Monday, May 4, 2015

Life's Struggles

I've had life's struggles on my mind a lot this weekend.  And today while browsing social media I saw videos and blog posts about the same topic.

Sometimes when going through a rough patch in life, I feel like no one else is going through the same struggle or even struggling in life.  But I am wrong.  I had a friend once say that she loved watching others struggle.  Not because she found joy in other's pain, but because it meant that she wasn't alone.  Other's had gone through the same thing that she was going through.  I find comfort in realizing that others are experiencing the same thing I am, whether it's a child not sleeping through the night or struggling to know you're doing the best job as a wife and mother.

I have this great friend who wrote a blog post about this.  And I don't think I could say it any better.  (Read the Full Post Here)

"When someone is diagnosed with cancer, that challenge has a label. It's google-able and people have heard about it before. They may not understand what it's like to go through that trial, but it's something they've heard of before. When someone has cancer, you can post about that on Facebook and ask for help - and thank goodness for that! I'm grateful for the lives that have been blessed and the prayers that have been answered because we know how to ask for help when someone has cancer.

"But that's the thing. Sometimes we have trials that aren't google-able. Sometimes there is no easy label for why life is hard. Or maybe it's something private that you don't actually want to talk about. I know some brave people who talk about their challenges with infertility. I think people who share their struggles with cancer are incredibly brave too. I also have learned that sometimes there are brave people fighting silent battles that they don't understand, can't label, or aren't really prepared to open up about. Sometimes there are battles that are so innately internal that you really can't tell people about them. And the more time I've spent thinking about this "silent battles" concept, the more I come to realize that a LOT of us are going through these times in life and maybe we don't know what to do."

Whether or not we can google our struggles or maybe they are too personal to share with the world, at some point or another, we all will have silent battles.  But I'm learning that we aren't alone.  Life is hard, and life is hard at some point or another for everyone.  It makes me think of the saying "Don't judge a book by it's cover"  We can't judge whether or not someone has trials in their life just by looking at them.  As I've come to be more open about what I'm struggling with, I've found friends who have experienced the same sorrow, grief and pain I have felt.  Or friends who our battles may not be the same, but as we talk together we are able to help each other with what lies ahead.  

As I went through one of the toughest struggles in my life I asked the questions, "Why Me? Why now? Why This?"  How many times do we turn and ask these questions when life gets tough?

In this video, Elder David A Bednar states that sometimes we mistake happiness has the absence of a load.  But the loads and burdens we bare are necessary and part of the plan of happiness. 

When I look back on my life and the times where I felt the most sorrow, pain, grief or really struggled, I look at the outcome and how much I grew.  Elise follows up her post about Silent Battles with a beautiful post about finding joy in the journey and seeing our trials from a new perspective.  (Read it here)  When talking to Husband about this time in my life, he had me think about how this struggle could prepare me for something in the future. What could I learn from it? How was it strengthening me?  As I have tried to focus on seeing my battle from a different perspective and seeing the blessings from it, I can see myself growing.  I have seen my heart be opened towards others, able to share by burden with others so I can be uplifted and comforted.  Opening my heart to help others through their struggles, whether they be the same or different from what I had gone through.  I have tried to focus more on showing my love and appreciation for others.  Instead of assuming people knew that they had helped, comforted, or uplifted me; I took the time to really let them know.  The most amazing thing happened from this,  I felt joy and peace amid the load.

 In a time where the world would tell me to look inwards, focus on myself and shut others out; as I turned my thoughts to love and towards others, I was healing, feeling peace and joy.  I was overcoming the burden that was placed in my life.  While this struggle is something I would never wish upon myself or anyone else, I know that it will help shape me into the person I am becoming and who I will be.  It will be apart of me.  Others who have gone through this have helped me, and I hope that I in return will be able to help others.  

This experience has also greatly strengthened my testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ.  I know that I am never alone, and I know that you are never alone.  No matter what we are going through in life, the highs and the lows, Jesus Christ knows exactly how we are feeling.  Whenever we feel completely alone and that no one understands, we need to remember that He truly does understand.  If we open our hearts to Him, we can feel His love and warm embrace.  

As I think about the battles that my friends are currently facing: infertility, loss of spouse, doubt, depression, anxiety, body issues; my heart reaches out to them.  I want them to know that they are never alone.  Life is hard, but it's okay to ask for help.  Help from friends, family and most importantly, from our Savior, Jesus Christ.   Life is hard, but it gets better.  I have a quote in my bathroom that reads "When it rains, look for rainbows.  When it's dark, look for stars."  I'm grateful for new perspectives and the chance to learn and grow through life.  I am so grateful for the family and friends that uplift and inspire.  May we all be uplifting to one another as we travel through this life.

Friends

November 2014

One of my good friends wrote a blog post a while back about friends.  (read it here)  This friend has been my non-relative friend the longest.  We are going on 20 years of being friends, and I'll tell you a little secret, we both turn 25 this year.  Now in the 20 years of being friends, we haven't always liked each other.  Let's just say, both of us were a little mean as little girls.  But it amazes me that after 20 years we are still friends.  And to add to it, we live on opposite sides of the country.   This year I had a chance to visit her in the spring and she came to visit a few weeks ago.  I don't know how many years it's been since we've seen each other this often.  Something that is awesome about having great friends, is that you may not see each other for years, and don't talk very often, but it's like no time has passed once you are together.

I recently moved back to the West after living in the Midwest for the last two years.  And this move has made me realize how important friends are.  This move has probably been one of the hardest moves so far, and it's so ironic because I cried when I found out we were moving to the Midwest.  But the last two years have been wonderful.  I grew to love the scenery, but it was the people who truly made living there so good.

When we moved, I gained an almost "automatic" friend.  I call her this because it was her husband's fault we were out there in the first place.  He got my husband his new job.  From the time I found out we were moving there, until the day we left, she has been an amazing friend.  She was someone I could always count on.  And it seemed that we did everything together.  A lot of people thought we were sisters, and I'm totally okay with that.

As time went on and I got to know more people, I gained some of the best friends I could ask for.  And they came in all shapes and sizes.  Some ranged from the most adorable 2 year old,  to some old enough to be my mom, and everywhere in between.  That's one thing I absolutely LOVED about the Midwest.  My friends weren't just recent college graduates like me, but they came from all walks of life and of all ages.  The offered so much insight into life, giving great advice that I will remember for years to come. And they also offered much needed laughter.  I can remember so many times having a great time with all of them.  I think that's why it was so hard to leave.  Yes, I grew to love the wheat and corn fields.  I was able to name crops I had never even heard of.  I even thought that stormy skies started to look beautiful.  But those things I didn't really miss once I moved, it was my friends.  I really wanted to gather each one of them up, pack them in our trailer and bring them with me.  But sadly, I couldn't really do that.


May 2015

As I put myself out there more and got out of my comfort zone, I have found some truly amazing friends here in our new home.  It's almost as if each of them were placed in my life at this exact moment for a specific purpose.  I have college friends who I have reconnected with, friends of friends who are now my friends, and brand new friends.  I can say without a doubt that there have been times in my life that I would not have gotten through the tough times without friends.

As I look back on the last six months, I am amazed by how much some of my friendships have grown. I love how each of us has touched the lives of others around us.

Friends come and go, but they leave a piece of them with you in your heart.

I recently attended a conference this weekend where we learned and discussed about sharing our love for others.  Something I came away with was sharing my love and appreciation to my friends.  I've tried in the last few days to express more the appreciation I have for others and let them know how they have uplifted my life.  It has given my life more joy and happiness.


Saturday, November 1, 2014

Blessings In Adversity

As I sit here waiting to switch about my sixth load of laundry from the washer to the dryer, I can't help but feel grateful for the blessings that come in times of adversity.

Our life hasn't had a big adversity, just things weren't quite smooth.  In the last 3 days, 2 of the 3 members of our family have made it to InstaCare.  (Just a cold and stomach bug, so don't worry) But still, going to the Doctors isn't always fun.

But as Husband and I knelt for family prayers tonight, I couldn't help but thank Heavenly Father for all of our blessings.

I am Thankful that my dear grandmother dropped what she was doing to come babysit so we didn't have to take our little girl with us to the doctors.  Not only did she baby sit but she brought homemade potato soup, and when we got back she had finished folding our laundry and went and picked up some medicine for us.  She was such a help to us and it's so nice to know that we can call her.

I am thankful for home teachers who came over to give a priesthood blessing.  We barely know them, but they were willing to take time out of their Saturday to come help us.

Even though I was disinfecting my house most of the day, it led my house to be clean and clothes washed (a long with all blankets and towels we seem to own).  I'm so thankful that I was able to get most the house clean and organized before Sunday.  A clean house makes me happy.

I'm thankful for parents and in-laws concerned that we are sick. And I'm Thankful for technology that we are able to communicate with them.

I'm Thankful for a neighbor who answers my medical questions.  It's a lot easier to trust friends than just googling "I don't feel good."


It's not always easy to be thankful and see the blessings that Heavenly Father grants us, and it's seems harder when we are going through times of adversity.  And today definitely wasn't what I would call life's true adversities, but it wasn't ideal.  Most of our plans today got shifted, life got shifted.  But it all worked out.

Even when we are going through tough times, we need to remember that Heavenly Father is there for us, waiting to pour out blessings and His spirit to you.  We just need to ask and be aware.

I'm so grateful for the small glimpse I saw today of seeing the small blessings in life.

And to everyone who has helped out in any way while we've been under the weather, a huge THANK YOU! It means so much to us.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

As the Semester Closes

One more semester down, one to go. And I have great news! Well little background first.  (In case I've forgotten to mention)

I have a Bachelors degree in Mechanical Engineering and am now working on my Masters in Mathematics.  A lot of things overlap, but there's a few things I am missing, aka 3 prerequisite classes from the Math department.  Unfortunately, the math department failed to tell me this when then sent my acceptance letter.  But from talking with my adviser I found out I'm missing the 3 classes.  And those 3 classes can't count towards the master's degree.   So really, my degree needed to take an extra semester, and it usually takes a math major 2 years.  Somehow I had the marvelous plan to finish in 1 year.  My adviser and the graduate school agreed if I got A or B in the classes that required the prerequisites, they would wave the 3 classes I was missing. The husband wants to start his next fall and so I wanted to be done.  Well, I was told I can do that but essentially I'm crazy.  I had multiple people at the school tell me it would be a lot of work, I'd never see my husband, I wouldn't sleep and probably would go insane.

But my family was completely opposite.  They told me that if I wanted to do it, I could do it.  They had faith in me. Plus the husband is an extra great guy and fully supported me in whatever decision I made.  So I went for it, I registered for 15 credit hours and started this fall. (9 credit hours is full time for grad school).  My adviser would ask every so often how things were going, and they went well.  Not as much stress as everyone scared it out to be.  I wasn't any more busy than when I was an undergraduate.  (oh I was also teaching 2 college algebra classes at this time too)  I did a lot of school work at school.  When I came home it was time spent with my husband, teaching piano, or youth activities.  I every so often did hw on the weekends, but usually only when I had a take home exam.  School was for school work and home was for home life. (lesson learned... be productive with your time) Every once in a while, like the week before finals, I got a little stressed because everything seemed to come at once.  But that's normal for school.  For having 5 graduate classes, things went smoothly in my mind.

And now for the exciting part..... are you ready....

GRADES ARE IN! Finally, all my grades have been posted, and the exciting part..... I got good grades! Actually excellent grades, better grades then some semesters as an undergraduate.  And the most exciting part.  The 2 classes I needed the best grades in to waive my prerequisites ..... A and A-!!!!!! What a relief. Because of this, I will be graduating in May with my Masters Degree.  And I will be finishing in 1 year. 2 semesters of 15 credit hours and 1 summer class.  I'm so glad that I decided to do it this way. And so grateful for all the family and friends that supported me through it all.

Now, I have to tell you the reason why I was able to do this.  It's not because I'm some super smart human.  It's not because math grad classes are easy (some are way complicated to understand) I'll let you on a little secret.  It's Heavenly Father. He's the reason I made it through. It's because of Him I got these grades.  When I decided that I was going to push and get it done in a year, I essentially made a plan with Heavenly Father.  I asked for His help. I knew if I did everything that I was supposed to do and served in my church callings.  While I studied and did school, Heavenly Father would help me and make up the rest where I didn't completely reach it.  I serve the Youth in my church.  Teach Sunday lessons and go to activities every Wednesday.  We also have some weekend trips.  I am also a Ward Missionary.  I go out with the missionaries to visit people and teach them.  I was able to go out a lot more this semester and share my testimony with others.  I also teach piano lessons to 4 amazing little girls and 1 fabulous Young women every week.  Teaching them to share their talents with others.  I'm pretty busy woman when you start to put it on paper.  But I made it through this semester and am going to make it through next semester with the help of my Heavenly Father.  I'm so grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ and the knowledge I have.  I'm so grateful for my Heavenly Father helping me make it through grad school.  I know that He wants to help you to, whatever your "grad school" may be.  It just takes faith.  One day while driving I had this thought.  "If I don't gain anything else out of grad school except an increase in my faith, that's okay"  I've learned to have more faith.  I've felt the comforting spirit more. And I know what I'm doing in right and will bless me someday.

Wednesday, November 20, 2013

N*SYNC

My cousin has probably been my best friend.  We're always together, and for some reason our (probably mostly mine) mom's decided we need to be in matching outfits growing up.  So it shouldn't be a surprise that my first concert was with her.  She would come out to Vegas to visit (where I lived) for weeks at a time.  And on this particular visit in 2002, we went to my first concert, N*SYNC. We spent all afternoon doing my hair. It was fabulous, and we have yet to recreate it.  And then me, my cousin, and both my parents headed to the N*SYNC concert.  I remember my parents making a point how we just sat and listened to the concert. (I'm pretty sure I didn't know any of the new songs)  I don't remember much, besides through our binoculars we saw Brittany Spears in the audience.  We got blue suckers that turned our mouths blue.  And it was fun.

Concerts I've been to
N*SYNC
N*SYNC (at the Olympics ceremony)
Yellowcard
Celine Dion
Rascal Flatts x3
Brad Paisley

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

First Job

So my first "job" was technically working as a sales clerk at a scrapbook store. But I think that my first job was before that.

The summer before 6th grade when I started babysitting.  I was a nervous wreck at first.  I remember crying the first time I went babysitting.  But soon, it became a routine.  I babysat this same family from 6th grade all the way until the summer before my senior year when I moved away.  6 years.  CRAZY! And now the kids I babysat are dating, in high school, and growing up.  Also, I look at the 11 year olds I know, and wonder, would I leave (my hypothetical) children with them.  Some, yes I would, but others, probably not.   The family must have a had trust in me.  I am so thankful for them, the steady job they gave me growing up.  I've stayed close with this family, and they even traveled 400 miles to come to my wedding.

Monday, November 18, 2013

Oh Happy Day

Happiest Day of My Life.... Day I got engaged or the day I got married.  Both were fabulous days and were days I spent with my husband.  Sometimes I feel like I've been married for a long time.  But really it's only been a year and half.  But a fabulous year and a half.  And I'm excited to spend eternity with him.