Would You Go West?

Bishop calls me up on Sunday night and asks how I'm doing. I'm sick! (I woke up with a sore throat, I sneezed and coughed during sunday school and Relief society. I'm not doing good.)

He said he had a special topic that he would like me to talk on the next sunday.

Okay.

The TOPIC: Would you go west!

The focus sunday was on pioneers.

How do you prepare for a talk like that. Do you look up scriptures? Do you look up stories? do I read a lesson over and over again?

This is the first night I haven't taken Nyquil to get to sleep. I think I need it more this night. I keep tossing and turning as I see that the time is creeping up on me and I don't know what I'm going to talk about on Sunday. It could go all sorts of directions.

Would YOU Go West if the Prophet asked you to?

Another Rascal Flatts MY WISH

I hope the days come easy and the moments pass slow
and each road leads you to where you wanna go.

And if you're faced with a choice and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you

and if one door opens and another door closed
I hope you keep on walking til you find the window

if its cold outside show the world the warmth of your smile,
but more than anything, more than anything...

My wish for you is that this life becomes all that you wanted to,
your dreams stay big, your worries stay small
you never need to carry more than you can hold .

and while your out there getting where you're getting to
I hope you know somebody loves you
and wants the same things too, ya this is my wish

I hope you never look back but you never forget,
all the ones you loved you are the place you lived

I hope you always forgive and never regret
and you help somebody every chance you get

oh you find gods grace in every mistake
and always give more than you take
but more than anything

While you loved me, by rascal flatts

If I ever write a story of my life, don't be surprised if you're where it begins.
I'd have to dedicate every line on of every page to the memories we made while you loved me.

I was born the day you kissed me, I died inside the night you left me. But I lived, oh how I lived......While you loved me

I'd start on chapter one, love innocent and young, as a morning sun on a new day
Even though I know the end, well I'd do it all again, cuz I got a lifetime in while you loved me.

was born the day you kissed me, I died inside the night you left me. But I lived, oh how I lived........While you loved me

was born the day you kissed me, I died inside the night you left me. But I lived, oh how I lived......I LIVED

While you loved me...

Time flies!

What is that old saying "I am busier than a one legged man in a butt kicking contest!"

I can't believe what this past month has endured. Life lessons everywhere. Some I have liked, some I haven't. I will just share some of them in random thoughts. Maybe I can get some sleep. Lets see, what has been on my mind.

True love endures when 2 people forgive each other. I will stand up and be counted. I am worthy of good things. Watching Fresh love bloom is refreshing to me, and makes me want to reach for that "feeling" again. I'm sorry dad I forgot you on Fathers Day. I forgot my stepdad too. I am Sorry Jerry I forgot your birthday. I'm a terrible (busy) daughter. Elders come out on their mission for someone. I like waking up and starting a new day. Self esteem comes when you exercise, eat right, and get enough sleep, and look in the mirror and say...I am who God needs me to be! It's all a balancing act! I love saving people. I love helping little old ladies with their "charlotte's webs". I wished I could sleep. I haven't slept since someone got moved away. I hope I have found a new friend. I am grateful my kids are watching the daycare while I'm helping Ron. They will never know how much I appreciate it.I hope my finger feels better in the morning, Its not fun shutting your finger in the van door, looking down and saying....HEY, I THINK THAT'S MY HAND. How do I get it out now? haha! I love making white carpet white again. thank goodness for bread and water, maybe I can go lay down again and at least get 2 hours of rest. I love having a heart that beats, but it is scary when it 1. beats too fast. 2. Beats too hard. 3. Doesn't beat at all. 4. When its broken. 5. When it yearns for something different.

those are some random thoughts for this Am. More later! Good morning? Good night?