Thanks and giving

I just got home from church a few minutes ago and I felt a surge of gratitude for so many things in my life.  I was hurriedly putting clothes away and cleaning up and felt prompted to get on my knees and express the feelings of gratitude to my Heavenly Father.  I noticed as I verbalized the feelings and thoughts of my heart, the gratitude grew even greater.

I am so thankful for my life.  I am so grateful for my good health.  I am healthy and strong.  My body has never let me down.  I am so grateful for having my basic needs provided for, always.  I am grateful for my parents being willing to help me out until I get back on my feet again by letting me live with them.  I am so grateful that I was blessed with three beautiful children.  They are amazing people and I am grateful that God entrusted them to me.  I am grateful for my friends.  I have been blessed with amazing friends.  They have enriched my life and I don't know how I could survive without them.  I am grateful for the Gospel and my knowledge of its truthfulness.  I am grateful for being able to go to the temple weekly to renew my perspective and dedication to living well. I am grateful for my education and my career.  It is a perfect opportunity to be in a position to serve others with my whole heart and get paid for it so I can take care of my children.  I am grateful for this amazing country.  I am grateful for my sense of humor.  It helps me uplift others and not take too many things too seriously.  I am grateful for the desire Heavenly Father has implanted in me to love Him and trust in Him.  This desire will benefit me forever.  I am grateful for the hope I have of the continued stream of good things the Lord will continue to bless me with if I just look to Him to find real joy and purpose. I am grateful for all these things.

She had a dream...

This morning Alivia woke up talking fast, really fast. She was talking about how she just did a flip in the air and pointed her toes.  She said she wanted to go do a flip in the air 'right now'.  I assumed she must have had a dream about flying in the air.  I asked her for more details.  She said she flew on her scooter with Beck and Bella (the Pomeranians that live with us now).  She explained she was holding onto them with their leashes and she was ready to go fly with them right now.  I laughed at her and she quickly jumped off the bed to go make her dreams come true.  My sister Monica heard her with the dogs soon after and Uncle Brian stopped her from flying with the dogs.  She came back downstairs with a leash in her hands mumbling something about how 'mean' Uncle Brian was being.  He must have interfered with her much anticipated flight with the dogs and her scooter.  She said, " I guess I have to just go fly by myself!" 

I laughed so much to see this girl attempt to go fly on her scooter up, up, up and away.  She didn't even consider that flying would not be a possibility.  I loved it!  And if there was a way to figure out flying, she would have definitely done it.  She is spicy.  She is a force of nature.  I look forward to seeing her take off like an airplane as she realizes her dreams, her capabilities and gifts.  There is going to be some serious turbulence!