The Scampering Horse

I don't post much about my children. This isn't usually that kind of blog. But, I had a friend do a snapshot blogpost of her children to capture them how they are in this moment, and I loved reading it. So, I am going to copy her. Thanks for the great idea Michelle! My oldest child is in fourth grade. She has a gigantic backpack for her small size, and a big math book. She does homework every night. We have had homework struggles previous years, but no more! She just does her homework and we don't really even talk about it. I can't keep up with her appetite for books. She has brackets on her front teeth in order to get them straightened out, and she looks so much older with those things on. She looks teenagery. My dear girl loves two particular friends out of all the friends. She likes to go to their houses to play. They live close enough that she goes over on her razor scooter, and then comes home before dark. She loves animals, and all living things. I can count o...

Going to church has been hard for me . My depression has a tough time in church, but I have had a hard time even with my depression well under control.  I have also had socially painful experiences. The worst of my life.  I have left many sacrament meetings in tears. I have walked out of several relief society lessons. I have had panic attacks at the thought of even attending church. I have had frequently had the thought, "Why bother?" Those of you who have known me throughout my life may be surprised at this. I have always been very diligent in my religion. I never really went through a rebellious stage in high school or college. I have felt that God is real, and a present part of my life. I attended early morning seminary before school all through high school. I attended Girls Camp every summer, sometimes two of them.  I took multiple institute classes at a time all through college. I read scriptures and wrote in my journal daily. I was married in the temple to a...