Life as we know it...crazy!

What I am about to write has taken a lot of courage for me to write. I am not trying to get pity for I know that this is a very sensitive topic, but for me writing things down is therapeutic and helps me overcome my deepest pains. So please bear with me as what I am about to share is extremely personal. These last two weeks of my life have been the hardest two weeks of my entire life. As I sit back and reflect on what has happened, it makes me incredibly grateful for the tender mercies given to me during this time. I know that it is through these tender mercies I was being prepared for what was going to happen. It also brings tears to my eyes, both happy and sad, both of frustration and of joy. I have had to fall to my knees several times not even knowing what to pray for, but simply just seeking for answers. These past two weeks have been so emotional and heartbreaking for us, but surprisingly just what we needed. Let’s back up to when it all started shall we? Back in October, Sp

Hello! Our summer flew by and it's sad that it's over. As I sat down and reflected on what we did and accomplished it put a huge smile on my face. So are you ready? Our summer started off with a bang. We finished spring semester at school and packed up our entire apartment on Lance Street in Midvale and moved to Salt Lake. We packed my cute little Versa to the max with our clothes, and shoved everything else we owned into a 14ft moving truck (mistake on my part). With the help of our lovely family and friends we had everything moved out of our old place and into our new place within three hours. It was amazing! We love our new apartment! All thanks to our cousins Steven and Emilee for hooking us up! I have had so much fun decorating it and enjoy living so close to everything we love to do. With this move we gained the best neighbors and friends. We have had to learn how to fight the heat, combat spiders and other creepy crawly bugs, and squeeze things into our smaller freezer.

Yesterday on my way home from church I received the most unexpected and devastating news that my sweet Grandma K had suffered from a stroke. Not your typical news you want to hear after such a rewarding Sunday. Initially, I didn't know what to think, but when I told Spencer, it hit me that she might not make it. As we waited to hear from my parents to see how things were going, my sisters and I were talking to each other and came to the conclusion that we needed to pray. Since we all live in different cities, these were done individually. A little background, Grandma and Grandpa had gone camping with my parents, Aunt Ann and Uncle Gregory, and our good and lifelong family friends the Sandmires. On Sunday morning she had complained of her head hurting and slumped over, being caught by a table (that in all honesty provided her to live for the next little bit). My parents described they instantly knew she had suffered a stroke as her left side of her face was droopy and her very slur

I had an experience a few weeks ago that helped me realize the power of prayer. This is kind of personal (not kind of... it is very personal), but I wanted to share it and maybe someone could benefit from it. For a while I have had abnormal bleeding (for long periods of time), not thinking really anything of it, I ignored it for months actually. At times it would be pretty painful, took some IB Profin, and I ignored it. I was talking to someone who said that with the IUD that I had, that bleeding that bad was not normal. Again, I didn't think anything of it. Spencer and I have been talking about our future family and this came up in conversation. Spencer is not as excited about starting our family this young but I am all over it. I was surprised when he asked me to go get it checked out, because something could be wrong. It took for me to hear him say that to go schedule an appointment. Of course I looked online of what it could possibly be and then I got nervous. I had been em

What is love? (Come on I know all of you started singing it... What is love... baby don't hurt me... at all!). With Valentine's Day approaching I thought this would be an appropriate time to post again(of course it is going to be mushy!). I keep telling myself I need to post more, but I don't, I am terrible at it. So I hope you forgive me and enjoy! The past couple of months time has just flown by and there are times that I wish I could slow it down just for a minute so that I can catch up. I feel like I have been running a marathon with all that I have been doing. With me being in school again, and the husband being totally engulfed by school and work, there has hardly been time for us to do anything. If you have read my other posts, you know I say this a lot, but being married to an engineer student is hard. Everyday I have to compete with text books, coding processes, MatLab, and extremely boring videos on how to solve problems. There are still times that I am bitter b