Happiness Is...

THIS BOOK! 

Seriously though folks.
Most books about happiness just make me want to vomit.
Happiness is not a giant list of things that sound inspiring and fun, but really just make you hate yourself for not being more inspiring and fun.
Happiness REALLY IS peeling the protective sticker off a new gadget, the afterglow of finishing a novel, watching cat videos on the internet, and accidentally making a soap bubble while washing your hands!
And just in case the thought of it doesn't make you smile, there is a delightful illustration that is bound to.

Night

March 8 2016

Night.

The sun made its steady way across the sky again today. It climbed the giant hill across the mountain tops and towered above the world, the master of all things below. It has now, finally admitted defeat, and has let the tips of those dreaded mountains on the east swallow it whole. But the night is not merely the absence of that monstrous flame.  The timid moon has crept his way out the deepest dark and has graciously shown its shadowless light upon the timid beings of this earth. 

Growing Pains part 2

According to ancient legend, if you pee on a special stick and two red lines appear, you will give birth within roughly 9 months.

Five months after my last post (and very fittingly on Mother's Day), the special stick informed me that I could expect at least 3 mothers day cards every year.

Party on!

Baby #3 is now a month old. 

It turns out Heavenly Father thought an under-educated mother of 3 is more important than a bachelor's degree holding mother of 2 at this point in time.

I did a lot of growing. A LOT of growing. And there was plenty of pain. My stretch marks now have stretch marks, which isn't the worst thing ever. My kids think "see how far you can stick your finger in the belly button hole" is one of the funnest games. 

We were given bodies on this earth to help us achieve joy. 

I am able to provide knuckle deep joy on a daily basis.

I honestly could say that I am happier now than I was over a year ago when I wrote that last post.

My fun and frustrating toddlers have now become fun and frustrating little kids. They have new reasons to make me want to pull out my hair, but even more reasons to smile and laugh.

I still spend a fair amount of time wondering why God gave women uteri and commanded them to fill them up with babies just to empty them out again and try to manage life with whatever comes out of them.

But, now I get to wonder that while I snuggle a darling little newborn, which makes it all seem worth it.

School is still there. It will still be there in five or twenty years.

My faith pulled me through. I am overjoyed to know that Heavenly Father had a plan for me  and he still does. I listened to the spirit, and here I am, right where he wants me.