Just a thought...

It's been 13 years today since my father passed away. I'm always so careful to only say good things about my dad's death, since I really do feel so comfortable with it; I know it was supposed to happen. I have found a great deal of happiness in spite of his passing. And really I just don't want to dwell on the past to much, because the future is so lovely, and there's so much to look forward to.

But I had a thought. Now that I'm a mom (the first anniversary that I have a child of my own), and I can only think that he probably didn't want to go. I mean, I am certain that there is a plan for our lives, and when we have lived a good life we move on and feel great peace. But no matter how great the peace that he felt, I am sure part of him wished he could stay with us here in mortality and see us grow. I say this now, because that's exactly how I feel about my little girl. I pray every day that I won't be taken away from this life because I need to be here, I want to see every moment of her life. And I imagine my father felt the same.

I don't say this to feel sorry for myself, or even for him, but rather to have a greater understanding of what it means to be a parent and how precious our time here is. To cherish each smile, each laugh, and to cuddle away every tear. I am so grateful for my father's wonderful example. His life remains a defining aspect of my life, and of my testimony of Eternal families.

Jordan's Birthday

So, here's the deal. I forgot Jordan's birthday last year. Well, I didn't forget, I just didn't do anything. Hear me out! I was really, really morning sick. I was so morning sick I couldn't make myself get up and make a stupid cake. I don't think we even went out to dinner (because at that point I basically hated food).

So this year, I had to make up for it. I had been thinking about what I was going to do for a month. And it was a TOTAL success. Except... Jordan almost missed it. He came home from work just long enough to eat dinner (Sloppy Joes) and blow out some candles. That's ok, I had fun putting it together anyway. I made these delicious cupcakes:


Yeah, cookie dough cupcakes. They were A-MAZING. I was super doubtful. I'm not on the whole cookie dough train... but Jordan is, which is why I even tried them. I sent a dozen with him to work, and we snarfed down our own dozen. I also got him an ice cream cake from Cold Stones, which was good, but not nearly as good as my cupcakes.


Overall, I think Jordan liked the 2 hours he was able to spend at home. I think he hated the 10 hours he spent at work. Poor dude.