There are so many things I should be posting. Soccer games, dance class, football games, picnics at the park. But I do not have enough minutes in the day. And my mind is clouded with thoughts. It is October. So in my free time (haha) I am reading this. It makes me think of other things (thanks for recommending it my friend)

As I mourn the loss of someone's loved one, I can't help but reflect on my loss. I remember the viewing. It felt like an out of body experience. Why were these people acting as if my sister was non existent in the room. I did not want to catch up with them or talk about the weather. I just wanted to feel my sister's presence in the room, in the conversation. Because the next morning would be the last time I would be next to her until we meet again. Time does not stop for me, I must keep living. So many questions in my mind. But those questions must wait. For now I must focus on the right questions. What am I to learn from this experience to better myself and help others? How can I preserve and continue her legacy? My heart is full today of grief and love. May we all press forward with time, with memories in our hearts and one forever goal in our stride.

The impact trickles down, and is never ending. But the love is always strong and binding.

Doodles of a five yr old

I like to check my daughter's paperwork as any parent would. But my favorite part is when I flip it out to find her daily doodle. I asked her who Hayden was. Maybe a girl who plays with her on the playground? No, it is a boy who went to Disneyland. Her dad is on watch out mode. All it takes is Disneyland to spark her interest haha.

I did it. I survived. Because if the Lord qualifies me then that is all there is to it. It may have been uncomfortable, but I just did it. Phew. Now to stress over my next lesson. . . Things I learned this week. Never assume that you will get the answer you expect to get. .scriptures on electronics may have a mind of their own... Writing on the board gives me heebie jeebies.. . I need to learn how to talk about myself and feelings. . Phew. This is a challenge.

Because my hobby is what they tell me it is

 She played! In her sandals and pink socks. I love how girly she is, playing with her hair and making sure you are watching her every move or she stops dead in her steps.

Got my calling in our new ward. Gospel Doctrine Teacher. I am freaking out. . . . .