This Week

has had an array of ups and downs both physically and emotionally. Sunday was my parents wedding anniversary it would have been their 53rd. We had a little family get together and it was good. Tuesday I went for tattoo removal treatment number 3. I was told while there that she was going to do something different and that it would not hurt as much. Guess what she was wrong. Not only did it hurt a lot it also smelled like burning flesh... yuck.... and it blistered big ugly sensitive blisters. Because of the location it has been difficult to wear a sports bra, so my training has taken a beating this week. But on up side I got this very heart warming note from a new friend of mine.

" I went home last night and thought about what you told us about your husband at our meeting. I am so amazed at you. Your strength is beyond amazing.

I am so thankful for your example you are so strong in your testimony and what you are trying to do. I just wanted to say Thanks for your example. I also appreciate what you are doing for Riley. What a sweet grandma you are to want that for him. :)

I can't imagine that this would be very easy for you. I was surprised you didn't tear up as you talked about it last night. I appreciate the opportunity I have to serve alongside you. I have sat and listened to you talk at every interaction we have had and you truly are a wonderful example."

I should paste this on my bathroom mirror so I can read it every day. What lovely things she had to say.

Know that I do not go around shouting from the tree tops about my life events, but these are Women I serve with and their understanding and kindness is medicine for my soul

Also I met with our new Bishop and had a great meeting. He helped me to clear up a lot of things that have been weighing heavy on my mind. He and Brother A gave me a blessing and is was an amazing experience. The Priesthood works wonders when used properly.

On Thursday C.P. and I went on a bike ride because I still couldn't run and had to do something. Off we went the 1st 3 miles went great... and then during the 2nd 3 I hit a turn wrong and was either headed for the Jordan River (double yuck) or the dirt. I chose the dirt. And now my legs resembles my back .



But lucky it is nothing a little soap, water, and neosporin wont fix.

I have had some great insight into things this week. I am truly grateful for all the tender mercies I see daily during this process.

PS.. someone told me I looked 30.....wasn't that nice.