I've been absent here...sorry about that. I got a very short email home from my Missionary this morning. It was 2 John 1:12 and that reads, "Having many things to write unto you, I would notwritewith paper and ink: but I trust to come unto you, and speak face to face, that our joy may be full." We see him in 34 hours, but who's counting....
Back in the day, I had a lot of things to talk about. Posts flowed out of me like diarrhea of the mouth...(that's a very talkative person if you didn't know). These days I'm feeling even more introverted. Things are going on, but I'm finding myself in a place where my thoughts have become bottled up. and I just can't seem to tip the writer's block and pour it out.
Life happens, things happen, there is stuff to blog about. But, I find myself wondering if anyone really cares about my every day mundane. Because it is my every day mundane, it is not mundane, but others might be like, eh...
So, as I get over myself and figure things out and try to uncork this bottle I have found myself stuck in, know that I am still here. Just a little eh...
For Mother's Day I got to FaceTime with this guy...So excited to see his face and talk to him...only 44 more days, but who's counting
I also received a letter this week from someone I don't even know. It was from a woman, a mama, in Sugar Hill, Georgia, that know my son. Such a sweet letter and so timely for mama's day...
Here it was it said,
"Hi my name is **** I am in the Sugar Hill Ward where your son is currently serving. As a mother who has an almost 18 year old son, I want to thank you for all you've done to help your son become who he is today. He has been helping my son with his Eagle Project for the last couple of weeks. Your son is sic a hard worker and is such a great example to my son of being a great missionary. Our son has gone out with him tracking and my husband and I appreciate what a fine young man you have raised. I felt inspired to write you this letter to thank you for your sacrifice of sharing your son with us. Sometimes being a mom is very hard but know this...you have raised a son who loves the Lord, his fellowman and knows the church is true."
And, that, my dear blogging friends, is a letter to be treasured always.
I totally meant to post this yesterday, but you know how things get...Life happens, we get busy. We are moms. KT took me out on Friday night and we saw Mom's Night Out. I totally loved this movie, totes, I really did. Not one swear word, it was funny and sweet and, yes, I may have shed a tear. Take a look at the trailer....
On another yet similar note, this is a really awesome youtube video honoring moms from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.
And, one more because I'm on a roll, here is a video Alex Boye' put together with Mom Bloggers United. It is a cover of Roar by Katy Perry honoring Moms.
Happy Mother's Day to all my blogging Mama's. Enjoy your special day.
Once upon a time, I was addicted to diet Cherry Coke. I loved it....I still do. But, I've made the conscious effort to give up soda...for the most part. I have allowed myself one per week. Maybe at some point I'll be ready to give that up completely, too. I feel like giving myself an A for effort, though. When I learned that Diet caused the same insulin response as full sugar, I switched to the full sugar for my once a week and a little less chemicals.
I have been pushing to drink tons of water, but sometimes that can get boring. Some things I have found that are a bit less caustic than soda are the Mio flavor enhancers. When the meal just requires a soda, like pizza or tacos, then I have splurged on Zevia brand soda. It is found in the natural foods section and is sweetened with Stevia, a plant based, natural sweetener that does not cause an insulin response.
Here is an interesting article on Water vs Coke. It really is a no brainer, but sometimes I have to see it in writing for me to really internalize what that soda is doing to me.
I know I'm not perfect, but these little baby steps are pointing me in the right direction.
You know I have been working on being brave this year...doing things that are out of my comfort zone. This past week Ladybug went to San Francisco with her high school choir group, and I freaking had to be brave. It's not like we have never been apart. She has gone on trips with her grandparents and girl's camp without me...but this is California! And not just a few hours drive...She is my baby, and this was so dang hard.
She was so good about texting or calling at least once a day to check in. She got to do so many fun things and sing in some amazing cathedrals. This was good for her, and it was good for me. I usually don't like being brave, and this is one of those times. I sure missed this kid.
These past two weeks have been kind of interesting. One of my favorite missionary Companions passed away, really one of my best friends. I had a week of hearing from members in old areas, missionaries telling me again, and it just kept coming up. It weighed heavy for a while, but I know Christ lives and I know we will all live again.
It has just been a contrasting week. John, an investigator we have, has been doing so great and we have had so many spiritual experiences this week with him. Last Sunday he skipped work and got fired because he wanted to be able to come to church. He is just such a sincere guy. But, sadly, he couldn't make it this week because his new job called him in and he said he didn't want to lose another one right away. He shouldn't have to work Sundays usually. He is super elect!
I think with watching John change through Christ and hearing about Elder Loertscher's death that my testimony of Christ has really been strengthened these past couple weeks. I know my Savior lives, I know guilt and regret can be changed, and I now know death shall have no sting. I'm am so grateful for this gospel! As we all should be!
A few weeks ago I talked about how Something Just has to Click in order to become successful in the healthy living quest. Back when I was still struggling with consistency, my husband mentioned "You just have to decide what's most important." I was a little put off at first. Of course, healthy eating and working out was important to me. I work part time, come home eat lunch, read my scriptures, do laundry, house cleaning, errands and other things important to home management. Sometimes my work out got shuffled to the back burner.
So, I heeded my husbands advice and decided what was most important. I have been getting up at 5:00 am to go to the gym. With exactly 45 minutes to work out before I need to head home to get ready for work, I can get in some strength moves and a 25 to 30 minute run. Working out is now literally coming first. It feels good and a great way to start the day. The only drawback? I'm ready for bed by 8:30.