Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Change your day

Organic Ironwork Duvet Cover + Shams
I want this for my bedroom

Do you ever wake up on the wrong side of the bed?  Where does that phrase come from?  Wouldn’t it be amazing if our bad mood could be fixed by simply going back to bed and getting up on the other side?  Sometimes we need to push the bad side of our bed up against a wall so that we are forced to get out on the happy side.  If only life were that easy…

I woke up on the “wrong side of the bed” yesterday morning.  “I’m sorry, I’m not having a good morning - I just need to go back to bed and start over” was my apology to Troy as we were bumping into each other in the hallway trying to get ready for work.  There was nothing keeping me from making it a good day other than my own mental attitude.  Nothing happened to put me in a bad mood.  I just was.  

I decided that there was no point in being grouchy if even I didn’t know what I was being grouchy for.  Wasted energy.  It is so much easier to be happy and content, then angry at…nothing.  

When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.” – Max Planck, Nobel Prize Winner

If I stop looking at the day as a negative and instead start seeing it as an opportunity to make positive memories, will it become an optimistic day?  

Yes!  Yesterday was a good day.  Nothing great happened, there are no moments that stand out to me, but it was a good day.  When I went back to bed last night I felt content and happy. 

Change the way you look at your day, and see if it your day changes. 

Monday, August 29, 2011

He makes me cry the good kind of tears

Every year I ask Troy to not spend any money buying me a birthday present.  My favorite birthday/anniversary/Christmas/Valentines gifts are the ones you can't buy in a store.  Love letters, lazy afternoons laying on a blanket at the park, evenings spent cuddling under one blanket, and any meals I didn't have to cook are all great presents for me. 

When I got out of the shower I found post it notes stuck to the walls all over the house.  Here is what they said:

  • Happy
  • Birthday
  • To
  • My
  • Beautiful
  • Wife
  • I see the world inside your eyes
  • You make me smile every day
  • I would rather have one smell of your hair or one touch of your hand than an eternity without it.
  • I am so thankful for your family
  • I am so thankful for your family, they are a blessing. 
    • (yep, he is double thankful for my family!)
  • You've grown to be such a part of me that without you life is no more than a desperate sigh.  They say love comes and goes, and to that I disagree.  So here's my hand, take it and don't let go of me.
  • I
  • Love
  • You
  • Thank you for cooking almost every night
  • I love your optimistic views
  • You make me an optimistic person
  • You helped me find a church family
  • I thank God every day that you are in my life
  • You are my best friend
  • When one finds a worthy wife, her value is far beyond pearls.  Her husband, entrusting his heart to her, has an unfailing prize.  Proverbs 31:10-11
  • You are the best thing that has ever happened to me
  • You make me a better person

I love him.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Thankful Thursday 08-25-11

  • Troy got baptized!  I almost feel like that is all I need to write this week, because that is enough.  Troy got baptized and it was good.  Fist pumps, tears, laughter, and so much more.  Four days later and it is still the number one topic being discussed at our house.
  • My email is getting loaded up with free birthday meals!  So many meals, so little time...
  • Spinach salad is oh so good!  I have been eating a lot of it lately and loving it. 
  • Power outages are a quick excuse to complain.  We rely on electricity and when it's gone we get grouchy!  I am thankful that it did not affect my life too much.  It's kind of fun to roam around the house with only lightening to show you the way. 
  • Levi and I had a great time at the air show on Saturday.  I am amazed at how much knowledge that boy knows!  I was constantly questioning the never ending flow of information that just kept rattling out of his mouth, and it turns out that every time he was right.  Take your kids to the library, read with them, let them watch tv (yes, even silly Disney shows taught him about planes), and listen to them when they speak.  Levi was my teacher on Saturday, and although I didn't understand half of the big words he used, I left with a much greater understanding of planes...and of the person Levi is, and will grow to be. 

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Thankful Thursday 08-18-11

At the Susan G. Komen walk on Sunday

  • My computer is back!!!!
  • We have been experiencing cooler weather here.  Even a high in the low 90's feels like relief!
    • Also thankful for the rain!
  • World Service Corps.  Such an awesome program, and my home congregation had TWO volunteers this year. 
  • Troy and I participated in the Susan G Komen Race for the Cure for the third year.  30,000 people walking for the same cause!  It's very emotional to be walking in a pink sea of strangers and to see the signs pinned to people's back stating who they are walking in memory of.  There are many success stories, but those "in memory" signs are the ones that really touch me. 
    • We always choose a favorite t-shirt from the mass amount of creativity we see during the walk and this years winner is....."Dudes, check your boobs".  Don't forget, men get breast cancer too!
  • Troy's sister is getting married!  Her excitement is contagious :)
  • Laughing until my eyes leak!
  • This is a great, yet sad story about love. 
  • This past week has been full of love, church, and some great music on K-Love.  Have you read Troy's latest blog yet?

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Troy takes the plunge

The Odessa congregation

Troy is getting baptized this Sunday.  Before you read any more of this blog CLICK RIGHT HERE and go read Troy's blog first.  Then come back over here and read what I have to say.

Did you read Troy's blog?????  I'll wait for you to finish...take your time. 

I never really thought about Troy getting baptized.  Until he brought it up, it honestly had not crossed my mind.  There has never been any doubt in my mind that Troy has invited Christ into his life and keeps that in his daily thoughts/actions/prayers.  I can't imagine anyone questioning this about him.  I never have.  I had a moment where I did not understand his need to get baptized again with a new church.  A lot of talking later and I'm good with his decision (not that it's up to me) and I understand where he is coming from. 

The thing that stuck out to me was that he wanted to be a member of the Community of Christ.  This is where I started to push back at him.  There was no doubt in my mind that Troy was prepared to be baptized, but before I would be comfortable supporting him in his confirmation as a member of this church, I had to challenge his decision.  That was hard for me!  I struggled to find a way to push him, yet still be supportive. 

I know that Troy would do just about anything for me, but I would not let him do this for me.  It had to be for him, not for me.  Attending church together is a top priority for our relationship.  We both agreed that we did not want to be a couple that attended seperate churches.  We were both willing to try something new and keep trying until we found a place that felt like home for both of us.  To Troy's credit, he was much more flexible than I was, but in the end I would have gone wherever we both felt "right", even if it had meant leaving what I already knew.  Lucky for me he fell in love with the church that already had my heart. 

We started attending the Odessa congregation regularly and Troy fell in love with them.  I understand, because I am in love with them too, but I couldn't let him choose to become a member of this church because of one amazing group of people.  I told him that he had to learn more.  He needed to know not only more about the church as a whole, but he needed to learn about other congregations.  One of my favorites things about the Community of Christ is that we are such a diverse and open group of people.  He needed to make this decision because he loves this church, not just this congregation.  I wanted to know that if we moved to North Carolina (my dream, not his) and had to drive 45 minutes to attend church each Sunday that he was willing to do that, even though it was not the Odessa congregation.  I told him that before he could make this decision he needed to think about whether or not he would keep attending this church if I were to pass away.  Don't choose a church because of me.  Choose a church because there is no doubt in your mind that it is the right decision for you.  And so with that, I told him he needed to wait (and I'm not the type to tell someone one what  to do).  We were going to make a point to explore this church outside of Odessa.

We read about the church (Troy much more than me).  He does not like to read, but really got into learning more about the church and he would come to me with questions/comments.  I did not have a ton of answers for him (but I do know a lot of church songs and some of those had the answers!) so we got on the internet, read more, and asked others for help.  Troy has been refreshing my memory on things I hadn't thought about in a very long time!  I can honestly tell you that right now Troy could tell you more about the sacrements than I could because it is all fresh in his mind. 

We went to family camp, which was one of our goals on the road to baptism/confirmation.  This was an opportunity to learn about other members of the church.  We soaked in so much information that people didn't even realize they were feeding to us.  We listened to what people had to say about their own congregations: what they loved and what they hoped to change.  We experienced things we wanted more of, and things we could have done with less of.  We sat together every day and talked about what it means to be a member of this church, a member of this mission center, a young adult, a leader and a follower in our day to day lives.

As Troy and I have been discussing what it is that makes this church the right one for us, we each have had trouble putting it into words that others would understand (me more so than him).  As I was looking around on the church website last week, I came across the following: "Faith, experience, tradition, and scholarship each have something to contribute to our understanding of scripture. In wrestling to hear and respond to the witness of scripture, the church must value the light that each of these sources may offer."  That's it!  I am constantly changing and growing, and because of that, what I bring to this church and what I get from this church are constantly changing.  I believe that the bible is an amazing reference, but the world has changed, we have changed, and that's a good thing!  We must open our minds and our hearts to new experiences and new ways of thinking.  We are constantly learning and it would be silly to not put that new knowledge to use understanding the bible/life/relationships/oursevles better.  To me, the Community of Christ church keeps me grounded and on a straight path, but at the same time challenges me to think outside the box and appreciates my ability to do that. 

I am happy that we have found a place we both agree on, but I had never considered asking Troy about becoming a member.  I was just happy to have him sitting next to me holding my hand during prayers.  That was enough for me, and I never expected anything more. He has been so touched and made to feel at home in this church that he asked started asking questions about how he could make this his forever home. 

This Sunday Troy will be baptized and confirmed as a member of "our church" and I will be sitting in the front row crying tears of joy. 

Monday, August 15, 2011

Darn Porcupines

I'm back!  Did you miss me?  Don't answer that...unless your name is Pat, and in that case I already know the answer, so please feel free to tell me (again) how much you missed my blogging!

My computer was sick.  Several doctors checked it out, and it wasn't looking good, but then they realized it needed a heart (hard drive) transplant.  I'm happy to report that the computer is doing much better, although like any transplant patient it is still recovering.  I'm doing my best to break it in :)

I was sick.  I have a history of kidney stones, so when I woke up in the middle of the night with stabbing back pain I knew right away what was going on.  Have you ever had kidney stones?  They hurt!  Imagine a porcupine trying to crawl through a garden hose, only it's inside your body.  Yep, it's that painful.  The only thing you can do (as the doctor so kindly reminded me) is "hurry up and wait".  You flush as much water through that hose as you can in hopes that the porcupines (yes, I had three of them) will slip on a slick spot and rush out a little earlier than anticipated. 

I went to the ER in hopes of finding a way to control the pain (hello pain killers), and that was a tough decision for me to make.  I paced around the house for hours before finally waking Troy up and telling him to take a shower because I needed a designated driver.  (Note to self: Troy does not drive fast at night, even if we are on our way to the ER.  Remember this in the future.)

You know how you see people on TV screaming at the doctors and nurses because they are in pain?  I was the complete opposite.  I was determined to NOT be the crazy patient they all talked about around the lunch table (I watch too much Grey's Anatomy).  I asked about their kids, what time they were supposed to go to lunch (again...Grey's Anatomy), and joked around with them after they filled my bladder and then wouldn't unhook me from the IV so I could empty it.  You know what I was thinking about that whole dad!  I was being rolled through the halls, my legs shaking from the pain, and I kept thinking "what would dad do?"  And so I smiled, made sure to tell everyone please and thank you, and I did my best to make sure that everyone that came into my room felt at ease.  They gave me two shots of morphine and a prescription for some strong pain killers to take home, but the best medicine I received all day was when the doctor told me I was the most pleasant patient he had.  My pain didn't matter in that moment, because I had made my doctor smile. 

As I was in the ER with my kidney stones I was making small talk, and joking around with the doctors, nurses, techs, or anyone that came into my room.  I am not a comedian (although sometimes I pretend to be), but I felt a rush every time I made them smile.  Do you think trips like these bring out the best in us?  Do they bring out the worst?  Is it different for each person?  Perhaps I was just trying to keep my mind focused on something else. 
I know that when I look back on each time I have had kidney stones I have been really stressed out.  I tend to hold things in and by doing that I am not allowing my body to do what it needs to do to keep me safe and healthy (and to keep me from giving large chunks of my paycheck to the hospital).  I internalize everything until finally my body has no choice but to fight against those ugly porcupines. 

Lesson learned, or at the very least, acknowledged.