Three Words

There are three words that make me tear up every time I hear them. At least from one special person.

Momma.

As you might now, mom has difficulty speaking sometimes. Her MS has affected her cognitively and gives her a hard time saying and coming up with words.

Last night, as I was hugging and kissing her goodnight, I said "I love you" like I always do, and she said it back. She didn't know how much it meant to me, but I almost cried because it's been a long time since I've heard that from her. Sometimes you just need a little validation put behind actions. I believe words are powerful, very powerful. I'm so happy I still have the opportunity to have sweet little moments like these.

A Little Too Close To Home

Three loud pops echo in my ears, and immediately I know. I know they are gunshots, and I know it's not safe.

Until yesterday, I had never heard gunshots in Ogden, I'd never felt endangered in my own neighborhood, and I'd never imagined something like this would happen so close to home. But that was yesterday, and today is a new day. I woke this morning more frightened and troubled about the events that had unfolded just a mere two and a half blocks from where I live, and my sense of security had severely been broken.

Police have taped off the road that I have walked a thousand times. My church parking lot is filled with squad cars and white flags - flags that serve as reminders of the events that transpired yesterday. They have barricaded the road that I use as my main throughfare every single day. They fight to preserve our safety and our freedom, and I remained indebted to them for their service.

Please, take a moment to remember what those "boys in blue" really do. They risk and give their lives for your safety, they fight to give justice for all.

May the Lord bless all who have been affected by this tradgedy. May the Lord bless Ogden.

What I learned in 2011...

Just one short year ago, I was shocked that 2010 was over and 2011 had begun. Now, 365 days later, I sit here a stronger, wiser, more mature young woman, with the knowledge and experience to know that life goes on. Pain is inevitable, but misery is optional. The moments that grief and sorrow overcome you and make you fall to your knees are the moments when you need to be there most. God will bless you for your faith, and every time you strive to follow Him, a blessing will come your way. A smile goes a long way. Share one. Tears are like rain, they wash away the stains from our souls, and leave a clean, refreshed person. Don't be afraid to cry. Cry in fear, cry in pain, cry in triumph and cry in joy. Cherish special moments with those that you love. Slow down, relax, and laugh when things don't go as planned, because believe it or not, it IS according to plan. HIS plan. Smile, and remember... YOU are beautiful, and YOU are loved.