"Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he has been robbed . . . Life is just like an old time rail journey . . . delays, sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders, and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling bursts of speed. The trick is . . . to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride."
— Gordon B. Hinckley
I love this.
Sometimes my life is thrilling: family vacations! romantic get-aways! Season premiers of LOST! I am in love with my fabulous husband, my children are talented and well-behaved, and I am on top of the world!
Sometimes my life is boring: laundry . . . dishes . . . scrubbing. Again. And bossing kids around. Again. Looking in the mirror and deciding if my hair is passable, or if I have to actually take a shower. Again.
But if I've learned anything from Relief Society it's that the joy is in the journey.
I have to find the beauty in the mundane, in order to appreciate the glorious in the spectacular.
The more I look for the good, the more I see.
The more I listen for the good, the more I hear.
The joy is in the journey. The bumpy, rocky, sometimes-boring, but sometimes-thrilling journey.
And I am enjoying the ride.
This is the teary post-script.
I want to tell you how much I love my family and friends. My parents--I love you for everything you have do and continue to do for me. My parents-in-law--you are wonderful and accept me as your own. My sisters-in-law Kim, Heather, Betsie, and Brooklyn--you are my sisters and I love you so much. David, my brother--you are so special to me and I love you more than you know. My brothers-in-law Nate and Andy--you will always be part of the family. My grandma, aunt and uncle, and cousins Chris and Jenn--I wish we were geographically closer because I love you. My nieces Cambria, Maya, Evangeline, Kess, and Kira--you are beautiful and fill my life with happiness. My nephew Ben--you are Tyce's special buddy and I love that you two have each other.
My friends, near and far, old and new, young and not-so-young--you are what keeps me grounded as a person. With you I can laugh, cry, and be myself. Thank you.
And to my husband and children--well, there's just too much to say. I will sum it up with those three little words, but know that they are packed with meaning: Give me cheesecake.
I LOVE YOU.