Conference and Comfort

Jason and I were priviledged to be able to take a chance to experience General Conference, a semi-annual gathering that's held by the leaders of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints to inspire and guide us in these modern times that we live in. These are tough times...and honestly, the times are a little slack in my mind....especially now that I'm a mom to a special spirit. It's been a tough  year for me as I reflect on it....with many transitions good and sad...and downright difficult. I needed some comfort beyond the literal sense of just living this mundane life. 


Jason and I in front of the Salt Lake City Temple after Conference


I especially was thinking about my Dad so much.  There are times where I just miss him, and think about his passing just several months ago.  I know he is okay....and the reassurance from Conference gives me confidence that he is doing just dandy.  Death...it's just a part of life.  There is such a sad/negative connotation to it....but It's just a transition. It's just the unknown of when it will happen that worries us....plus the physical symptoms we may face....but to know...that it's just that....a transition...... to our next journey brings so much comfort.  I remember my brother and mom mentioning that my Dad had described to them the most heavenly sounds of a choir during a time when he was hospitalized 3 years ago....near death.  After going to conference and listening to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir...the experience was Heavenly to me.......and I can only imagine that's just a taste of what my dad has been able to listen to.

Another thing I look forward to getting inspired is to improve my newly acquired role as a mother...to a very strong and special spirit.  It definitely has been quite a challenge for me...and I have so much respect for mothers who make it look so easy!  I think I'm hard on myself because sometimes I feel like I'm a failure at this big book of parenthood that's out there somewhere.  I just have to remember to behold my daughter....and to know where she truly has come from. Despite the buttons she can push....She is a blessing...and  I'm responsible to guide her to make right choices........This goal is eternal and constant.



Our Emily

 The other night, We as a family enjoyed a time in our backyard spa.....but I was again, having a momentary sadness reminiscing about how my dad...just years ago was dancing a jig on our pool's wall.  I knew I was going to start to cry ...but I was trying so hard to hold back my tears...that's when Jason looked at me......and he thought I was angry or something.  I was literally trying very hard to hold back tears that I probably looked mad....Then Jason said it's okay to cry......so finally I just let flood gates go.  Emily immediately reacted and said "Mommy...don't be sad.  Emily and Daddy...We will take care of you!"  I couldn't believe this 3 year old child........in an instant to provide so much comfort...reached her hand to wipe away my tears.  I gave her a big hug.  She has provided so much comfort....and she knows that I miss her Lolo (grandpa) very very much. She also has expressed that she misses him also.  She definitely has a purpose here...and sometimes I think it's not because she needs a mom.....but I need her.

Flower Girl

Well....Emily was privledged to be part of Tita Lyra and Uncle Dan's Wedding...and was asked to be their little flower girl for their wedding. Since it was a very special occasion, I even put lipstick on this 3 year old so it enhances her Princess entitlement.  HOWEVER-NO....she WILL NOT Be a Toddler and Tiara lil' chikadee!

Princess Emily

Finally I think at this point she throws 1-2 petals on the ground

  She definitely enjoyed every moment of the wedding...and danced her little princess heart out:

The Band quit before she did...Lol!  This little Girl partied all day and almost all night.  Hmmm...what does this tell me?