Thursday, September 18, 2014

Hold still

My life around 7:46 pm: 
 I took this photo after dinner when we were cleaning up 
 dishes and preparing for bedtime.
I had to capture it because its classic and precious to me.
Sometimes I want time to hold still.
I love this stage of life I am in. 

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Holding my head high

(The Little Nies in October of 2008)

Just as I am certain that God has a plan for me, I know
 He has a plan for these children, and that they were meant to be mine.  
I wish my children had not had to go through this, but I hope this
experience has taught them how strong they are and
 that God is always there for us, especially in our darkest moments.  
They will grow up with a special understanding of people who 
look different, and I hope that blesses them with compassion and kindness.
My brother Stevie tells me they are learning grace and confidence
from me as I hold my head high in the grocery store while people stare.  
I hope so.
I will never know all that my children went 
through or all the ways they have been changed, 
but what I do know is, today, their future is just as 
bright was it was before the accident.
(taken from my memoir, Heaven is Here pg. 306)

 (The Little Nies in August of 2014)

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

I love this time of year so much.

You know here in Utah, the leaves are changing colors.
I love this time of year so very much.
Last week my brother Andrew, my sister Lucy and I planned a 3 mile 
hike up Rock Canyon, which is near my home.
The leaves are not in full colorful force yet, but will in the next coming weeks.
I often think about how much I love Utah- especially my hometown 
and a few surrounding areas.
I love it because its home to me.  It's where I most comfortable.  
I love it because it's simple, and gorgeous. 
 We are surrounded by mountains, good people, and traditions.
I always knew I wanted to raise my family in Utah, particularly Provo.
I love Provo because it's accepting to big families, like the 
one I grew up in and the one I am raising.
 To us three, this is home and probably will be until we die.

The cool autumn air probably should be a perfume,
It's musky, smokey, fresh, clean, and earthy...its pretty much amazing.
I am hoping (besides my daily Y hike) to hike a new trail each 
week and soak in as much of this autumn goodness as possible.
Then Andrew cut me some colorful leaves and hiked the whole way down 
the trail holding them.  What a brother hu!?
They look fabulous on my dining room table. 

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