Friday, December 17

i have this way vivid memory from when i was about 4 years old, before i could ice skate. my dad played hockey so he's pretty good on ice. he held me in front of him while he skated and let my blades glide on the ice. it's weird to think about that because now i'm almost more comfortable skating on the ice than i am walking on the ground. today at work i saw a little girl and her father doing the same thing. she reminded me of me when i was 4. super blonde messy hair, a huge snowsuit, and she was also very stubborn. i want to have a little girl who is exactly like i was when i was little. . .  




me and lady

sometimes i think about my future family. my kids mostly. i don't even have any yet -i don't even know if i'll have any- but i already want the best for them. i think about hard things that they'll have to deal with and try to come up with ways that they can avoid hard things, but the fact is, i can't. it's a necessary part of life. they're going to get hurt, they're going to be sad, they're going to struggle and i just have to prepare myself now so that I can help them through that. 



and i then i think about my parents, and how much they went through raising us kids and i change my mind comppletely about having children. haha . . .i'm kidding. my family is the most important thing in the world to me and i know that having my own will be the most rewarding thing i'll ever do, even though it's a very scary thought. i'm concerned for my future kids and what they will encounter. 


i'm sure that's how Heavenly Father felt when he sent us down here, which for some reason is comforting. i guess it's just comforting to know that there's someone rooting for us, that there is someone on our side. Even though every trial we go through isn't immediately remedied because we have faith in Him; it is that faith that endows us with the strength to overcome those hardships. 



i hope i'll be a (good) mom someday. one who skates around with her kids letting their blades glide on the ice until they're good enough to skate by themselves. or one that licks popsicles when they get too melty, messy, and sticky, haha like this one:


this is my mom (she's a good* one) and my nephew tyler
*probably the best one.

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