Showing posts with label Marriage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marriage. Show all posts

Friday, June 21, 2013

Knitting=?

Happy Funny Friday! 

I saw this a while back, and it cracked me up. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.


I'm a HUGE fan of marriage, (and I must be married to the most patient man on earth,) so this one's for you, Matt! 

What is the best lesson you've learned about cultivating strong relationships? 

Monday, January 28, 2013

Is 13 Lucky or Unlucky?

What do you think?

It's a question my husband and I toss back and forth. We don't really buy into superstition--well, except that cheese is a cosmic force for happiness. But let's face it, that's truth. =)

And so is the fact that 13 years ago today, I married my best friend. For us 13 just might be the luckiest number in the world: 13 years of crazy adventures. 13 years of companionship. 13 years spent with an amazing creative partner... 

He used to make me laugh all the time. On my wish list of traits for a future husband, humor was #2. (Lucky me.) Now that I know all his jokes and the thought processes behind them, I don't laugh out loud, but I chuckle inside and can't help but recall how much I adore him. So, this goes out to my wonderful Matthew:

When upon a starry night
Into heaven’s lens I gaze
A sense of who and what we are
Within my heart doth enflame

And I am carried to the past
One evening’s murky veil
Drawn across celestial views
Removed by love divine—

Then to our eyes the heavens lit
With worlds and truths on high
As we, mere mortals, gazed above
And glimpsed our future, side by side.

In my heart the promise sank
And there it does endure
From that hour to this, and eternity
My hand, dear Matthew, is yours.

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We've decided that 13 is our lucky number, and this is going to be the best year of our lives so far, because each one we spend together gets better.


How about for you? Is 13 lucky, or unlucky? 

Monday, November 12, 2012

The America that Was

My grandfather fought in World War II. As a pilot, he recalls sitting on a hill in the Philippines and looking out over foreign landscape, wondering if he would ever have a family. To him and the thousands of others who have served their country, I salute you. There is no greater love than a man or woman being willing to lay down their life for their friends.

Thankfully for Grandpa, there was a happily ever after. He married an amazing woman, served the Salt Lake City area as a respected physician for many many years, and has built a legacy of productive, god-fearing children, none of whom would enjoy the blessings of freedom without  his and other veterans' willingness to serve. Instead of laying down his life for a great cause, he lived his life for a great cause, bringing forth a generation of hard-working people who fight to keep America great.

I have often heard my grandmother say she wishes we could see the America she grew up in. It has changed so much. She was a professional secretary, and the technological leaps are baffling to her. The conveniences we enjoy are things she never takes for granted. BUT, in one vital way this America is nowhere near as wonderful as the one she remembers.

When I was a kid, I recall every great romantic movie or story ended with a proposal. There was no greater sign of love than a life-long commitment to the other person. The expectation was that you'd grow up, get married, have kids and do your very best to raise them in a moral and disciplined environment--like the one your parents and their parents before them created. And why? Because you were building the future and perpetuating a society that thinks more on the good of the future than individual satisfaction. (Like the world for which our veterans and military have sacrificed.) Fathers went to work to provide for their children. Mothers remained at home to build and maintain a loving environment that was clean and wholesome for raising a family. Children attended school and obtained an education under the tutelage of caring instructors.

True love is about sacrifice, and we could see it in our parent's every-day choices.

One thing I've learned in my short 32 years: people have short memories. 

The society we live in today has forgotten many of these lessons. Be that because of media influences, or the gradual turn toward a "me" mentality, the result is the same: increased divorces, a majority of children being born to unwed mothers, a loss of confidence and hope in children about the future, a populace who chooses to legalize addictive and damaging drugs, a presidential candidate who champions abortion (oh, I mean the murder of unborn babies--because let's call it what it is), and a society that no longer believes in the sanctity or importance of marriage. Who is going to stand and fight against this decay of morality?

This is no longer the America where I was born, but I am fighting, just like my grandfather, for the values that I hold dear. Every day I spend hours educating three children I hope will build a better future for our nation. I give hours each week to church and community associations that strengthen families and teach lost morals. I keep a daily journal to remind myself the reasons I do what I do, and recommit each morning to continue the fight. We've banned TV from our home to keep out immoral influences and monitor what our children read and view online.

Will you join in that fight with me? Will you commit to build a stronger America (or whichever country in which you reside), and a brighter future for the world to come?

America is a burning beacon of hope for the world. Let's keep it shining bright.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Happiness is...

I was going to post this really cutsie little piece about things that make me happy and finding happiness in everyday life...

But as I walked into my kitchen I found myself facing this:


It left me pondering why so many marriages fail, and my heart was sad. Yes, THE SIGN MADE ME SAD. (Darn, this was going to be all about being happy!) I wasn't sad for myself, but for all those people out there who marry and hope their joy will last for years to come, only to have it crash down a few months or years later. Sure, maybe they're still married, but are they happy? (Okay, where's my box of tissue?) 

There's a reason that plaque up there doesn't say, "Happiness is marrying your best friend". Nothing is so constant as change. (Relationships especially.) We are always growing closer to or further from the people in our lives. The relationships we nurture, like a tender plant, are the ones that strengthen and grow into a great trees. Those trees can withstand all kinds of turbulent weather, but only if the plant is sheltered from the storm while young. 

My husband and I dated/wrote for two and a half years, but I didn't know he was a Yankees fan until we'd been married a year! That's not to say we didn't have a great relationship. We loved one another completely and shared everything, but we were still two different people. Surprises were inevitable.

As human beings, we want to be understood on a deeper level. We yearn for it. We NEED it. How easy it is to tread on someone's trust, especially someone who has opened their entire heart to you! There were times I wanted to walk (sometimes run) away from my hubby in frustration or anger, but we had a strong set of roots, ones that kept us firmly planted and committed to one another.

Those roots were more than a foundation of trust. When I married my husband, it was a commitment between myself, my husband, and God. The times when I've wanted to wring my hubby's neck or storm away, I had another member of our marriage to turn to, one who understands me AND my spouse entirely. He has kept us close, and I thank him every day for that. He has taught me that if a relationship is to succeed, it has to be about the other person, about how to make them happy. There are very few people who will not eventually reciprocate loving treatment. Even if we don't see a response, our focus becomes service, and service is the key to happiness. 

Oh, and cheese.  

So what in the world does that have to do with writing?

Happiness really is about the relationships in our lives. I once heard a very wise man say that love is actually spelled T-I-M-E. It's easy to get wrapped up in our careers or goals, but if we're really truly seeking to be happy, we have to set those things aside and make time for the people who matter most.

And now I need a piece of mozzarella. 

What secrets have you learned in finding happiness?

Thursday, November 4, 2010

The Secret Project

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There are few things worth putting your entire life on hold:


Marriages

Deaths

Births

...Secret Missions...


My life is officially on hold for the sake of a SUPER SECRET PROJECT.

One to eight hours a day fold beneath the horizon as we (me and my STELLAR team) whittle away at the enormity of our task. 

Can I tell you what we're doing?


No. Not yet. But it's going to be awesome, and big.