I'm So Dang Tired

  In my last post I mentioned some troubles with my job. Here is a forewarning this is a venting blog.

   I have been a nanny for my sister's sister-in0law for about a year now. it has been really fun and a great learning experience. I love Laura and Adam, the couple I work for, and they have been such great employers! But recently I have grown tired. Babysitting kids everyday from 8-5 is really trying. It has tried my drawn skills, my creativity, most of all my patience, and much more. I started out great! drawing and playing whatever Gavin wanted! His cousins would come over and we would play. I was an awesome baby-sitter! Gavin and I had so much fun and the day would pass by so fast. As time went on I have grown warn-out, tired, even cranky some days. I felt terrible, I wouldn't want to be baby-sat by me either. It gets harder to be creative everyday with new activities and on top of that, behavioral issues began to increase. Gavin is one stubborn little boy. He stopped listening to me and wouldn't stay in his room. He even started to hit me. When his mom was around he was as sweet as can be. He began to say he hated me and constantly told me how he did not like me. I know he is just a child and doesn't mean it he just doesn't like to get in trouble, but after hearing that so many times, it starts to cut deeper.

  I'm not say he is a terrible kid to baby-sit, most days we get a long but every once in a while we have a bad day. For a long time I have mentally been done with this job it was wearing on other aspects of my life, I would be grumpy when I came home and I felt like I just wanted to go to bed all the time. I have always been good at making the best out of things and always looking for ways to improve. I prayed that I would have more patience and enjoy my job daily. I opened my mind and tried really hard to do my best. Still, the stress of motherly duties to children that were not even mine wore on me till eventually I cracked. The other day was one of Gavin's worst days. He was rude to me all day and by the end of the day my patience was at an all time low. Gavin was climbing on his dad's work truck and I asked him to come down because I didn't want him to fall and get hurt. He refused so I grabbed him to lift him out of the truck and he bonked his head. He turned around and punched my face and my glasses flew off, without even thinking my lack of patience and abundance of furry escaped me and I hit is belly. I smacked it hard leaving a red hand print. I immediately felt the guilt and shame flood over me. I had hit an innocent child, that wasn't even mine to hit. I wiped his tears of fear, pain and anger away from his eyes and tried to apologize.

  It was a little after that when he said, "Chelsea I like you, but I don't want you hear anymore."
I realized, he was right I need to leave this job before it ruins me. I love these kids and it has been such a fun job. But some good things must end. I told his mother what had happened and asked if she could find someone else to take my job as soon as possible. I think that Gavin and I have had fun but we are both ready for a change. I hope he will look back and remember me as the fun baby-sitter, not the evil lady that hit him. I was supposed to stay till january but hopefully I will be done in the next few weeks cause I'm so dang tired, I can't hear myself, after all these hours, i'll heal myself. Move, i've decided. So let me sing out, forget it all.

Time for a change, out with the nannying in with the flight attendant school.

The Hansens-Established August 31, 2012

Boy oh boy how time flies! So much has happened and I have been thinking about blogging so many things but the time just gets away from me. So I need to blog about my Wedding and my marriage.

        So I got married to my perfect match! I honestly think he is the one who can best handle my oddness. he is no where near perfect, but he is perfect for me. =) So we went on our honeymoon which was an 8 day cruise then went to disneyland for two days! it was a blast! Before we knew it it was time to come home. Everyone always talks up the wedding and the reception and honeymoon, but no one ever mentions the after math. After all the build up of waiting, then the excitement of the big event happening, what now? So we finally made it home from california and our first day in our appartment went like this, we woke up, Justin decided to go work out and I asked him to pick up some cleaning supplies and laundry detergent, and tampons. So he went. Eventually he retuned home with bag in hand. I was so happy! He did what I asked no complaint. Then the fun began, I pulled out the laundry detergent to start my laundry and it was Tide, Tide just happens to be the one detergent that I am allergic to. I told him that and I just sloughed it off. No problem I could use that till we could purchase otherwise. I would just do a double rinse cycle, no big deal. Then as I went to the restroom I opened my new box of tampons, or so I thought. I didn't realize that being a boy growing up with no sisters, Justin had no idea the difference between pads and tampons. =) The realization kicked in that I was now living with a guy, which besides my dad, I have never known what it was like. And so the adventure began.

    Since then Justin and I have fallen into our pattern of living together and being married and we love it...well I love it and he hasn't complained to much. =) The other night I was having issues with my job and I couldn't sleep. I may or may not have been crying ;-) and he was so sweet. He woke up at like 11:30 p.m. (which is a big deal cause he goes to bed around 9:30 due to waking up at 4:30a.m. for work) he simply just held me and made sure I was ok and I just felt his love so loud and clear. He never fails to show his love for me.

   Also, every relationship had its downfalls, when we have disagreements we have such good communication skills. We realize that no one is perfect and that its ok to be mad at each other sometimes. My most favorite thing about my marriage is that we never take ourselves to seriously. We make each other laugh 85% of the time. We like to do fun things together and realize when we need a little space. I love the challenges we learn to work through together. We have discussed that as life comes at us we will have new trials and challenges but we have decided now that our commitment to each other is unbreakable. We have been married for eternity, no other option. I am excited to see what life brings us and grow closer to my husband and to God as we work through our trials with His help. I look forward to those great times of joy that await us. And I hope NO MATTER WHAT we always remember to make each other feel wanted.

I more than love Justin and I know he is the one for me. I love his tallness, I love his hands, I love his love for golf! I love his humor, I love the way he teases me. I love his family, I love his nasty feat, I love the way he gets grumpy when he's hungry or tired. I love that he love his dorky mow hawk. I love his excitement about life and his work. I love the way he makes me feel wanted.

Shake it Off

   Has anyone ever asked you, if you were to get in a car accident and die what song would you want to be playing. Well, last night at about ten p.m. I felt a strange popping feeling under my foot as i was driving to my parents house. I had been listening to this song on repeat for about an hour now and quickly turned off the music when I felt something strange was a bout to occur. My car has broken down many of times so I'm pretty good at handling this situation. I took my foot off the gas, turned my hazards on, and coasted to the nearest stopping place (which happened to be the school my parents work at). As I was coasting I called my mom and said, "Hey mom, I think my car is exploding." I finally came to a stop I sat in my car thinking what is it this time. Them my car started to smoke like crazy! I looked at the engine thing and it want's overheating or anything. So I gathered most of my valuables and stepped out of the vehicle. as I got out a car pulled up asking if I was alright. I told him how I had called my parents and that everything was fine. I turned back around and my hood lit up in flames quickly engulfing the entire front of my car. The man that was there called 911 and asked me if I got everything out that I needed. I looked through my purse to find I had left my wallet in there. 

It felt like I was standing there watching my car, not only my car, my friend, my partner in crime, my trusty(not entirely) transportation, my Spitfire, burn for eternity. All that time spent trying to make the piece of crap car look like an awesome ride. All those nights I stuffed her full of friends. All those nights it carried couches to mystical destinations. My perfect spot for star gazing. My Car was GONE. The cop cars finally started to poor into the parking lot. Then came my family. Everyone watching Spitfire go out with a BANG! literally. 

Now let's rewind about 4 hours earlier. I was having a really weird day. I was thinking about this whole engaged thing again. I was realizing how scary it is that I am about to be sealed to one person for eternity. I was feeling overwhelmed. I know getting married to Justine is the right thing. I KNOW for a fact he is the one I am meant to be with. I was just frustrated with God that it happened so soon. I thought It happened so fast, Do I Really love him? I drove to school listening to this song on repeat. "If you really want to shake it of, you got to rearrange it. JUST STOP AND SHAKE IT OFF." I went do dance and it was when I was on my way to my parent's house I was texting my mom and two of my sisters ( yes while driving..BAD BAD) dramatically about all my problems/fears.. Then my car caught fire. 

It's crazy how all the worries of the world vanish as soon as a catastrophe hits. The crazy thing is that even though my mom, my sister, and my brother in-law were there, I still didn't feel ok. I figured as soon as my dad showed up i'm be more calm inside. Nope. The only person I wanted needed was Justin. Then the song echoed in my head, "Love love, don't use love. Love love, don't lose love." I can not wait to be married and sealed for eternity to the one I love. 

Lessons I learned last night are one, DO NOT BE FRUSTRATED AT GOD!! Two, GRAB your wallet (luckily it didn't burn, I really don't know how). Three, try not to get so attached to things. And four, it's ok to need people. 

After time had warn away, the shock hit. I AM BLESSED. My mom started in with her what ifs. Now that I think about it, I could have had the kids in my car. I could have driven home and the fire would've been in my driveway. My wallet should've burned. The school parking lot could've not been there. I could be burnt up in a car. I could be dead. I could be dead. 

Oh How Great God IS!!

Spitfire 

Rest In Peace 

1996-2012

I love you forever you were a great car. 

Be _________ (you get to fill in the blank)

 One of the greatest things about life is that utimately your choices are up to you!  Especially since I have been out of my parent's house, I have been able to make a ton of my own decisions. I love this song because it is so easy these days to get wrapped in what your parent's want or what your friends wast. I love that no matter what it is up to me. No one can make me do anything! This is huge in my life.
  I had a very long talk about religion with my friend and her fiance last night.  We talked for about two hours about my beliefs and their beliefs. I loved every second of it because neither of us were offended. We simply listened and took in what each other was saying. One of my favorite and most valuable lessons in life is that everyone is allowed their own opinion. Anything anyone else says never has to become a part of me. I love individuals who are true to themselves no matter what. I think it's the only way to make it through this confusing world be true to yourself and never let anything anyone says offend you. Also be open minded and willing to listen incase someone shares an opinion that can add to who you want to be. I feel like that's truly the only way to live is to realize you are who you choose to be and nobody else really has a say unless you let them.
   So be who you want to be, if you're not the person you want to be, don't complain, you have all the power to fix it.  Be you, if your not going too, who will? As for me, I think I'll sing out. I think I'll be me. Cause there's a million ways to be, I know that there are. But there's only one Chelsea Bea and it's me.
 =) <3 Chelsea Bea

Ball So Hard

     So I heard about an audition for a dance in the faculty showcase at chandler-gilbert community college, my first instinct was...no way I'm not good enough. Then my friend Cari told me to audition, "just do it. what's the worst that could happen? you could not get in the piece. no big deal." So I put my big girl panties on and just did it. Soon enough I received an email saying a got a part in the dance!! I was astonished and so beyond excited. So now I knew I was "good enough"
    I came into rehearsal the first day not entirely sure what to expect...lo and behold we were given this as our music. Now, I was slightly confused because we were doing a jazz piece, this is clearly  hip hop sounding song, but I was all in. As choreography rehearsals went on the piece developed...very interstingly (yes i'm aware that is not a word). The dance was about power. there was a mustache representing the power...one girl started with the mustache and she controlled me and the other girl in the dance. Then the girl next to me got up and stole the mustache. Eventually that girl realized she did not like the power and passed it on to me, sticking it on my back so then without knowing i became the one in charge and the power initially drove me crazy. by the end, the first girl stole the mustache back thus looping the story. It was a comedy piece. So that was the dance.
     Anyway, I just wanted to write about my experience. First of all, there is one dancer in particular at the school that I noticed was an extremely talented dancer during last semester's faculty show. Her name is Breanna. I was flattered to be in this number because she was also in the auditions and chosen to participate. I was happy to be working with the one person whom I admire in this dance program. That was the first excellent moment. The next perk about being in this dance came when the choreographer invited us to perform with her dance company in phoenix. It was a pleasure to be on a professional stage. However, after that performance, our choreographer changed the dance completely right before the faculty showcase, that was interesting seeing as we only had two practices before the show. =)
     The night of the performance came. I was super pumped about the performance, I had invited all my friends and my energy was just at an all time high. We took the stage and I did my very best. Feeling proud as I took my curtain call. I returned back stage to find a text from one of my friends. It explained how her boyfriend said he loved to watch "that girl with the black hair" (me) dance. Another great moment during tech week was when another choreographer of a beautiful modern piece told me how she would love to use me in one of her pieces. I was flattered and so happy. After the show the audience was aloud to come back stage and talk to the dancers...All my friends were there. They had even got me flowers!! Yellow roses, my favorite. Compliments were flying and I have almost never felt so blessed in my entire life. How blessed am I to have a body that can dance. How blessed am I to have friends willing to take time out of their lives to come see a 2 minute dance of me. How blessed am I to have this talent God so willingly gave me. How blessed am I to share a stage with such wonderful dancers. How blessed am I to have passion and joy for something so simple. How blessed I am!
     I have a new found confidence in my talent. I am a dancer. maybe I don't have the skill level of a lot of dancers my age but I do have the will and the passion. I will be great and I will never stop dancing. Confidence is key. I can not thank my friends and family enough for coming and cheering for me. Above all I can not thank God enough for every blessing in my life. And when it comes to performing, I ball so hard. =)
<3 Chelsea Bea

The Love He Freely Gives Me

Happy Easter...a day late. I sang this song in church and the spirit just reiterated to me how much Heavenly Father loves me. He loved me so much that he sent his only begotten son, my brother and best friend, Jesus Christ, who is sinless, to suffer unbearable pain, bleed and die for me, an imperfect sinner. And Christ loves me so much that he partook of the bitter cup. Because he died for me I have a chance to return to my heavenly king where he waits for me with open arms. I love my savior Jesus Christ and I know he lives.  

Me, Myself, and I

"I wanna talk about me 
Wanna talk about I
Wanna talk about number one
Oh my me my 
What I think, what I like, what I know, what I want, what I see
I like talking about you you you you, usually, but occasionally 
I wanna talk about meeeeee (me,me,me,me-background singers)
I wanna talk about me (me,me-background singers)"

 

       So Tuesday I discovered...I talk about me way toooo often! Seriously, anytime some one says something about themselves I can always, ALWAYS link it back to me and have everyone's attention back on me. I was standing in a group of people and I had a story or song or at least something to say to redirect every single eye in my direction. So I made a goal that night to just shut up listen!!! The first few minutes I self-self-conciously continued to do it. So I dug down deep and closed my mouth. I don't know why, but it was so challenging. Finally I got myself to hush. I LEARNED SO MUCH ABOUT OTHER PEOPLE! 

  Why are quiet people so much more interesting?!? I wish I could be that person, the person who is quiet but secretly hilarious or profound. I am no where near that. And I honestly don't think I can change into that...it's just not ME. but, I do fully appreciate those people in my life. And I should find quiet time more often. Also let others shine. Yeah life is a stage, but even the character's with one line are important. That one line could be the pivital moment in the  production and who am I to sing and dance over the top of them. it's time I learned about back stage. 

How to Choose?!?

Today is just one of those hat days. Ya know?

Kitty Kitty

  One fine day my friend borrowed my car. When she returned the window was down...permanently. I wasn't so bothered thinking oh it's fine its just stuck. it happens all the time. So I went outside and tried to roll it up, thus finding it really was stuck. The window being stuck still didn't entirely bother me. I mean, I live in the valley, it's not like it's gonna rain or anything. The next tuesday morning I was driving home, lo and behold, rain began to pour down into my window. I thought it was very ironic.

  So it'd been about a week or so that my window was stuck down. I had been parking in the garage so that nothing could get in my window. One night as I drove up to my house, my brother in-law was home. parked in the way. So I figured...no one would even want to still my car. No big deal I'll park outside. I grabbed all my valuables and went inside and to bed with out another thought of my car. The next morning I wasn't surprised as I came outside to my car still being there. I jumped in my car just as any other day. Humming and happy, ready for work. The windshield was foggy so I turned on my windshield wipers. It was then that I heard something shuffle in the back of my car. My heart dropped and I became super frightened! Of course my mind jumped to the worst scenario, I was positive there was a man hiding in the back just waiting to attack. I slowly cranked my head around to the back of my car when, POP! A bit, hideous, black stray cat popped up. I screeched!

    It's huge eyes as freaked out at me as I was at it. We sat with our eyes locked on each other for at least 20 seconds. The scroungy cat then leaped from the back of my car to the front seat right into my lap. Not knowing what to do, I freaked out like a little girl getting a nasty sock waved in her face, waving my hands as weird noises of disgust escaped my mouth. I somehow found my way out of my car and the cat bolted from me in a quick vanish.

  I got back in my car...then the embarrassment crept in. It was one of those moments when you know you're alone but you still have to look around to make sure no one saw. I drove to work laughing at myself, thinking this song. hahaha. Man I really need to get that window fixed.

Unsent..unsaid

  I don't know about you but there is a lot of things I have left Unsaid in my past. Wether it be relationships or just guys I like or that liked me. Sometimes it's not even those types of relationships. So today sometime before I go to bed I will write a letter. A letter that will remain unsent. Unsaid. Maybe to eventually be read or posted. Or not. So much that should've been said but now it is too late.

Dearest... ,
I'm sorry I never told you.
-Sincerely Chelsea Bea

An Anchor

I wanted to wait to post about this song because it makes me very emotional, and I can't even begin to explain why. I couldn't even understand in words why until...

This beautiful morning I was driving home from the Mesa Arizona LDS Temple. The sky grey and unfolding in front of me. Rain was poring in my open window. The road blackening as the water tumbled out of the sky and graced the road with it's presence. The sun rising creating a dim dusky light unvieling the beautiful brown of the dirt and green of the sparce trees. Rain like paint, falling out of the sky splashing the world with new radiant color. The smell drowning my nose with it's beautiful desert rain aroma. And this song, THIS SONG, flooding my ears. And it hit me,WHY? It doesn't matter.

Sometimes in life I ask why too often. Why am I so hyper, why am I so loud. Why do I feel sad, happy, angry, joyful? Why have I been so blessed. Why am I going through this. Why did they get cancer. Why not me? Why do I love to dance and sing? Why are girls/guys so hard to understand. Why does this song get me how it does?

well, IT DOESN'T MATTER! The beauty of life is sometime the indescribableness. It is what it is, why ask why. Life isn't always an algorithm. I want to begin today TAKING IT FOR WHAT IT IS. Life is gorgeous. Life is challenging. Life is a blast. Life is sad. Life is hilarious. Life is frustrating. Life is inspiring. Life is a dance. Life is a test. Life is what Life is. So find you some anchors and drop them in the bay. So you can just stop sailing and take life for what it is for even a moment.
Why? you may think...HEY the why doesn't always matter.

A Few of My Favorite Things

Okay so dogs biting and getting stung by bees doesn't happen to me all that often. 

In life however, we all have those things that just...get us down.

I feel that this song is brilliant! We need a list of a few of our favorite things to remind us how much we love life. 

So here is my list.

1. singing broadway music loud in the shower...or really where ever i am.

2. dancing when nobody is watching. 

3. the color yellow.

4. feeding/petting sting rays.

5. being rocked by my mom when i'm being a grump.

6. standing in the poring rain.

7. yellow roses.

8. watching 500 Days of Summer.

9. cuddling with my nephews.

10. riding It's a Small World.

11. hanging out with my daddy.

12. jammin out to really loud music in the car.

13. recieving a letter in the mail.

14. pedicures.

15. senior english

16. hanging out with Caleb, James, and Drew 

17. making someone smile.

18. strangers waving hello to one another.

19. a big cup of self-mixed chocolate milk.

20. cinnamon toast 

21. COOKIES (especially my aunt's)

22. being told "i love you" by some one i genuinely look up to.

23. new born puppies that stumble when they walk.

24. late nights with Holli

25. evening naps.

26. telling people how mush i love them randomly

27. high fives.

28. Watching moulin rouge. 

29. going to church and church activities.

30. dressing up in costumes when i clean.

31. a good game of duck duck goose. (i seriously think it's meant for grown ups)

32. playing cards on a sunday afternoon.

33. french toast, mashed potatoes, and buffalo wings.

34. looking over the city lights at night.

35. God! 

36. prom dresses.

37. Large buttons

38. The Wonderful World of Color

39. romantic kisses.

40. laying on the beach, feeling my toes in the sand.

41. dogs licking my toes.

Life is full of things I love. I could go on and on forever. So when life gets you down with just a couple of things...look at your huge list of favorite things.

What are some of your favorite things?

How to Babysit 101

     I have watched/babysat kids since....i don't know, a really long time. I've had a an abundance of rather interesting learning experiences. From changing a baby who has, what seems like BLOWN UP in his diaper to drawing super heroes for 3 hours straight. There's been both good days and bad. Somedays when my patience runs low and other days when everything runs smoothly. I've had my share of mess ups where I feel like the worst human alive, but mostly when i look back a lll of it has taught me valuable lessons.

1. Baby's are way easy, they just stink really bad!
2. Try to change them before it gets all over everything they're wearing.
3. When dropping a child off at home, or someone else's house....WATCH and MAKE SURE THEY GET IN.
4. ^thank heavens for neighbors that walk the kid back home and waits till you realize you can't find them.
5. Don't forget you are baby sitting when the child is napping.
6. Kids can only take CHILDREN's medication. (DO NOT OD YOUR LITTLE SISTER)
7. patience is a virtue!
8. to convince a little kid to do something all you need is candy =) or in my nephew's case....x-box.
9. Don't fall asleep while baby sitting, the house will be a disaster.
10. remember that children just don't understand everything and only get mad when necessary.
11. Did I mention patience... =)
12. If a kid isn't scared of anything you have to make up REALLY CRAZY threats in order to convince him "not to do it"
13. Always remember tat stuff is..just stuff. The kid is more important.
14. Apparently style is a big deal for some kids. I wore sweats to nanny one time and the kid said, "you need to get dressed."
"I am dressed", I replied. He then let me know that I looked funny and shouldn't wear that when i come to babysit next. =)
15. time out works.
16. it's amazing how annoying they can be until you think they are gone. Then you'd do anything just to hear them whine again
17. boogers, poop, spit up, and drool are....not that big of a deal.
18. kids pick up on everything...Sorry Holli and Jeff...i didn't mean to create a little singing monster.
19. Play with them, it'll go more smoothly.
20. Last but not least......no matter what they've done, how annoyed they've made you, one hug from them and an "I love you"...all is forgiven.

 Sometimes when I babysit I feel like this song. I've been a child hater for a while and I couldn't understand why I kept babysitting and why I was so good at it...I realized, you love the ones you serve. I love kids. Yeah I may get frustrated and wish that they'd just understand why they can't have more when there's none left or why we can't buy them that really expensive toy...but that is the beauty of child hood. innocense. I think we all need to be more like kids. So forgiving. I don't know how many times I have yelled at my sister and no matter what she still looks up to me and loves me. The biggest thing i've learned through taking care of kids is, I learned what God meant by become like a child. I am entirely grateful for children. We have a HUGE responsibility to raise them and help them become the person they have full potential to be. They are innocent and we so easily take that away. I have found a new love for my job and can't wait to learn from these kids daily.

Lyrics of my life.

So I guess I don't really have an exact song standing out to me for this post. I just have a lot to say.
I'm about two weeks into 2012 and so much has happened to me. I began the year ice skating. HAPPY NEW YEAR! Then stuff just fell into my lap. First of all my manager at wet seal offered me a part time job. Meaning they were going to keep me after the "season". Of course I was so excited to be the only seasonal kept. Then not even 24 hours later my sister called me and asked me if I'd be interested in being a nanny for her sister-in-law. I apparently have a hard time saying no to people who need me. But I said yes. So I watched her kids on my days off from wet seal. I fell 100% in love with the kids. They are so well behaved and precious. After that week was over I was offered a full-time nanny job. We discussed the pay and me quitting at wet seal and I left the house that afternoon torn. I love my wet seal job. It's way fun. Plus I get a 40% off discount! I had a choice to make. (and if you know me well, I hate to make choices. Especially when it involves turning some one down). Having to tell some one no was making me frustrated. I talked about it to my mom, my sisters, my dad, and I even prayed about it. Quitting at wet seal was hard but I knew I had to because when I thought about the nanny job I just felt so at peace.
I knew what I had to do but I still was not gung-ho about it. So that Friday night I took my little sister to the Mesa Arizona temple ground's visitors center. I was really grumpy and almost didn't take her. While we were there waiting for my family to come out of their session in the temple, Emily and I walked around watching short clips and listening to gospel thoughts. The temple is mostly centered around having a family and I read the family proclamation to the world. I was over come by the spirit and just knew that life is a gift from God. I knew right then also that something was coming for me. I was talking with my mom on the next day about school. She was telling me how I need to take more classes and try harder and stuff. (such a good mommy) I just felt so confused. I don't know what I want to do. Dancing isn't really working and I just wasn't keen on the whole thing. I went home and just started looking at classes and then I thought how fun would it be to be a flight attendant...I googled it and was brought to this website...The Travel Academy.com. I looked through it and just decided this is what I want to do. So Sunday I prayed and fasted asking the lord if this would be a good path for me to be on. I received my answer that night. I talked to my parents. And Monday I enrolled. I am working full time to save for school. And I am so pumped to go to Minnesota in 8 short months.
I am so excited. This year has brought me and will continue to bring great things to pass. I am so happy to be alive. I know times will be hard sometimes but every moment is blessed. So that is why I have decided to make an awesome new years resolution. I am going to make like Anne Frank and write in my journal all the time. I am going to remember all my lovely moments, all my hard times. Heck maybe I'll even look back and realize they weren't that hard after all. My journal is called the lyrics of my life. It is actually a composer book. I began my journal on December 26, 2011. And it is going strong even today.
I love life. I love God. The savior Jesus Christ is my best frind and I'm so entirely and eternally grateful that he suffered and died for my sins that I could repent and live my life for him. I'm also great full for time and also that I can learn. I am so blessed. I have an amazing family and great friends. It is also my goal not to just have new years resolutions, it's got to be an everyday thing. You should feel like....,"HAPPY NEW DAY" everyday. I am so happy to be a daughter of God and I will live up to my potential. Happy new year everyone. Now Go get em!

I tried to post a picture of my sweet journal but I can't figure it out on my iPad.