My Sister

My sister is less than 3 years older than me. Yet she is a college graduate, a wife, and a mom to the cutest little girl. Holy cow I am amazed by her. Talk about someone who has prioritized her life in a fantastic way and has her stuff together. Hopefully in like 7-10 years from now I will have caughten up to her level of awesomeness. My sister is the cutest Mom ever. She loves my niece Claire in the most selfless way. She has sacrificed so much to take care of her little girl. Carrying her for 9 months, going through labor, and now her life has become upside down because newborns have crazy schedules. I love my sister and am going to miss her immensely when I serve as a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. It's not easy having a sister that is a genius and good looking but I wouldn't want anyone else to be my sister. I love that she will be crazy with me, and that she puts up with my weirdness. She is always so encouraging to me when I talk about running and she makes me feel good about myself when I am unable to see myself as the daughter of God that I am. I also love that she married Grant because he's the best brother in law. He's a smarty pants too so my niece is most likely going to grow up to be even smarter than her parents. I am grateful that I am sealed to my family for FOREVER! 

2015 Comeback

Blogging is the sort of thing where you either blog super consistently, or not at all for like six months. Like all things in life, I definitely need to become more balanced at it. OH LIFE.  I guess I'm making a come back to the blogging world with a super sappy "It's 2015" post so I hope no one actually reads my blog.  I should be sleeping right now but I have a lot on the mind. In 2014, I definitely learned I could do hard things. (And not because my Mom tells me everyday...) I thought overcoming an eating disorder in 2012 was hard, and learning where I stood in 2013 was just as difficult. Ya no, 2014 definitely had its "hard" trials to top them all. But I am grateful for every single one of them. Thank goodness Heavenly Father sacrificed his Son who made the last infinite and eternal sacrifice so we could all be saved because mercy is the greatest gift. I love my Savior. I am learning that he is not just an advisor/life coach, he is my SAVIOR so he constantly saves me on a daily basis if I just trust in him. I am so grateful that I have been growing up with a knowledge of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. It still baffles my mind the big difference reading/not reading the scriptures makes in how my day plays out. In church every Sunday they always say read your scriptures, say your prayers, over and over again. But seriously it's emphasized so much because it is so important and you can say that you know that but until you exercise your faith and put it first priority in your day before anything you will never know as well as you can.  When I don't read them in the morning I am way too dramatic and sensitive until I read them. Whatever scriptures you read in the religion you worship, read them every morning. Everyday. We all need the sacred words and comfort that the word of God brings into our daily lives. I especially need the scriptures to guide me as my life has taken a turn into being busy, busy, busy. At my job, we're all girls. Aka I work in a drama zone. School this second semester is going better than expected. I am taking a few more classes than I did last semester, but I'm not stressed yet. (Too blessed to me stressed, I guess ;)....) Anndddd I'm dating the greatest guy I've ever met so how can I be down? Spoiler alert, at the end of the day I can't be.