A Little Inspiration

Sometimes, I need to put my attitude in check. I have complained too much about things we are going through, when they are so short term. The trials I am having right now aren't so much "problems" as they are "technical difficulties." Yes, B is far away for the moment...but he's coming home. Yes, my body is having some problems, but they can be fixed.

These people inspire me. Their strength, faith, and spirits are amazing. They have endured things I cannot even begin to fathom. To say they inspire is not an adequate enough term for them.

Today, my inspiration is Natalie Call.

Natalie is childhood friend. Last July, she and her husband were dealt an unimaginable blow. They lost their unborn child, Branson, ONE DAY before he was to be born. Her story, her strength, and her clairty of life brings me to tears.

Waiting

I have hit the proverbial wall.

I'm not even allowed to climb over it.

Yet.

I have to sit here and wait.

And wait.

Wait.

Until they tell me its ok.

Climb away.

But for now, its patience, they say.

And could I just "stand there and hold up

this wall?"

This proverbial wall.

What You Really Need Is.....

It's not surprising that some of the kids we get at here at Detention School have chosen to follow, worship, practice, lust after, or commune with various different celebrities, idols, or religions. Some are unequivocally devoted to Tupac or ICP, others pray to different Saints, and other's choose the more magical side of the occult.

Today, during math class, we were making "star graphs." We gave the kids the option to create any kind of star they wanted, so not surprisingly, a few religious symbols appeared. A few made the Star of David, a few did a nautical star....our token Wiccan witch, of course, made a pentagram. Thus ensued a rather boisterous argument over religion and the evils of Christian church's among the entire class.

I was sitting in the back helping a quiet boy who communicates mostly through a series of loud breaths. As the argument escalated, he lifted his head, huffed very loudly, turned to me and said, "These people need Jesus!" And immediately turned back to his own star.

Well, if that wasn't a loaded sentence....

Water For Elephants

This novel is gorgeous.



It's been on my "To Read" list for a couple of years now and I can't belive that it took me this long to get to it.

I'm not sure what it was about this book that struck me so much. The language is gorgeous, the story unique, the characters are complicated and not so easy to love or hate. Maybe a little of everything...

Actually, no.....it was the ending.

Hands down, "Water For Elephants" had the best ending I have ever read. Not the Nicholas Sparks "The Notebook" kind of ending. It was different, but somehow still tender and unexpected, but so very right.

Love, love, love it.

Ode to Nichelle

Oh, Shelf...
Without question
You are one of
My favorite sisters
That I am not actually
Related to.

Oh, how...

I love...

this boy.

Merry Chrstimas!

Send your own ElfYourself eCards

3316 Miles

In the last nine days, I traveled 3316 miles, did a session at the San Diego temple, wedding shopped, ate an 18 dollar tomato, had a migraine, shopped a lot, drank a frozen drink in the frozen rain, went to a bachelorette party, then to the wedding, kissed my husband, drove through the night, saw another doctor, had things diagnosed, cried some sad tears...and then some happy ones, kissed my husband, made some food, ate a feast, sang some songs, chased some kids, confided in sister-in-laws, attempted Black Friday, kissed my husband, went to a hockey game, witnessed a fight, then witnessed another fight, got scared, kissed my husband, played some games, laughed to the point of tears, read a book, drove some more, kissed my husband goodbye, cried a little more, and drove home to Colorado.

I'm just a wee bit tired.