achings of my heart

I wish I could write a flowing blog entry. One that would just make everyone who reads it go ah now thats a writer...someone with something worth reading. I am afraid whoever reads this is just going to get me. So with gratitude in my heart for the life I have and for those beautiful people in it this is for you.

My heart is hurting today more than normal. I know we all have days where things are just easier to deal with than other days. It just seems like things are going well and then bam! I think Heavenly Father just wants us to remember Him and so these curve balls are thrown at us as a wake up call.

My heart is so weary right now. I am so tired for the big C word. And how it effects the people I love. I have a very dear freind of mine who has been fighting cancer for a few years now and she just met with her doctor yesturday and was told that she needed to put her affairs in order and that she had 6 months to live. She has been such a dear dear person to me. I have a mother in law who not only is my mother in law but a dear dear friend to me too. She is also fighting the battle of cancer. My 8 year old daughter said to me a few months back that all the good people get cancer. These two women in my life have been nothing but good. And good examples to me. And darn it I am just aching. I know Heavenly Father has a plan for all of us and that we learn and grow from trials and that I will see them again if I live worthy. But darn it why does it have to be them. They bring such good in this world. Don't you think we need more people like them in the world.

Maybe Heavenly Father just needs them more on the other side teaching others the gospel. Thats it...They are so good that He needs them on His side of the veil. And they are good. So very good. They have taught me more than even they know. I love each one of them dearly.

Thank you for listening (reading) just writing this has helped me feel better. There are some days that the ach just takes a little longer to sooth. And I know that if I was talking to either one of these beautiful women that they would be trying to ease my pain instead of theirs and thats just how they are....and just what I want to be like.

Valentines Day

I was thinking to myself today how Valentines day has changed over the years. It used to be more of a personal holiday. You know those days at school when you hoped to get a Valentine from your best friend or from the boy you had a crush on. And now in school Valentines are passed out like nothing special...they are all just generic and given to everyone in the classroom. I can remember reading those special ones that said be mine and feeling so special because someone had given me a valentine (a real one) and in todays package of valentines it's fax me your number or instant message me or be cool valentine. I know that the teachers want to make sure everyone gets a valentine and thats why they changed it to everyone but doesnt that somehow take out the special meaning of the day of celebration for those we hold most dear? I dont know. Is this even worth blogging about? Maybe. Maybe not. Anyway Happy Valentines day EVERYONE. HA!

A good laugh

For those that know me know I love to laugh. I love how it makes me feel when I am laughing so hard that I can't stop. I checked my email this morning and found the funniest email. I laughed so hard. I loved it. Thank you mom for sending it to me and giving me a good laugh. Sometimes we come accross things that just hit your funny bone just right and this is one of them. Happy Day!

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Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?" "I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Virgil Smith....He's hidin' marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know how he gets it inside them logs, but he's hidin' it there. "Thank you very much for the call, sir." The next day, the Sheriff's Deputies descend on Virgil's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana.They sneer at Virgil and leave the premises. Shortly, the phone rings at Virgil's house. "Hey, Virgil! This here's Floyd.... did the Sheriff come?" "Yeah!" "Did they chop your firewood?" "Yep!" "Happy Birthday, buddy!" (Rednecks know how to Git- er -Done )