Childhood in a Church

The weekend after Christmas, we went to visit family in Virginia, where I grew up. On that Sunday morning, Jad, the kids and I attended The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints on Bailey Bridge Road, the church building I attended for most of my childhood up until I went to college. I hadn’t…

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All my love always, Betsy

I see at my dad a lot, so he doesn’t call me very often. He did today, though, at 11:08 AM. He proceeded to tell me something I never expected to hear: that my Aunt Betsy, his youngest sister, had passed away. When he told me, I was really surprised. I knew that she had…

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Christmas is all about a Gift

I have been pondering a lot about gifts this Christmas season. That is the first thing many of us do once Thanksgiving comes to a close – we frantically start looking for gifts to buy our loved ones. We spend the month of December shopping, buying, wrapping, and often stressing. I personally have been spoiled…

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From Weak to Strong

My husband, Jad, has been going through an IT certification program since September. He has taken four certification exams so far. In preparation for each, he has attended all of his classes, done all the labs and pretests, and spent hours and hours studying. He has also refrained from ever studying on the Sabbath Day…

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My Favorite Piece of Jewelry

For Christmas this year, I asked my husband to get me something I already have. It’s a type of ring that has very special meaning to me. Recently I have felt a very strong desire to wear this ring, or one like it, every day of my life. No longer do I want to have…

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Let’s do what we can

I wish we could travel more. Why don’t we ever go out to eat? My shoes are starting to look old. My coat is a little snug around the middle. My clothes don’t all fit quite right. Our van is disgusting; it has crumbs and dog hair all in it. The baby’s socks are stained…

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Let the Memory Live Again

As I have been writing this blog, I have felt this bold, and dutiful desire – even obligation – to share my past experiences, mistakes, trials and heartaches with  anyone in the world who would read my words. If you asked me last year if I would ever make a lot of these things public…

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