Sooo, I'm noticing that I'm falling into the same pattern I've noticed on other's blogs. Seems if I can't think of something exciting or witty to post, I don't post at all. I don't want to blog like that... So, while some of my post MAY be exciting and witty (because...HELLO...I'm ME, haha), not all of them will be. Some might be just like this, boring, yet possibly insightful and something for my children to look back on and say...OH, wow Mom went through that too. :)
Another note to add is that I added my wonderful husband Ray as an author to this blog. I'm hoping that he will add his exciting and witty thoughts as well and together we might in some fashion create an interesting read for you most days.
I've felt as though I've gone through a forced transistion these past few weeks. As many of you know, I was released from my calling as Young Women's President at church. For those that aren't members of my church, we have jobs at the church that are voluntary. Our leaders extend callings - or jobs- to us and we have the choice to accept or decline. Our church has many different organizations and all of them work together to help us learn and grow in the gospel. I have been blessed as a convert to my religion to receive callings in organizations that I haven't had experience with yet. About 2 years ago I was called into the Young Women organization. This is for the youth girls ages 12 to 18. I was first called as a counselor to the president and found the calling to be such a joy and I was able to learn all about the organization. I thought it was a wonderful blessing to work so closely with these youth and also to learn the programs that my girls would be learning in just a few short years. About one year ago, they asked me to be the president of the organization. This was a bit of a shock because I hadn't been in there very long and also because Ray has a very time consuming and demanding calling in the church as well. It was a wonderful, yet busy and stressful year as president. This month they asked me to do something different. It's hard to spend soo much time with youth and then to just be done. Little kids are easy to love, it just comes naturally. My kids are easy to love, it also comes naturally. I was unsure of how easily the love would come for these young girls that I didn't know and that were at such "difficult" ages. The love I knew would be neccessary if I was going to serve them the way the Lord would want me to. I was amazed! The beautiful, sweet spirits not only were truly easy to love, but they loved me back in a way I wasn't expecting. The trust and the level that they were thinking at were awesome. The joy that they had and shared was amazing!
So, now I'm in with the Relief Society sisters. I have always loved Relief Society and I was excited to learn I would be able to attend their Sunday meetings. I was asked to serve as a counselor to the president and work with the enrichment of the sisters. I've had this calling before and it did not intimidate me for that reason. However, I'm realizing that going back to something after so many years is not an easy transition. It's fun to think that all these women have so much wisdom to share with me. I hope that I can make the most of this time and learn and share and serve in a way that is pleasing to my Lord. I'm also able to support and help Ray in his calling more. He needs to be out among the people and visiting and helping them a lot and this was very difficult for him to do when I was gone a lot with the young women. So, mostly good things coming from the change, but a transition none-the-less and I don't do well with changes. :)
I'm looking forward to the holidays. We origionally had planned on going camping during our Thanksgiving holiday...however we decided to stay at home and use the time to get some things done around the house that had been put on the back burner. Ray has been working a lot of overtime and so a whole day off at home is hard to come by. We are looking forward to getting our house in order for the holiday celebrations come December.
Stella turns 9 next month. It seems each year gets harder with their birthdays. I'm excited for them, but sad for me. I start looking at pictures of them when they were little and think about how long ago they seemed that little and yet it seems so fast all at the same time.
You know, I think in honor of my kids, I'm going to do a post for each of them and just tell everything about them that I love. I'm so thankful for my kids and I should express it more. What better place then this. :)
