A real prayer 


I had the most amazing experience this morning. I have always prayed, but I have never felt it be very meaningful. A lot of times, OK most of the time, I find myself praying without really thinking about it. I thank God for certain blessings and help in my life. I ask for help with things and I pray for other people. But it has always kind of been me thinking about what I’m praying about instead of thinking about having a conversation with my Father. 
This morning was different. I don’t know what changed and what made me realize that I could have been praying a more personal way all these years. 

  Every 2 hours I have a notification show up on my phone to remind me of the things I want to keep in mind. Things like “keep Christ at the center of your life “and “hugs and kisses” and “only love” and “did you think to pray?”

This morning when my “did you think to pray?” notification came up, I was in the kitchen with a counter full of corn that I had picked and was getting ready to freeze. I was in the middle of listening to a really great podcast from the power of moms radio and I didn’t really want to stop everything I was doing, but I knew if I didn’t say my prayers right then, the day would escape and I wouldn’t get to it. So I paused my podcast and put down my knife and went into my room.

Now let me just tell you how amazing my prayer was! And I know prayers are personal, so this is kind of a strange post, but hopefully it can help someone out there who might be in the same boat I was in.

Instead of just doing the routine and saying my usual things, I really thought about where my prayer was going. I wasn’t thinking about the things I was praying for, I was thinking about talking to my Father and praying to my Father. I pictured him sitting and really listening to me. He didn’t talk back and I didn’t get any sort of grand revelation or anything, but I knew he was there listening. It was really cool to picture in my mind what I was really doing. We all know that he is listening when we say prayers, but are we really present in the moment and thinking exactly about what we are doing? It made it so much more personal. I was really talking with my Father and thanking him for the things that mean so much to me and really asking for what I wanted his help with. 

Not only that, I pictured in my mind how it would work. For example, I asked him to help Buddy to be able to focus at school today and not get distracted. So I pictured how that would work: God sending the Holy Ghost to be with Buddy today and help him stay focused. 

Prayer is amazing! God listens to us. I don’t think our prayers go to some voicemail and God listens to them when he’s ready or anything like that. I think he is present in that moment listening to us as we are talking to him. My goal is to be more present in the moment when I am praying.

It’s pretty embarrassing that I have these aha moments at this stage in my life, because I feel like I should have known it already. But how awesome is it that no matter how old we are, we can still learning and grow?!


Real Life


messI have something to say. My son was taking pictures and he took this one of me. Now I know that this isn’t anything to be proud of and it is definitely not “Blog-worthy”, but that’s my point. This is REAL LIFE. No makeup, Sesame Street shirt and sweats, messy house and smudgy mirror in my living room. This is my life and I love it.

We see the best parts of other’s lives on social media and most of us can’t help but compare our lives with the seemingly perfect lives of others. But what we sometimes forget is that people usually don’t post pictures of their bad hair days, messy houses and mommy meltdowns. We all have them, but we don’t post them proudly for all to see.

I’m not saying that we should start posting pictures of our messy kitchens and unshaved pits, but I hope we can remember that social media is a place where most of us share our best pictures and achievements.

So no matter how perfect someone’s life seems online, no one’s life is perfect.



The Impressive Clergyman:

“Mawwiage. Mawwiage is what bwings us togethew today. Mawwiage, that bwessed awwangement, that dweam within a dweam. And wove, twue wove, wiww fowwow you fowevah and evah… So tweasuwe youw wove.”

In honor of valentines day, here’s a shout-out to my favorite valentine. He is my perfect match. It’s strange because we are polar opposites. We really couldn’t be more different, but we balance each other out and make a pretty awesome team.

The Man is a great dad and a great husband. He cares about his family and friends. He lives with the aftermath of the brain tumor, complete with a headache every minute of every day, but he tries his darnedest not to let it effect him. He’s the one who keeps the mood in our home happy and playful. He does silly voices and quotes random movies. He walks like Sasquatch to cheer someone up. He is patient with Buddy, Little D and I when we have meltdowns. He’s our calming voice when we need it. He loves and adores his little family. He works hard at his job so I can be a stay-at-home mom. (And by the way, the fact that he investigates financial crime for a job is pretty hot). He takes care of me. He respects me. He loves me. He amazes me every day. I love that handsome beast more than I thought possible.

Marriage is hard, no doubt. But it really is awesome to have your best friend beside you to live and laugh and love for the rest of forever. And like that ridiculous clergyman said, marriage can be a dream within a dream. You just have to work for it.


❤️ Carry On, Warrior ❤️


Carry On, Warrior is my most favorite book. Every time I read it I feel closer to God, I feel more love for my fellow men, I feel more grounded and have a greater desire to live more simply. I am reminded that people are generally good and need to be loved. I am reminded how important it is to be a good person. I am reminded that every person is a child of God and deserves to be treated as such.

I love how this author is real. She tells it like it is. She empowers people to be good people. She was a drug, alcohol and food addict for 20 years. She was arrested more than a few times. But she didn’t let that ruin her life. She has done amazing things since she’s gotten sober.

I love reading her work. She is so real and raw and funny and humble. I recommend this book to everyone. It is a must read!

Here are some of my favorite parts:

Be gentle with yourself-

Be real- 

Embrace God and people-

Life is hard-  

Sometimes we escape-

God is always there-

We put on a happy face-

On suicide-

You can’t escape you-

God’s daily invitation-

No one is perfect-

Be real-



Be a good listner-

Make today somebody else’s lucky day-

Be a good friend-


Grief is not something to be fixed-

Everyone is ok-

Peace is finding God-


Just write-

Be simple. Be sophisticated-

Get out there-

God is in control- 

Children are mirrors-

Don’t judge-

Treat everyone with respect-

Everybody’s in-

Different is ok-


You are ok-  

Parenthood and God are forever tries-

On death-

Every child is gifted-

He’s preparing us for heaven-

School is just one part of life-

Be a better person-

Children of God-

Be confident-

Let them in- 

Same side-

Turn the other cheek-

Only love-

Love His children-

Happiness is smiling at you-  

And my favorite quotes:

This book grounds me and brings me back to reality when I start to have negative feelings towards others. It reminds me that it’s nice to be important, but it’s more important to be nice.

“Everybody’s in, baby.” We are all children of God and that makes everyone lovable.

Carry On, Warrior!

Find the book here

Look a little deeper 


This is David Draiman.   

Wikipedia describes his voice as “distorted” and his singing style as “percussive.”  

His band is named Disturbed.  

They do not sing wholesome, uplifting songs. 


They are very dark.     

One might think he has a dark soul and is a terrible person.  

But then he sings The Sound of Silence and you realize he’s not all dark.   

You watch him on an  interview  and see that he’s just a regular guy. 

Regarding the Sound of Silence cover, he commented: “It’s nice to finally have a song that I can play for my parents,” he laughed. “I don’t need to be afraid of it before I [play it for them].” 

You find out that he was raised Jewish and trained as a cantor (1. an official who sings liturgical music and leads prayer in a synagogue. 2. (in formal Christian worship) a person who sings solo verses or passages to which the choir or congregation responds.) 
You read things he has said, like: “I’ve always been very proud of my heritage and where I come from, and I’ve defended it to the extent of being bloodied on many occasions. In fact, most of the fights I’ve been in my life – and there have been many – have been because I was defending my family or my faith. And I don’t apologize for it.”

Then you repent for judging him in the first place. 


 Watch The Sound of Silence here

The ONLY way to watch this video is with headphones and your undivided attention.

I have listened to this song probably 100 times. No joke. I can’t get enough of it. I feel it in my chest. It’s one of those songs you actually feel. This song is incredibly powerful to me. Not just because of the music, but because this heavy metal band created something so beautiful and meaningful. I love how they sing a simple song, stepping away from their head banging, mosh-pit-forming songs. They head into a more gentle territory, but still keep their band’s personality. It’s brilliant.

When Draiman played back the first recording session he did, he said “I listened to it three times before I even gave any response to him. And he got very nervous; he thought I didn’t like it. But what I was actually doing was kind of tearing up listening to it, because it had been so long since I have allowed myself to go to that place vocally, and hearing it, and hearing it come out as well as I thought it did was not just gratifying, but like having a weight lifted off me. So it was an unbelievable experience for all of us. And that people are connecting with it in the way that they are is just simply amazing.”

I think the reason people are connecting with it is because they see the truth in it.

To me, the song is about the absence of human interaction.

It’s a beautifully written song by Paul Simon. I think we interpret the words deeper than Simon meant for them to mean. In an interview with NPR he said: “It’s not a sophisticated thought, but a thought that I gathered from some college reading material or something. It wasn’t something that I was experiencing at some deep, profound level – nobody’s listening to me, nobody’s listening to anyone – it was a post-adolescent angst, but it had some level of truth to it and it resonated with millions of people. Largely because it had a simple and singable melody.”

Add the Disturbed vibe to it and you get a masterpiece. 

I love the way the song progresses. In the video, it starts out completely silent. When the music comes in it’s soft and slow. As he starts describing how the “silence” affects him, he sings with a beautiful voice and the visual effects are minimal. During the third verse he gets more passionate about his story. Now it’s not only impacting him but others around him. His voice gets louder and the visual effects increase. By the fifth verse he is very passionate about what he’s trying to get across. The visuals are more intense and his voice is gravelly as he begs for society to change. He’s alone in a world of people who don’t interact and he can’t get their attention. No one hears him. But then, after pleading for those around him to connect with each other, he ends with… 

“And whispered in the sound of silence.”

This could be taken two different ways.

#1- He gave up. No one is listening. He’s alone and defeated. He sees a “silent” society around him and all he has left is a whisper.

#2- He got through to people and they are starting to connect. Though it is just a whisper, it’s a start. 

That’s what I get out of it. 

I wanted to know other people’s interpretations of the lyrics. One comment I read regarding the meaning reads: 

Its theme is man’s inability to communicate with man. The author sees the extent of communication as it is on only its most superficial and “commercial” level (of which the “neon sign” is representative). There is no serious understanding because there is no serious communication – “people talking without speaking – hearing without listening”. No one dares take the risk of reaching out (“take my arms that I might reach you”) to disturb the sound of silence. The poet’s (character in the song) attempts are equally futile (” . . . but my words like silent raindrops fell within the wells of silence”). The ending is an enigma. The words tell us that when meaningful communication fails, the only sound is silence. -MrMojoRisin5552

I love the song and I love the music video. But even more than that, I love that a tough looking bald guy could produce something so beautiful. I think that’s the main reason this cover is so powerful to me. I live with a big bald dude who people say “looks mean” or “looks scary.” But once they talk to him they see that he’s a kind, sensitive and loving man. 

This cover shows people that bald, tough, metal heads aren’t always what they seem. Their audience sees the shell they put on. We see the act. But we don’t see what’s inside until we look a little deeper.   

You turkey


Little D: “Hey mom, take pictures of your staticy hair.” 

Me: “Ok, now get in the picture with me. Smile! …”

Me: “Ok, now smile…. ”

Me: “Dude, smile for the picture… ”


Me: “One picture with a smile and then we’ll keep jumping…”

Me: “Fine, do a silly face…”


Me: “Come on, do a silly face with me.”


Me: “You turkey,  you’re the one who wanted pictures…”

Me: “Good enough. Let’s keep jumping.”

My binder


There’s something calming about a binder, isn’t there? I have binders of all sizes, widths and colors just waiting to be filled. Having a binder makes me feel prepared. It makes me feel like I am semi-in control of the projects and organizations I’m in charge of.

My most recent binder need was just yesterday when I started my new position in church working with the Young Women. I kind of felt stressed going into that position, but once I got my binder it felt more calm. The only thing I have in it is a Calendar some blank tab dividers, but it still did the trick.

Before that, I made a binder when I became a Cub Scout committee chairman at church. I was in charge of a whole lot and that binder made me feel so organized.

Binders, spreadsheets, filing, labeling and stapling… Those things make me happy.

I have just welcomed myself into the NERD category.