Thursday, November 6, 2014

10 Things I Hope To Teach You

Dear Lydia,
 So I have said this before but the reason I'm doing this blog is so that in case something horrible ever happens to me and we are separated by death than you will at least have a little piece of me. That you will be able to see a little glimpse of the mom I am trying to be. And maybe I can be a little bit of an inspiration to the kind of Mom you want to be. Nothing in life would be more flattering. My relationship with my parents was always me trying to not be like them, which is not really fair to them. But I set up an ideal for the type of Mom I wanted to be. I wanted to always be there for you, so far i'm good on that one. My day revolves around you and your toys and your diapers and teaching you letters. But mainly I wanted you to get a head start on a couple of the secrets of life. Good values make a good person.  I'm not saying I know them all, or even that I am even very good at implementing them all (even though I am ;). I'm only 27. But here is a little list of things that I hope I can teach you.

1. This is a big one. We have a Heavenly Father who loves us. That means every person you meet is as dear to you as your brother, you just don't remember. Everyone you meet could be fighting a harder battle than you can see. Give them the benefit of the doubt. Have charity. Believe in the good of others. Remember to still be careful, don't put yourself in a position where a stranger can hurt you. There should be a balance in your judgement of others. It's ok to learn from others mistakes, it makes you smart. It's ok to look at traits in others and decide you do not want them as your own, just don't punish them for it. Choose to spend the majority of your time with good people for those you love will have power over you, make sure they deserve it.

2. Skin color is only as important as hair color, which is to say just appriciate its beauty. And trying to physically look like someone else will only take away from the beauty you are born with. There is beauty in diversity.

3. Most other people will not reach out to you and you can not expect them to, you should reach out to them. But this who do reach out to you are usually the favorites. 

4. Kindness is always the best answer. At 3, I know this is already in you, don't ever let yourself get confused. Mean girls in school? Kill them with kindness, no matter how hard it is because in the long run you will always win. I delt with some mean girls, I was never mean back and some of them are still my friends. Don't sink to a lesser persons level. Inspire them to be better. Give them a chance to learn the better way. Teach by example.

5. Forgive everyone for everything, because only you are hurt by the grudges you hold inside. It can poison and change you into the same type of person who hurt you. Watch that happen in others. But only forget if you know the person is truly repentant, then give a second chance. 

6. Always tell those you love how you feel. May you never know how someone you love can be gone in an instant and all you want to do is make sure they know/knew how much you mean to them. Even if it's a boy and it's unrequited, you will always wonder what might have been and the sting of rejection may hurt but it dies sooner then regret. Unless, of course, he is the type of person whom you do not want to have power over you. Because sometimes we love people we don't like. So please know how to use both your heart and your brain. There is a reason there is a book called, "he is just not that into you."

7. It is ok to be emotional, it is ok to wear your big heart on your sleeve. Speak your mind, stand up for yourself. Those who tell you otherwise are bitter and wrong. It is also just as important to know when silence speaks louder than words.

8. Whit and cleverness is the best kind of sense of humor. It's only ok to make fun of people for choices they have made, not what they were forced to do or were born with. Bullying is not funny.

9. Take care of yourself. Eat well but it's ok to follow your cravings occasionally. Food is one of my favorite things in life, let it make you happy. Drugs and Alcohol have the power to take descions away from you. You could hurt yourself or someone else in almost every situation involving substances, even with just a little bit. The only way to not relinquish control is to avoid.

10. Live below your means. This is something you might hardly see me do, but I try really hard. Please be better than me. Do not covet thy neighbors possessions. Save money. 

All Hallows' Eve

Dear Lydia,
I spent last night watching you be the nicest person. We went trick-or-treating at the mall. You would go get a candy and would get stuck there because other kids were behind you and you didn't want to push through them. Then a little boy right by you spilled his candy and you said, "I'll help you" and proceeded to pick up his candies and put them in his bucket. You did not try to take a single piece of candy for herself. You are 2. 
Also you wore lipstick and blush for the first time. You cried a little because it was hard to stand still for so long, after having to to get your hair curled. :) 
Your so beautiful, and so kind. I'm so glad your mine. 
Love Mommy




Monday, July 21, 2014

4th of July

Dear Lydia,
When daddy and I were little we never went to the parade with our families. However, I was a little envious of those who did so we took you. Maybe it will grow to be a tradition like fireworks at Murray Park has. You sure liked it this year. You even stopped a float dead in the street. Either he was worried he would run you over or he did it so you could touch it because you just kept saying "wow". Sorry we didn't let you eat all the candy. Your two. 
Love mom. 





After the Parade we went and got Waffle Love and ate it at Grandma Donna's house. Then we went home and had nap time and got ready to go fireworks with everyone. This was the first year Austin sat with us and the West family. You were pretty funny. I bought you this light stick that you just ran a round with. The kid on the blanket next to us kept referring to you as "The Guardian". Then you decided you needed to lay down in between Austin and his girlfriend Kali and then Kaley and her boyfriend Andy. You just switched off between the two. 





Wednesday, July 16, 2014

What I see

Dear Lydia,
I want to try to put into words what I see when I look at you. I see big blue eyes and golden hair that curls perfectly at the ends. I see a sweetheart who shares everything with everyone. Always worried about others. I see two perfect little dimples and a big perfect smile that I just can't help but return. Joy.  I see parts of people I have loved my whole life. I see parts of the one person I chose to dedicate my life to. Lovs. I see light and joy and happiness that just seeps out of you. I see the most beautiful little two year old I have ever seen, I don't even know how that combination came out of me. I had a dream when I was 13, I was rather terrified, that I was having a baby. When the baby came out it had blonde curly hair and blue eyes... That's how I knew it wasn't real. And yet here you are, real. Everything I ever dreamed and believed improbable. Every little girl that's your age I compare to you. You are my ideal, my version of perfect. 

As you grow you may find it hard to see that in the mirror. With all the propaganda  in our coulture it can be hard to keep the image of yourself untainted. You may think that my option of you is tainted because I'm just your mom. I have to feel that way. But the truth is I know a little something about beauty. Beauty is not always Symetrical. Asymmetrical can catch and keep the eye as well. If every part of a person is perfect then there is no realness to it, it becomes unnatural in apperarece. Natural is beautiful. Heathy is beautiful. Heavenly Father knows what he is doing. 

Please know that my option of you is that you are stunningly gorgeous. I literally just stare at you sometimes without meaning to. I could not have selected your DNA better myself. I will always feel that way. 

Someday you may see the struggle that I have with my own beauty. You may not understand why shopping or simply getting ready for the day puts me in a bad mood. I really hope I can get better with this so that it won't effect you. I have issues. I have had issues all my life because of things my mother has said to me. I have struggled with eating disorders and I have never really been able to see good enough when I look at myself. I pray you never understand that side of me. Heaven knows your daddy does not. I definatly have some sort of body dismorphia. So please, don't even let my option of myself ever be something you need to consider within yourself. I am the example of what not to be in that regard. I don't ever want you to feel the way I have felt about myself. 
Hopefully by the time you read this it won't be so much as an issue, but if it is you will at least have my admonishment to recognize the wrongness that it is. 

You are stunning. Looking at you right now, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. You always will be. Know that when you look in the mirror. When you walk into a room. I love you. 


The Gift of Our Physical Bodies

I can honor my Heavenly Father by caring for my body and using it for wise purposes.
Years ago as an early teen, I began to be aware that my body, the precious tabernacle I had likely yearned for in the pre-earth life, was much bigger than might be physically or socially healthy for me, and I wondered what that would mean for my life. It was a confusing time as I struggled to reconcile the contradictory views being thrown at me: God looked on the heart, but it seemed His children, both old and young, cared a great deal about what size I was and what clothes I wore. I did not then understand the relationships between healthful eating, physical exercise, and my appearance, but I did know that God loved me and that He had a plan for me.
My Identity as a Daughter of God
I once confided to my Young Women leader that I was afraid that the boys might not be interested in me because I was overweight. She wisely told me to concentrate on being a friend to all, both boys and girls, and assured me that a person who was a friend to all would be very attractive to the right kind of person. She told me that what we find attractive is a type of mirror into our own souls: “For intelligence cleaveth unto intelligence; wisdom receiveth wisdom; truth embraceth truth; virtue loveth virtue; light cleaveth unto light” (D&C 88:40). I tucked her message into my heart and prayed to Heavenly Father to know if it was true.
I remember praying often to Heavenly Father about the struggle with my weight. In my prayers I attempted to strike a bargain with Him, suggesting that if I read my scriptures every day and prayed to Him day and night, He might respond by making me thin. For days and weeks I kept my end of the so-called deal, yet my body altered little. Even after years of praying, I still found myself bowing on plump knees. Fortunately, beneficial change is not only physical, and in my effort to pour out my heart to Him and keep His commandments, He was working a miracle in my heart. In those days and years of drawing close to Him, I came to feel the sweet companionship of His Spirit testifying that I was His daughter.
Choices concerning My Body
As I learned more about my identity as God’s daughter, I experimented with ways that I could use my agency to affect change in my physical body. Through the foods I chose to eat and the activities in which I participated, I worked very hard to achieve and later maintain a healthy body weight. I discovered that I could honor my Heavenly Father through caring for the gift of my physical body and using it for wise purposes.
However, I also realized that if I wasn’t careful, I could easily become distracted and fashion my body after a worldly image or even reject the gift of my body because it did not measure up to impossible worldly standards. Worse yet, I became tempted to believe Korihor’s philosophy that we “[fare] in this life according to the management of the creature” (Alma 30:17)—that my value would somehow increase or diminish depending upon my ability to achieve a certain size or number on a scale. I learned that improved body management may be an outcome as God helps us make weak things strong, but as an end in itself, “fixation on the physical … is spiritually destructive.”1
The Role of Challenges
In order to avoid these traps, I found it helpful to ponder deeply what God wanted me to learn from an experience in thisparticular body and why a physical body is indispensable in the process of becoming more like Him. I began to see similarities between my struggles and other people’s seemingly unrelated challenges. I discovered that often their problems, like mine, followed the pattern God set for Adam and Eve when he said to them, “Cursed is the ground for thy sake; … thorns also and thistles shall it bring forth to thee; … in the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return unto the ground” (Genesis 3:17–19). In other words, Adam and Eve had to consistently and recurrently work very hard to tame things that spontaneously grew out of control in their lives, but in a sense, God cursed the ground and caused the thorns to grow for their sakes. This insight helped me to recognize the numerous blessings I had experienced in my life by working through my challenges.
Additionally, as I learned more about the Savior’s life and more closely observed struggles in the lives of others, my ability to perceive and recognize beauty grew. The promise of my Young Women leader—that being a friend to all would attract the right kind of person, that “light cleaveth unto light”—was fulfilled in an external way; a truly great-hearted man came into my life and we eventually married. But it was also fulfilledwithin my own heart. Jesus, of whom Isaiah wrote, “He hath no form nor comeliness; and … there is no beauty that we should desire him” (Isaiah 53:2), was a friend to all, and the more I learned about the remarkable ways He coped with challenges in the flesh, the more I wanted to know Him. He mastered His body though fasting, prayer, and self-discipline—not so that He could become an admired physical specimen but so that his body could become a living testament of God’s love for the human family. He used His flesh in a unique, profoundly selfless way to bring about the salvation of all mankind, and He did so in a way that could be called nothing less than beautiful.
A Tool for Service and Learning
Today, I too desire that my body might be a testament of God’s love. Like many people, I work hard every day to reign in my body’s natural predispositions as well as combat worldly “vain imaginations” (1 Nephi 12:18),2but because of Christ’s example, when I keep His perspective, my body becomes a tool to bless the lives of God’s children, and proper maintenance and care of that tool demonstrates my recognition of His noble purposes.
My body also continues to be a vehicle through which I can learn more about Heavenly Father and the Savior. I experience the wonders of nature and creation to a greater degree because of my body, and I find that hiking and running are specific ways I can commune with heaven. My heart echoes the sentiment expressed by a runner in the film Chariots of Fire: “When I run I feel [God’s] pleasure.” I love to feel my pulsing heart provide cleansing, sustaining blood to my inner vessel, and it reminds me of the life-giving blood of the Lamb. It assures me I am a living thing—and indeed it is great to be alive! Similarly, when I truly nourish my physical body through good food and clean water, I feel my very cells respond to revitalization and life, and I see clearer connections with the bread and water He offers us. Even when I am ill, injured, or not as well conditioned as I might like to be, I appreciate what these situations teach me about opposition in all things, faith, line-upon-line growth, and gratitude for any small capacity I may possess.
I feel like Louise Lake, polio victim, who once said, “I love my body … because I have disciplined this flesh, and in times when normally it would have said, ‘Oh I can’t, this is too much, too difficult,’ I have said to my flesh, ‘Arise, you will get out of bed, you willprepare this, you will do that, you will attend this.’”3 Though it may seem ordinary or unremarkable to the eyes of the world, my corporeal collection of cells is a miraculous testament of His grace and love.
May the God of heaven and earth be praised for the flesh—for the bodies that give us opportunities for both physical and spiritual growth. Although the flesh may be weak and can sometimes be the source of trials in this life (see Matthew 26:41), it is also a sweet gift that our wise Father in Heaven has bestowed upon us, His children—a gift through which we can be made strong and become more like Him.