tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66005611093677772112024-02-18T23:03:46.051-08:00Walking with GratitudeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6600561109367777211.post-53729983682211470982012-05-24T23:07:00.000-07:002012-05-24T23:07:16.371-07:00forever families<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have not posted for almost a year. Yikes! In the past year I have had PLENTY To be grateful for, including the birth of our first baby, Mia. She was born Feb. 29th, 2012. </div>
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Today I am grateful for forever families. I am grateful for the Gospel I live and the fact that I know I will live with my family forever. </div>
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I am grateful that I am sealed to my kids (well, I only have one child so far, but hopefully there will be more to come.) I can't believe how much I love this little girl. She has changed my life forever, and I love how happy she makes me. I am grateful for her smiles, and for the opportunity I have to stay at home with her. </div>
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I am grateful for this man who made having our little family possible. I am grateful for the wonderful father he is! I am also grateful for the amazing husband he is to me. I would not want to be sealed to any other man but him! </div>
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I am grateful for choosing to be sealed in the temple for time and all eternity so that our family can stay together in the after life. I love my little family, and can't wait to see where life takes us. </div>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am grateful for new bloggy bff's. I made one today! Her name is Alexis.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgFwNrEgvtf_cJzPBz1sFI-UVUmd6ups5YDXMdzvS5grnyBY0REhfGlMNC5SD2s29h71WJmohk5u66LIt_1n_ReUtGTvM7CWaBcor5v4Gh0LJw0snJw1YFZ-X8EaZXyU9c1DzXFb77I2w/s1600/brid4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgFwNrEgvtf_cJzPBz1sFI-UVUmd6ups5YDXMdzvS5grnyBY0REhfGlMNC5SD2s29h71WJmohk5u66LIt_1n_ReUtGTvM7CWaBcor5v4Gh0LJw0snJw1YFZ-X8EaZXyU9c1DzXFb77I2w/s320/brid4.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">She lives in mesa AZ and we met on a facebook group called 'facebook friends that blog'. we have a mutual friend who set up the group for a few of us and it's helped me meet some new friends! We got emailing and realized we have a ton in common. We have gone through a lot of the same trials and really clicked. shes my newest bloggy bff, and you should go follow her blog. i'm grateful for new friends, and people who are put in our path not by accident. love it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">what are you grateful for?</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6600561109367777211.post-6958063911101010502011-04-21T08:16:00.000-07:002011-04-21T08:16:48.276-07:00Sara Bareilles<div style="text-align: center;">I have to say that my most favorite singer is the talented Sara Bareilles. Shes amazing. Her voice is so soothing, and her range is incredible! I admit that I know almost every single one of her songs word by word. I also listen to her every single day, at least once. Her words are profound, her creativity is amazing, and her piano skills are MAD. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I love mine. It's so wonderful. I remember the day I got it. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The day was December 10, 2006. I had just turned 18 8 days earlier. I was going through a hard time with some major health issues and that is really when my depression started. I remember taking my mom and dad and being very emotional. I remember hearing those words as if it was God himself telling me to my face. I knew he was the one giving the words to my patriarch and it inspired me so much. I remember feeling like "Ok, I can do this!" after my blessing. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I don't read it as often as I should, but I always feel better after I do. Each time I read it, I gain something new. Or, understand something deeper. I will share 2 sentences, that I feel are OK to share. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"You will frequently be called upon to perform and to serve others. Because you will have decided to perfect yourself and your talents and to put in enough time to be a servant of Heavenly Father, others will be uplifted by you." Well, I hope that is the case! I hope I am uplifting others when I write on my blog. In fact, I am grateful for those who comment and send emails because many people have sent love and told me they were inspired by me. That makes all this blogging feel worth it. I am grateful for blogging too- because it has brought me closer to those around me and helped me share my feelings. </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I received this email a while ago that truly made my day: </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">"Gillian,</div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> I know we don't really know each other all that well. I have briefly met you here and there, as well as heard your name a lot. I know a little bit about you, but I doubt you don't know me at all. But I just wanted to let you know that, yes I have been blog stalking you. BUT, as I read your blogs I can't help to think what an amazing and inspiring girl you are. I can't help but to be a little jealous. Any ways I just wanted to let you know that as I read your blog I can definitely see the great faith and spirit you have, seeing you work through your trials and hardships really helps me to want to be a better person and to be able to have such great faith and testimony that you do. </div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I don't expect a response or anything, Just wanted to let you know that I think you are an amazing girl and I admire you very much. Keep up it up! Thanks for all your uplifting and fun posts!"</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I remember reading that a few times and thinking, ME? I'm inspiring? I'm just writing how I feel! But, I really do appreciate when people share with me their feelings and thoughts. I like to know I am helping others a little. I am grateful for nice people who support me and love me. I am grateful for lots of things today.</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> In my patriarchal blessing it also says that Satan would try to keep me from feeling true gratitude for my many blessings. Well, that's not gonna happen! Because I am TRULY grateful for life and for that blessing I read once again last night to remind me who I am. </div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6600561109367777211.post-1655158037134569142011-03-08T21:28:00.000-08:002011-03-08T21:29:23.432-08:00new clothes<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">today, I am grateful for new clothes. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Pants, $20</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Tank Top, $4</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Shirt, $4.99</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vmpDg6vas-rpjRtc_bAgmubRdwVoUDPz7i9KicltsjYQ94Gg2YYi4pFZ2b-8geN1AuSqb2iQYNQfUNUmF1SnReALr9mpkOLLIzLopg9KoYTsQRLyp3YNjj3NZEZP6C8Fq-o7FuBIw4w/s1600/IMG_4724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vmpDg6vas-rpjRtc_bAgmubRdwVoUDPz7i9KicltsjYQ94Gg2YYi4pFZ2b-8geN1AuSqb2iQYNQfUNUmF1SnReALr9mpkOLLIzLopg9KoYTsQRLyp3YNjj3NZEZP6C8Fq-o7FuBIw4w/s320/IMG_4724.JPG" width="240" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And, I am grateful for COMFY shoes! I got my shoes at payless a few months ago. Best decision ever! I wear them every single day. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am grateful for skinny jeans too, because they make me look skinny. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Nt9ZEVOHyih_3M1_PkYQ2hATzq8BNjx28cWDFM01wlFOOQapkHjM3vJ0N9w2ioav4ZGkksIABv0DwLumewKUokyM-YATUwWY8Ipu4jJAGDRKYlrf93f2K9zOkgWWL2DtfYSExkiKwfo/s1600/IMG_4717hh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Nt9ZEVOHyih_3M1_PkYQ2hATzq8BNjx28cWDFM01wlFOOQapkHjM3vJ0N9w2ioav4ZGkksIABv0DwLumewKUokyM-YATUwWY8Ipu4jJAGDRKYlrf93f2K9zOkgWWL2DtfYSExkiKwfo/s320/IMG_4717hh.jpg" width="95" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">peace out girl scout. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I am sitting here at work (The Utah School of Music and Dance) and listening to students play their guitar with Scott Miller- the director and owner of the school. He's so very talented and the sound of the guitar soothes my soul.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Here is a song I love right now. I love the guitar in the beginning, and I LOVE her voice. I am grateful for people who can actually SING!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6600561109367777211.post-87280578877153654172011-03-06T13:13:00.000-08:002011-03-10T07:28:37.469-08:00A Clean Closet<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Today, I am grateful for a CLEAN closet! (and room.) I kid you not, this is my hardest thing to keep clean. I struggle to hang up my clothes. This picture below is truth to that statement. Truth: All of these clothes were on the FLOOR in my room. Every single one of them. Oh saddness. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggYWA1ct9GhUA0U6FMLNEHxJGrTspUfjo2dPT01yEBlnOtWw7UuBAuSH5A-eGS3M9pVXa9VGD0lvcn0qJ3kjozEhquoJaGyxxLsnQjTB9_l2lcq-fCK2eK5IWqLLJc2FQ8SdfJfOKHebU/s1600/IMG_4645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggYWA1ct9GhUA0U6FMLNEHxJGrTspUfjo2dPT01yEBlnOtWw7UuBAuSH5A-eGS3M9pVXa9VGD0lvcn0qJ3kjozEhquoJaGyxxLsnQjTB9_l2lcq-fCK2eK5IWqLLJc2FQ8SdfJfOKHebU/s320/IMG_4645.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is me thinking: Crap. Why do I let it go this long?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzUpW0AuNOiN-2yQsUTRCud-3NQDeP1f2ODqSiekRcrEvWqe4XMl_IhQ6d2JS3SXsjMbt51Qdkws2Y4-vaPPQBMU3Tn1683WnN_yKaJKN8Yhb-4htET9jJaH6k4hyphenhyphenh-Rw7iFeu0kjBQaU/s1600/IMG_4647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzUpW0AuNOiN-2yQsUTRCud-3NQDeP1f2ODqSiekRcrEvWqe4XMl_IhQ6d2JS3SXsjMbt51Qdkws2Y4-vaPPQBMU3Tn1683WnN_yKaJKN8Yhb-4htET9jJaH6k4hyphenhyphenh-Rw7iFeu0kjBQaU/s320/IMG_4647.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, I took it upon myself to build me some shelves from some wood we had laying around. This will help me gain more room for storage right?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9KJcPvjaskf3zDGabK5elNQMjjRZo2bANf8klGKYbXBFMMHjG6m6kBp5T2hVYB8dGgxR4gnT_smkxhJckT6UP_n4c_NOgjMAFitJzOpE3-9aq41geIVp8IgsOCI09gg_aPCGyOpX3QM/s1600/IMG_4650.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9KJcPvjaskf3zDGabK5elNQMjjRZo2bANf8klGKYbXBFMMHjG6m6kBp5T2hVYB8dGgxR4gnT_smkxhJckT6UP_n4c_NOgjMAFitJzOpE3-9aq41geIVp8IgsOCI09gg_aPCGyOpX3QM/s320/IMG_4650.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Heels on top, pants folded below. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVIO3hLr5LY_45syPKtn6orDGJOfkr7-s7XhKpSuH4UCT0loCLcqvw-NKKF0xFqc5j8xqC6pCTQFKBzJAMqucim1Cm_IRaSxEmYqPfEU8cKZ91uybB6wp1gbmipFxEubAhTQyIcb-vMfw/s1600/IMG_4653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVIO3hLr5LY_45syPKtn6orDGJOfkr7-s7XhKpSuH4UCT0loCLcqvw-NKKF0xFqc5j8xqC6pCTQFKBzJAMqucim1Cm_IRaSxEmYqPfEU8cKZ91uybB6wp1gbmipFxEubAhTQyIcb-vMfw/s320/IMG_4653.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am also thankful for cute heels. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibgothAhyphenhyphenyRnAWYy_uPSvdWE8DKr9iWfJLqo_upHFcFMO3S5WVqNdL8wihhmg-Ho4c7alZ02cr29MxVw3_jHDenoMNY7dbMg87vaIxcxqM7T2ef2fFmookVz7IwdfKDIt2VuYwW9xiVQY/s1600/IMG_4654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibgothAhyphenhyphenyRnAWYy_uPSvdWE8DKr9iWfJLqo_upHFcFMO3S5WVqNdL8wihhmg-Ho4c7alZ02cr29MxVw3_jHDenoMNY7dbMg87vaIxcxqM7T2ef2fFmookVz7IwdfKDIt2VuYwW9xiVQY/s320/IMG_4654.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, I hung up all of my clothes and hung them up according to color! White, black, brown, gray, purple, pink, red.. etc. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_C9-3cC1KQLSsMNvbZj3FzG3hsYqHtE0ADEXS_6SXsCp2-0BOp9m0yir0uEIxVpPqKhle5LpIVloIoSEF-Ga-f5snsLbj42VNNdyoun-tVtNF0TFqcqY3PmarvDCGS4y_yDHphtm3Xmc/s1600/IMG_4656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_C9-3cC1KQLSsMNvbZj3FzG3hsYqHtE0ADEXS_6SXsCp2-0BOp9m0yir0uEIxVpPqKhle5LpIVloIoSEF-Ga-f5snsLbj42VNNdyoun-tVtNF0TFqcqY3PmarvDCGS4y_yDHphtm3Xmc/s320/IMG_4656.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got rid of a ton of my shoes because they all had holes in them and were totally worn out. Why was I even keeping them around? Here are the shoes I have left organized. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD4e5CbKJDNP6r-N2MC0RLeE-a6YN4VbhfXUL1ez_FkhH8nFreMh1OSGSPauk3U2Xl09CrMKJulX4bkaYAbJJ31jG7UdkuEmfCdbXLD27vIhPlQGY9Fkz4gcNZRDl00RZrSys-EuqaOgk/s1600/IMG_4657.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD4e5CbKJDNP6r-N2MC0RLeE-a6YN4VbhfXUL1ez_FkhH8nFreMh1OSGSPauk3U2Xl09CrMKJulX4bkaYAbJJ31jG7UdkuEmfCdbXLD27vIhPlQGY9Fkz4gcNZRDl00RZrSys-EuqaOgk/s320/IMG_4657.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I also cleaned out my drawers, I realized, holy crap, this is where all of my socks have been! I found like 20 pairs that were just unpaired up and laying in my drawers. YAY! I have socks!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEzZwHhds9ZJS9Lre3hPGyVQ9RBP5d1nKeEc1s5NSWh7NFpRs8v_L-nGyqz7lLVGgwi-MygUhzuqLTgMfDlwyQieF2DSCWHrvqJYnNiKY9XTafJjYXDbhDb-6YqDzKMHkzPrA12TslWaA/s1600/IMG_4658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEzZwHhds9ZJS9Lre3hPGyVQ9RBP5d1nKeEc1s5NSWh7NFpRs8v_L-nGyqz7lLVGgwi-MygUhzuqLTgMfDlwyQieF2DSCWHrvqJYnNiKY9XTafJjYXDbhDb-6YqDzKMHkzPrA12TslWaA/s320/IMG_4658.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So now, I can wake up to a clean room and an organized closet, which is something I am grateful for today. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6600561109367777211.post-67778679521197727432011-03-04T08:53:00.000-08:002011-03-04T08:53:06.788-08:00Sunshine<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today, I am grateful for sunshine. I woke up to a bright shining sun, and that automatically helped me believe it was going to be a good day. Isn't it amazing what a little sun can do to make us feel better? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I opened up my blinds and saw the sun shining through my living room. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RYyRzsyZWAaD4Gsc-oZVTTKtZaiMo7X7cRWInizobJT1gWPdE7cqIubLftLWilrKJ2gvQm50HDttc6Oekp82BHhzRd-YZlr6Vf1BeCfwZXnakjjminL-Y_s9vP6lWWsDDTQJNgR0G9c/s1600/IMG_4620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RYyRzsyZWAaD4Gsc-oZVTTKtZaiMo7X7cRWInizobJT1gWPdE7cqIubLftLWilrKJ2gvQm50HDttc6Oekp82BHhzRd-YZlr6Vf1BeCfwZXnakjjminL-Y_s9vP6lWWsDDTQJNgR0G9c/s320/IMG_4620.JPG" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was glorious.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-m_K60b0OuuwvWGMb4X75Megdzfvns5qtedpZiHz2QOdVZFc0245DyVM7hB6Lg81h6YEccBzDS-ee2PucSB_weNi7Ppkch8L96JV8FoGEmVuqWDVoJiB3QXIst1hRdQKjEYCJS-NMfQ/s1600/IMG_4621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-m_K60b0OuuwvWGMb4X75Megdzfvns5qtedpZiHz2QOdVZFc0245DyVM7hB6Lg81h6YEccBzDS-ee2PucSB_weNi7Ppkch8L96JV8FoGEmVuqWDVoJiB3QXIst1hRdQKjEYCJS-NMfQ/s320/IMG_4621.JPG" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I found this picture on google images. I typed in 'blue skies and sunshine' and this was the first picture to pop up. It's gorgeous! I can't wait for spring so I can start to plant my flowers and see them bloom- and then I can wake up to sunshine almost every day! I'm ready for it to warm up. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIlw8WZRPpozNYY-eX0BICoA23moXf2diB2h8vI-F8pwSbs9HVGgHIQRX-5fIGRgaOllXdNZB9DtGMMDZ5lE4vGsSNrpfAW62wcFpU13qmIQE9ZzEjA00EhYlsVR8bKtDPw2282FsUcQ/s1600/1440x900_Blue_Sky_Flowers_HM015_350A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIlw8WZRPpozNYY-eX0BICoA23moXf2diB2h8vI-F8pwSbs9HVGgHIQRX-5fIGRgaOllXdNZB9DtGMMDZ5lE4vGsSNrpfAW62wcFpU13qmIQE9ZzEjA00EhYlsVR8bKtDPw2282FsUcQ/s320/1440x900_Blue_Sky_Flowers_HM015_350A.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sunshine often brings sunburns, which most people aren't fond of, but I don't mind them. Yea, they hurt, but they turn into a tan and always clear my skin up, and keep me warm. But, I do wear sunscreen so I don't get cancer. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(kev and I in moab after a long day in the sun.)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9iZPQp9nLlHv-BGYhBpeRb656zLfvDkfGAWsWQZDQ8IkTVUoq6eHkbe6ZsweImC_QJO0BLijC7yQJ9nDmmEOOAzcvz1g8bUTBS1i0UmKgVh9m7DZe3n5NPWa02-2_1io02W8OGe-zFCg/s1600/32045_1444123793955_1558920058_31098273_7174829_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9iZPQp9nLlHv-BGYhBpeRb656zLfvDkfGAWsWQZDQ8IkTVUoq6eHkbe6ZsweImC_QJO0BLijC7yQJ9nDmmEOOAzcvz1g8bUTBS1i0UmKgVh9m7DZe3n5NPWa02-2_1io02W8OGe-zFCg/s320/32045_1444123793955_1558920058_31098273_7174829_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I had a little sunburn here! this is us after attending the temple</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfV3NaxaMlQs_ltaaKVdOgPpL8qN_CkpLjtS4336AD7pZpn9xzi3mEQj3fcVXrdXdJCf0PoKmzSPo2XMbZTFucXYBqXf1agIy7xNCoGz8qP9lU8r8Gg5Qc8nnHi0qp3mQq9z4CfHJqtKM/s1600/37635_1489035556721_1558920058_31209298_6076178_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfV3NaxaMlQs_ltaaKVdOgPpL8qN_CkpLjtS4336AD7pZpn9xzi3mEQj3fcVXrdXdJCf0PoKmzSPo2XMbZTFucXYBqXf1agIy7xNCoGz8qP9lU8r8Gg5Qc8nnHi0qp3mQq9z4CfHJqtKM/s320/37635_1489035556721_1558920058_31209298_6076178_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">this is me on our honeymoon. I got this sunburn just from standing in line at knotts berry farm. I was wearing one of those shade cap sleeve shirts. Haha! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPY8RBH1MRruRWiJAK9uAB2WpeecKmuWUxxpI2C_hrab2M547Wkpz_aVTViB4pZto2_Hnq4bYynZPO92kQFZYgqTwA_FNT2chZHB1YsNiiG9BWvX4yNVElmh_iCbk7qtKWO4_EFemb-e8/s1600/6575_1171845267162_1558920058_30438819_6519875_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPY8RBH1MRruRWiJAK9uAB2WpeecKmuWUxxpI2C_hrab2M547Wkpz_aVTViB4pZto2_Hnq4bYynZPO92kQFZYgqTwA_FNT2chZHB1YsNiiG9BWvX4yNVElmh_iCbk7qtKWO4_EFemb-e8/s320/6575_1171845267162_1558920058_30438819_6519875_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Plus, sunshine means more options and things to do outside. Like hiking in Arches National Park! (Kev and I)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdrD_iojUEaBOgRQgF4nBPn3umwLm3-t-mGObzNDWd-Fb0YNsR3MVJswbZiREtsntoT27oe05T_AY4I8D7AToSh7vmR-heQ8hTj8GW6f0fmGS_PThP1NxQS_453EhCz10GRK8GS4WP4zE/s1600/32045_1443300973385_1558920058_31096303_3760268_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdrD_iojUEaBOgRQgF4nBPn3umwLm3-t-mGObzNDWd-Fb0YNsR3MVJswbZiREtsntoT27oe05T_AY4I8D7AToSh7vmR-heQ8hTj8GW6f0fmGS_PThP1NxQS_453EhCz10GRK8GS4WP4zE/s320/32045_1443300973385_1558920058_31096303_3760268_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Swimming and playing with frogs!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3vMX-IOn2sF5Xewx5vX4EgIpyQcnFi8B5PsmPavj1bjsp5lCzY-u4XrBYx0KSqHSWLs62eLPqrNIQ7cnxntdc9sjSr5KhrOEC-ae_CtePtFsN-XoaDRfz9KYh4U6kVy7sjGhyphenhyphenig1mUU0/s1600/38047_1489034396692_1558920058_31209285_226820_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3vMX-IOn2sF5Xewx5vX4EgIpyQcnFi8B5PsmPavj1bjsp5lCzY-u4XrBYx0KSqHSWLs62eLPqrNIQ7cnxntdc9sjSr5KhrOEC-ae_CtePtFsN-XoaDRfz9KYh4U6kVy7sjGhyphenhyphenig1mUU0/s320/38047_1489034396692_1558920058_31209285_226820_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Scooter rides down to the lake</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1U2QzzLWRYT6kDCFqrZrozL5tfqAL1VCFkAFIg6prRLNSMYt1oPN-74MeciXV9ZX8hgle9H-syUrVyf3J9UP2PxRhem4-O8-n9NRZa40E_06wn8doipbMr4QP741WbePmeMWBfidJJw4/s1600/25453_1397338504352_1558920058_30995736_5859208_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1U2QzzLWRYT6kDCFqrZrozL5tfqAL1VCFkAFIg6prRLNSMYt1oPN-74MeciXV9ZX8hgle9H-syUrVyf3J9UP2PxRhem4-O8-n9NRZa40E_06wn8doipbMr4QP741WbePmeMWBfidJJw4/s320/25453_1397338504352_1558920058_30995736_5859208_n.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Beautiful sunsets (newport beach 2008)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwFPKSbxkmb3W4Ht0PIs9UGh2Su0_QyT7ONMlmUahj7j_gktqxKmNDf6EJ4hn6T2vsSrED1JKMDeSLjwrWA0dGJzi_JfjWK1oNyI8Jh57BszN1jdGmDLzPToFLt54hYp7wCow-c_42-nA/s1600/n1558920058_30120788_853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwFPKSbxkmb3W4Ht0PIs9UGh2Su0_QyT7ONMlmUahj7j_gktqxKmNDf6EJ4hn6T2vsSrED1JKMDeSLjwrWA0dGJzi_JfjWK1oNyI8Jh57BszN1jdGmDLzPToFLt54hYp7wCow-c_42-nA/s320/n1558920058_30120788_853.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and dancing at the beach in the warm weather...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg67-KZ68VCp8rOoIeQQQ67A9xj8Ugf2cItEqzGDYARXOkFCs_gSVWHainpryVhFZQkPaS-2Xg0Vh0UDae9My7NivGmSfki0yEwLLjNiqjsKXS8URF5Nru0g6miBmtxKMbdgBeDT-dcQHY/s1600/n1558920058_30120773_6397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg67-KZ68VCp8rOoIeQQQ67A9xj8Ugf2cItEqzGDYARXOkFCs_gSVWHainpryVhFZQkPaS-2Xg0Vh0UDae9My7NivGmSfki0yEwLLjNiqjsKXS8URF5Nru0g6miBmtxKMbdgBeDT-dcQHY/s320/n1558920058_30120773_6397.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So today, I am grateful for sunshine. Can't wait to have more of it as the season changes... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What are you grateful for today?</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6600561109367777211.post-28268296738909733952011-03-03T10:54:00.000-08:002011-03-03T10:55:44.352-08:00Blistex<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Today, I am grateful for blistex. It's the best chapstick in the world! Kevin claims that if you don't use chapstick, your lips hydrate themselves, but I don't think that's true. Haha. I love this chapstick though. It also reminds me of my good friend Brittney, who is on a mission. She loves it too. When we went to cali on a girls trip, we were having some dry lips (I think it was the climate change) so we ran to Walmart and got some blistex. Best. Decision. Ever. haha! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg2sNG_rdQYYqJXaM12QmQ3xl6Woh0f1h1tIuMt_1Yo79CBYOkl5TIq3dgGplZbdtig91Nuz_L41G1DHu-msBevv0GxHW9loSe_d669p-zLMoYRJjXWR-kpTgSdpUiijTF7DgfttpFS5w/s1600/blistex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg2sNG_rdQYYqJXaM12QmQ3xl6Woh0f1h1tIuMt_1Yo79CBYOkl5TIq3dgGplZbdtig91Nuz_L41G1DHu-msBevv0GxHW9loSe_d669p-zLMoYRJjXWR-kpTgSdpUiijTF7DgfttpFS5w/s1600/blistex.jpg" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6600561109367777211.post-72665917759116911672011-03-02T10:21:00.000-08:002011-03-02T13:10:33.585-08:00Walking with Gratitude<div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;">I'll admit, gratitude has not been my main feeling these last few months. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;">Infact, it's been the <span style="font-size: large;">complete opposite. </span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Trials have came and gone in my life and for the most part, I have gotten through them with a strong testimony and have felt that everything happens for a reason. But, this trial of having depression has been incredibly hard on me. I have felt alone. Selfish. I've lost people I love because I have pushed them away. I have turned into this negative person who I don't even know. But,<span style="font-size: large;"> I want to change. I need to change.</span> </span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">With many many tears and sadness that has come with this depression, I have felt as though Satan has taken over my thoughts and actions and has encouraged me to stay that way. My testimony shook, and my prayers were less often. I have felt that God maybe wasn't listening anymore. I didn't feel his presence. I felt more alone than I can even explain. <u>I have wanted to end my life</u>. Multiple times. </span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">But- I still know God lives and that in itself has to be my testimony- so I have started to feed off of that. I got help from the doctor, and will be starting counseling too. I have been trying to do all I can do to be the happy person I know I am. My brother Adam took me to breakfast this morning at Kneaders and I sat and listened to him explain all the problems that come with depression. (He has suffered from it as well.) He said depression is a selfish, prideful thing and only because when you have depression all you think about is yourself and how others are hurting YOU. Not how you are hurting others. I didn't say much, because I know he is right. It hurts to hear those words because I have only been thinking of how others have hurt me. I never realized that it might be me that is hurting others. He compared it to a drunk driving accident- when the driver is drunk, they don't have good judgment and they will try to get others along for the ride- when in the end, it can only cause damage and force others to be pulled into something they didn't expect or want. I don't want to be the 'drunk driver' that pulls others down with me. </span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">So, today, I change. </span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">I walk with Gratitude. (hence, the blog name)</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">My brother suggested that I start a blog or journal and write everyday on it something I am grateful for. I am sure this will help me see that there are people who love me in my life and there are things that do make me happy. </span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;">President Gordon B. Hinckley said,<b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"> “When you walk with gratitude, you do not walk with arrogance and conceit and egotism, you walk with a spirit of thanksgiving that is becoming to you and will bless your lives.”</span></b></span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;">I have yet to know that to be true, but I am sure it will prove itself in time. I have faith that I can change, and that God will help me gain my strong testimony again. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;">Today, I am grateful for my brother Adam. He took me to breakfast at Kneaders and shared with me many truths about life and how to get through the hard times. He is the only brother that has told me lovingly how he thinks I can get through it, and I am grateful he took the time to care about me and help me. </span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Thomas S. Monson says:</span> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 18px;">it is my prayer that in addition to all else for which we are grateful, we may ever reflect our gratitude for our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. His glorious gospel provides answers to life’s greatest questions: Where did we come from? Why are we here? Where do our spirits go when we die? That gospel brings to those who live in darkness the light of divine truth.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;"></span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 20px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude.p59"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;">He taught us how to pray. He taught us how to live. He taught us how to die. His life is a legacy of love. The sick He healed; the downtrodden He lifted; the sinner He saved.</span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 20px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude.p60"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;">Ultimately, He stood alone. Some Apostles doubted; one betrayed Him. The Roman soldiers pierced His side. The angry mob took His life. There yet rings from Golgotha’s hill His compassionate words: “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.”<sup class="noteMarker" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: super;"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude?lang=eng#14" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; color: #486fae; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">14</a></sup></span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 20px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude.p61"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;">Who was this “man of sorrows, … acquainted with grief”?<sup class="noteMarker" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: super;"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude?lang=eng#15" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; color: #486fae; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">15</a> </sup>“Who is this King of glory,”<sup class="noteMarker" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: super;"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude?lang=eng#16" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; color: #486fae; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">16</a> </sup>this Lord of lords? He is our Master. He is our Savior. He is the Son of God. He is the Author of Our Salvation. He beckons, “Follow me.”<sup class="noteMarker" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: super;"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude?lang=eng#17" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; color: #486fae; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">17</a> </sup>He instructs, “Go, and do thou likewise.”<sup class="noteMarker" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: super;"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude?lang=eng#18" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; color: #486fae; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">18</a> </sup>He pleads, “Keep my commandments.”<sup class="noteMarker" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; line-height: 1; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: super;"> <a href="http://lds.org/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude?lang=eng#19" style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; color: #486fae; margin: 0px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">19</a></sup></span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 20px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude.p62"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;">Let us follow Him. Let us emulate His example. Let us obey His words. By so doing, we give to Him the divine gift of gratitude."</span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; border-width: 0px; font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 18px; margin: 0px 0px 20px; outline-width: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;" uri="/general-conference/2010/10/the-divine-gift-of-gratitude.p62"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; line-height: 13px;">So, I will do all I can to give the Lord the divine gift of gratitude by walking with faith and gratitude in my every day life. I hope you will help me do this and do it for yourself too. That doesn't mean my life will be instantly perfect or happy all the time. But on this blog, I will try to just share the tender mercies of my life and the things I am grateful for. It needs to be my gratitude journal even though right now the bad outweighs the good in my life, I need to be grateful for it Because like Joseph B. Wirthlin says, it can help mold me into the person God wants me to become, and to come what may, and love it. </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2f393a; font-family: 'Lucida Grande','Lucida Sans Unicode','Lucida Sans',Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><br />
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