I love even years.

So I have a confession to make. Sometimes the high I seem to ride for most of my life, disappears. Yep, I get down. This week was one of those weeks. I can't even attribute it to PMS because.., well I don't know where I'm at with my cycle. I never do unless I'm trying to get pregnant which I gave up for now. The crazy thing, is the day before I got super depressed I was talking to a friend of mine about that very thing. She and I both are homeschooling mamas and were talking about how all these negative thoughts can enter your head when you're doing really well, and then BAM! All of a sudden you're down.

Thanks to God Almighty for his love and blessings, the longest day of the year so far is over and newer days have come and gone. I'm mostly back to myself. I remembered my friend saying how she needed to wake up and read the scriptures before she did anything else because it's the only way to make it through days like that. I find myself recommitting to that good habit, and following her self-prescription. It's amazing how a perfect and loving Heavenly Father can make little miracles happen in our lives to helps us keep on moving forward. Yesterday as I finished the last chapter of the Book of Mormon, my iPhone went straight to this talk. Take some time to listen.

LDS Women Are Incredible

Need I say more? It's time rev it up, put our shoulders to the wheel and push along. In the words of a dear friend, "Kick it up a notch!"  I'm already 13 days into the NEW year and have nothing to show for it. It's even my favorite type of year, an even numbered year. I'm committing myself to hurt a lot this year. No pain, not gain. No guts, no glory. If you read this, you better get movin' too. May I just remind ourselves of this beautiful saying someone came up with:

Happy New Year to all of us survivors, fighters, warriors, and above all women!