I just got home from Relief Society ( a womens meeting for our church). It was all about keeping a history of our lives and the different ways there are to do this. One gal spoke about blogging, and about how it helped her keep in touch with her family while living far away, and then how it became a therapeutic outlet. Another spoke about journaling, and another about digital scrapbooking. Still another showed a “scrapbook” that was so beautiful, about her husband’s life, and then a copy of it hardbound. As I was sitting there, a good friend turned to me and asked why I quit blogging. Her question caught me by surprise as I hadn’t ever really decided to “quit”. As I thought about it, I realized that it was fear that had caused me to stop expressing my feelings in this forum. Fear that my feelings might offend someone, that I was hanging my dirty laundry out to dry, that my children’s lives might be affected by what I shared here. This good friend then shared something one of her professors told her; and that was, that those feelings should be expressed, and opinions should be aired, and by using discretion I could discuss private issues and thus protect the privacy of those I am closest to.
I first began to blog about 5 years ago. This same friend had a blog which I loved to follow, and that led me to other blogs. Soon I wanted to join the blogosphere. My intent was to share ideas, as well as to document the happenings of our family. She taught me how to set up a blog, and that was all it took, I was off to the races. I remember my first entry was “the top 25 things about me”. I talked about my love for roller coasters, my kids, my testimony, and on and on. Soon the political climate was being discussed and of course I offended some people. I shared the story of how Nikita came to our family, his adoption story, and his choice to move out one very painful day in October. The difficult straits my children would find themselves in through the diagnosis and early treatment of bipolar disorder, my daughter’s horrific car accident and brain injury. The endless hours on the road going from specialist to specialist and therapist to therapist. I remember one January being so depressed from the never ending grey skies and blogging about that- I even uploaded a picture of a dead tree by a lake to express my disgust with the elements!
And now, it is January again, and the skies are grey again, and my children still have bipolar disorder. But lots of things have changed for the better and time is healing wounds that were so terribly painful I thought they would never close. My daughter is in her internship at a juvenile correction facility, then has one more semester to complete her Bachelor’s degree in Psychology with emphasis in Criminal Justice. She has been stable on her meds for over a year, and is an honor student. She not only keeps up with her classes, but has founded a local chapter of NAMI on her campus, and works in a group promoting her choice for our next US President.
Nikita remains living on his own, but now comes around to visit, bringing his girlfriend who is super sweet. Our relationship is improving all the time, and it is a beautiful thing. He is in no way interested in the Gospel, and doesn’t come to church, but he is respectful of our lifestyle, and encourages Adam to follow our guidelines. We have great hopes that someday his heart will soften and he will return to what he knows to be the truth.
Dylan lives in a resident firefighter house with other volunteer firefighters. He is taking his EMT course and loving it. He hopes to go on to Paramedic training. He is not planning on a mission in the near future, but he continues to keep himself worthy to do so. We are so proud of him and his ethics and standards. He is a leader at his station, and continues to grow and mature.
Adam is the last child at home. We are enjoying having these last two years with him, and I am loving the one on one time with him. We are watching movies, taking road trips, and working together. He is working hard in school, and has decided on meteorology as a career choice. Before we know it, it will be mission time for him! Yikes! What will it be like to be empty nesters?
This year in Young Men’s and Young Women’s the theme is D&C 115:5- “Verily I say unto you all- Arise and shine forth that thy light may be a standard for the nations.”
Why do you care? Because in Olympia, Washington, on January 23 at 10:00 am, the same sex marriage legislation will be presented in committee. Of the 25 senators needed to pass this legislation making it legal to have same gender marriage, 22 have already indicated they will vote to pass it. What can you do? If you live in this state, go to Olympia, be there by 9:00 and sign in ready to testify. At least go and show your face and your desire to send this legislation to the garbage can. Be in the room, be in the halls, be in the building and on the campus of the state capitol. If we can kill it in committee, it will take another session of Congress to bring it back again, and it will have to start over in committee. If we don’t kill it now it will go directly to Congress for a vote. “Verily I say unto you all- Arise, and shine forth that thy light may be a standard for the nations”.
And that’s what I’ve got to say.
“We must not believe the many, who say that only free people ought to be educated, but we should rather believe the philosophers who say that only the educated are free” Epictetus quotes (Greek philosopher associated with the Stoics, AD 55-c.135)