's suitcases...driving to Corey and Nikki's home for one last kiss for Derek, one last hug from Nikki and one last hug and kiss from Corey...drive to the airport....boarding on time...de-icing the plane because of falling snow...stopover in Denver - 80 degree weather...15 minute changeover in Nashville...running, running, running to catch flight...made it! Crew had saved three seats in front that was perfect! Uneventful flight to Jacksonville...last flight in...barely got to pick up luggage...lucky to have reserved room at hotel or we would have had none...breakfast at Denny's at 1:00 in the morning...slept in until last possible moment and finally arrived back home Wednesday evening. Back to work...saw Missy for the last time...Don put in hospital to have open heart surgery...Johnny put in the hospital with mild stroke...Missy died ...her visitation with Amy, Jerry and Shirley...Missy's funeral...news about Michael Kemp. I've tried to think of how to end this blog, but can't come up with anything witty or earth-shattering so I'll leave that up to you. Some accompanying pictures are below. Just click on the link and if you place your cursor at the top left hand side on "original size", the slide show will start. Isn't that wonderful?!http://www.slide.com/r/Ooo1WG395D9_Hau3763QLZBCRYKp2HkD?previous_view=mscd_embedded_url&view=original
If you've read some of my blogs before, you know that I enjoy reading from postsecret.com about post cards that people send in to a man expressing their thoughts. There is a variety of feelings ranging from happy to sad thoughts. It had been a while since I'd checked in and this one really made me stop and think and I thought it worthwhile enough to share.
