A Hero to Me...

I have been meaning to write about this dear friend of mine...
There are so many people I look up to in this life. Becky is definitely one of them.

She is a survivor of Leukemia. It has been two and a half years since she was diagnosed and now she is a survivor!
She is one of my heroes!
There was a 5k done in her behalf two years ago and now she is paying it forward.
This picture was taken in Provo canyon after the 5k race she put together for a friend of hers who is battling leukemia now. I love the changing fall leaves in the background!

She is quite the lady, always recognizing others for their fights of life.
Thanks for being who you are Beck!
Now if I could just meet Nie Nie. She is another of my heroes!

For Grandmas...

Joey Looked so handsome for church.

He was able to wear a shirt and tie hand-me-down from David.

I had to take the picture.

Then of course if I was going to take one of Joey...
I had to take one of my Handsome David as well!

Growing up...

I feel like I am growing up.

I had one kids parent teacher conference two weeks ago and then the other kids back to school night last week. I take one kid to school, then the other and then I take myself to school. Most days Dave does the kid watching, but when I can, I Love to help!

Here is Joey on his first day of Preschool.
We had this Elmo back pack for him from last year when his brother started kindergarten, he had to have a back pack too.

He may not look very excited here. This is because he wanted to go to preschool RIGHT after he woke up. He did not want to wait 30 minutes. We got his out clothes the night before so when he woke up he had himself dressed in less than 3 minutes and wanted to GO. When I told him he needed to eat he seemed VERY disappointed!

This is how I love to see them. At night sleeping so peaceful. I get to remember the days before the talking back and having a mind of their own. Though it can be trying at times, I appreciate them thinking and acting for themselves. They are both such great independent little boys.

I enjoy watching them learn and grow!

I am working with adults who have addictions, or what is better known as the disease of alcoholism, or chemical dependence.
This is a job I enjoy, however I feel like a grown-up, or atleast a kid pretending to be a grown up "therapist". This is definitely something I have dreamed of since my youth. I am happy it is happening it just feels a little surreal.
Another reason I have been feeling grown up is because my husband and I both voted in our city mayor primaries. (isn't that what old people do?) We have voted before, I have felt I have had a lot of adult experiences more recently though. I feel like a "real" mom now that my kids are growing up... I can't imagine how being a Gram feels. I am definitely feeling grown up.
I like it, yet I also like being a kid with my kids and my best friends.
Sorry if this sounds like a scattered mess, at least my words match my life right now!

"Y"? We did it !

For FHE tonight we decided to attempt the Y hike...

Here are the boys at the beginning of the trail...

Resting at a rest point. Check out that view! We wondered if we'd all make it...

We made it to the top of the Y!

Joey is 4 and he made it the whole way without any complaints. He's Tough!!

Awww, so cute! I wore the wrong colors, but oh well.

David wanted to pose here on the way down. He's so handsome!

Here they are at the finish. The camera battery died right after this photo.

I had fun! The trail was easy, but the mountain was steep.
It was great exercise and a nice way to spend time together as a family.
David was asking why we were doing this for FHE, and Dave said "good question". My answer was because we live in Provo so we must hike the Y! I am glad we did it. I would love to do it again, however I may not get my family to join me. Joey said he would do it again. It was a good experience for all.
I bet it is a gorgeous hike as the leaves start changing in the Fall.

Post number 100

Well I am feeling like I should have some amazing thing to say for post number 100, but I am not sure I do. I am back to the books and school. I'll save that for another post though.
What I have to say now is amazing to me, I am just not sure about you.

Here are some of my recent thoughts...
I have been learning something personal. It is that we are SAVED by GRACE, after all we can do. I already knew this but have been learning it with a little twist.
I am constantly worrying about if I am doing enough or if I am doing things the "right" way.
I want to go to heaven when I die and live with God and His Son Jesus Christ.
So I worry a lot about if I am going to be good enough.
Do I know enough?
Am I using what I know to the best of my abilities?
Am I living up to my potential?
Am I sharing what I have and what I know/believe enough?
Am I doing what Heavenly Father wants me to, so that I can go to Heaven?
Well the answer is, I don't know.
And frankly, I don't know if it matters.
God knows my heart. Jesus Christ died for Me.
(I am getting tears)
I believe that after all is said and done, the thing that matters most is our relationship with Jesus Christ.
He is our mediator with the Father, the Ultimate judge.
Jesus Christ paid the price for my sins. He paid for my weaknesses and shortcomings. I can be whole through him!
I think how it goes when we die is, we go to Jesus and he takes us to the Father. Or we go to the Father to be judged and he is about to rule us unworthy of Celestial glory and then Jesus Christ steps in and says, "this is my friend, "Dad", I paid the price for her(or him). Please let them in".
Are we a friend to Jesus?
Do we have a relationship with him? What kind of a relationship is it? Do we use the atonement and ask forgiveness of our sins?
He already suffered for us. Are we going to let it be in vain?
I hope how I have said this is not blasphemous. I hope if you are reading this you felt my heart and not just words. I know I still have so much to learn.
I hope this all makes sense.
I am thankful for Jesus Christ. I am thankful for the gospel that teaches me, or helps me remember what I once knew before I was born. I am thankful to know that through Jesus Christ I can be saved. I still need to do all I can do, but I don't think I need to worry about it so much. I feel the focus needs to be more on my relationship with Jesus Christ, our Savior, than on whether or not I am doing EVERYTHING Perfect. I am going to do my best to do what I believe is right, constantly asking for divine help. And then I am going to leave the rest up to my brother, friend, savior, and exemplar, Jesus Christ.
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