I love writing my thoughts down on my computer while I'm in bed
with my windows wide open- especially on these hot summer nights in Provo.
I love it even more when it is windy, and I can hear the chimes
hanging under our front yard apple tree.
But tonight was the ultimate because it rained while the wind blew.
I remembered our recent family Back to School Feast
because it was wonderful.
I was so thankful for my dear friend, Justin Hackworth, for coming
to the Briar House to snap a few photos of the evening.
I will write about it tomorrow and reveal our newest Family Theme.
I will also show you the gifts Mr. Nielson and I presented to the Nies
as we prepare to kick off this new school year.
My ankles are the size of softballs, and I need to rest my weary bones down.
It's odd to think that three years ago, I was going strong
making three square meals every day, packing lunches and snacks, changing diapers,
grocery shopping, driving, teaching yoga, working at a studio in downtown Mesa
teaching yoga and an art class,
and doing all the good homemaking things I enjoy doing.
And life was so enjoyable, and my body could accomplish just about anything I wanted.
Then I was in a hospital unresponsive two years ago and in a coma.
I had no idea what I had ahead of me, and my family didn't think I'd pull through.
One year ago, I was weak and tired and could barely get dressed.
Showers were difficult, sleeping was worse, and I was so depressed.
I hardly had the energy to finish the day.
Now I am two years out and stronger every day.
I should never underestimate the power of prayer;
anything is possible with a true heart, faith, and the Savior.
*I need to remember this when I am
getting up early to get my babies off to school.
(Claire going to kindergarten August '07
Arizona)
