Reflecting..yet again

In the beginning of the week, I heard something that really hit me. Coincidentally this week was the perfect time to hear it.

"I learned to be kind when I am right, Merciful when I possess the power,
Considerate when I'm successful, and humble when I win."

What a long way I have to go to become this type of person. There have been a lot of changes this past week, some I can express and others I cannot. I deactivated my facebook for a while. Everything is still on there and when I reactivate it will be the same as before. However, I needed some time and space with the craziness I seem to be going through right now. I've actually been pretty proud of myself. I also have been getting ready for my move. I'm moving into my friend Jillaine's place in about a week and trying to get organized has really given me a taste of what my parents went through every 3 or 4 years growing up. I feel like my head is spinning. I'm trying to stay as positive as possible. Trying being an understatement. Things are good though. Last week, my friend Craig and I hiked the Y. HUGE accomplishment for me. I haven't hiked in a while and it was definitely fun. Craig and I started at around 7 to watch the sunset and when we got to the top, just sat and chatted for a while. I looked down at all the dots that lit up the valley. At the mountains that surrounded me and the lake that flows across from me. What a lucky girl I am. Heavenly Father really knew what he was doing when he created the world. There was this unspeakable peace that poured into me that a lot of the time, without Craig knowing, I was so choked up with how beautiful everything is. A lot of times when hard times arise I drive down the street feeling like I'm the only one. But sitting on top of that mountain looking down at the busy cars that filled the city I thought, I'm not the only one.

Without having my family here, it's hard going through the difficult times. I am a much stronger person than I was 2 years ago but still fragile. I miss those days that I could come home from school and just cry to my mom or hug my dad. I was reading an article on courage the other day and loved it. It talks about the courage it takes a child to overcome verses an adult.

The Heart of Courage
Great dramas like this are exceptional, but children reveal courage every day in small victories over fear and disappointment. A toddler falls down and struggles back up, then falls down again. Determined to achieve success, she'll get up repeatedly. A preschool child climbs to the top of a slide and rockets down into the safe arms of his father. Another soothes herself after waking up to a strange sound in the middle of the night. A kindergartner leaves the safety of home to attend school for the first time. Though these victories over fear and the unknown are small and rarely celebrated, they lay the foundation for courage and even heroism later in life.

Oh, if it were only still that easy.