I am by no means perfect or pretend to be. But even so, all my life people have come to me for help and advice with personal problems. God has given me the gift of a listening ear and clarity of mind when troubles arise. I also don't take things personally when someone just needs to vent. I know all too well that sometimes the release we need is to yell, scream and cry. I don't feel these are signs of weakness (as long as it's not done in anger). Personally I feel it's a better way to express frustration than breaking things or punching holes in the walls. But that's just me.
Briefly about me...I have always tried my best to use the talents God has given me in my life (except for the musical ones... I tend to hide those) to help better the lives of others. I get great joy and happiness bringing a smile to someone's face or lightening a burden of one who is heavy laden. I ask to serve others and don't like to be told no. People say that they think my own personal plate in life is full as it is, but I say, "Bring it on!" I have a wonderful friend, Fawn, who gets it and said something awesome to me. "For some of us in life, when our plates get full they just grow bigger."
I have had my fair share (and then some) of trials over the years. I had a hard childhood which made me grow up all too fast (but I am grateful for the lessons it taught me) and have had to acknowledge that things happened to me that are not OK in any way shape or form. But they made me stronger and a fighter for what IS right. God knew just where to place me in life to ready me for my challenges of today.
My husband and I just celebrated our 10 year anniversary. Within those 10 years, we have housed many friends and relatives for short and long durations, some even multiple times at different occasions. I take care of my 20 year old autistic brother who is also currently living with us. He just graduated High School this school year, which was a HUGE deal for us all! Another one of my brothers has also been living with us for about a year and a half now as well (I have 3 brothers, and 2 sisters). My husband and I have 3 living children with 8 in heaven. One of our sons is also terminally ill. Starting in the fall I will be doing college all over again. I'll be going into pre-nursing. I went to college 10-12 years ago and paid every dime out of pocket from my 3 jobs I was working while attending. But I never graduated- for a few reasons out of my control. My program changed, credits got lost, transfers didn't work out, and funds were gone. All these years later I'm ready to go back, but what was left of my credits are now expired. Back to square one.
I belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, which is well known for it's service and compassion. I fit right in. It is truly because of my faith in my Heavenly Father and the Savior that I have made it out of my ordeals with a smile still on my face, usually accompanied by a tear or two. I know without a shadow of a doubt that my experiences are for my own good, not only for me to learn and grow but to share and help others who may not be as strong as I am. "My cup is full and runneth over" with love and compassion for my fellow humans, and I am hoping that with this blog I can touch farther than my hands can physically reach. Let us extend out to each other and make this world a better place, one household at a time!