Tuesday, March 8, 2016

We're all stories in the end, just make it a good one eh?



As you know I've been doing a lot of "soul searching" with this blog. I've had it for years but I recently began sharing it. I go back and forth on it, a lot. It's a lot of work, to sit and write down memories and match memories to pictures. But I think that someday I'll be really happy I did. 

Do you like watching home videos? I do, I love it! I wish my family had more. Because of that, I'm going to keep the blog going. I think my kids will get a kick out of it someday. Maybe they'll even share it with their  kids and their kids' kids. A big long story of when Grandma and Grandpa met, fell in love and had babies. It's not all rose colored glasses on this blog, which I think is a good thing. I think it's good for our kids to see us struggle. To know that we had hard financial times, that we fought and that we had sad days too. Maybe it will help them navigate their lives. This is my gift to them, con todo mi cariño. 

I have decided to keep it public as well. Last night I said my prayers and nursed Sammy to sleep. As I was nursing him I had a clear thought in my mind "Let your light so shine". 

Back in 2009 I was really struggling, with everything! I was especially struggling with my religion, I felt that I somehow didn't belong. I felt that maybe I couldn't be happy being a member. It was a long road that eventually led to my testimony being strengthened and ultimately my happiness. One of the many things that helped me come to this was a blogger, I'm still not sure how I even found her blog. But I did, and I stayed up late reading all of her posts. She was young, fun, married and LDS. I felt that I could relate to her and I looked up to her. I thought "If she can find happiness in life, surely I can too". Reading her little adventures and watching her family grow gave me strength and inspired me.  

 I am a Latter Day Saint and I love it. I truly believe in this religion and am happy to be living it. I've been to hell and back with my doubts and I've reemerged enlightened and strengthened. I know that some of my media choices and thoughts may not be what you imagine a Mormon to be. But that's the point I'm trying to get across to you. None of us are the same, granted there may be an idea of what a Mormon should act like and say. But truthfully, there really isn't in my opinion. That's why I am deciding to keep this blog public. Maybe there is someone out there who thinks "I can't be a Latter Day Saint, I'm not the right "fit" " and they stumble on to my blog and realize what a weirdo I am. How much I like Flight of the Conchords, how much I adore Doctor Who and Sherlock. How much I do struggle and how much I love my family and my religion. Maybe, just maybe, it helps them on their journey to happiness. The possibility of this helping even one person makes it worth it. 

Con todo mi cariño,

Cindy

PS. Post title brought to you by Doctor Who, in case you hadn't already guessed it. I love 11, he is so fun, adventurous and quirky! I have the most fond memories of watching his seasons with Wyatt in CT, when  he had snow days. Which, funny enough, were really often. CT does not know how to snowstorm. I have to say that my heart will always be with 10 though, he and rose are my all time OTP. Eleven's season was fun because it took a huge jump as far as picture and sound quality. Plus, I love the Ponds, they were some of the best companions!




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