tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68738822547441399792024-03-14T02:25:39.047-07:00Navarro-ConderConfessions of a single parent
and her 5 Little RascalsKNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-23630732605405057862014-07-13T20:17:00.000-07:002014-07-14T11:28:19.775-07:00Summoning Angels...I believe that "Angels" can be our associates, as we live our covenants and exercise faith in Jesus Christ, and even when we don't. I believe sometimes these angels are family members that have passed on. I have felt these angels strengthen me through the years, cheer me on, rejoice with me when deliverance through trials comes to fruition, and sorrow with me as trials linger for months, even years. I wish I knew which "angels" were helping me. Sometimes I wish I could see them. For now, I just feel them near, and even "hear" them speak to my mind. The scripture in 2 Nephi 32:3 testifies of this concept "Angels speak by the power of the Holy Ghost..."<br />
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The reason I bring this topic up is because my former mother in law sent me an angel bell. I love it! A few days ago when the boys were fighting and I was about to lose it, I picked up the angel bell and walked through our house ringing it. It's as if I was summoning the angels to come and help us, help me. They found it comical, but I found it symbolic. We can ask (summon) for help from "angels". Sometimes angels come in the form of friends, and sometimes they are unseen.<br />
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When we lived in Oklahoma many moons ago, I had an angel friend. Our family was going through a tremendous trial, one that you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy. It was excruciatingly painful to my heart, mind, and soul. I didn't think my heart would make it through what was happening. My faith was hanging by a thread. The Lord put an angel friend in my path who rescued me every day from my despair. She will never know how she saved me from my grief. She was one of the Lord's angels sent to be there for me. I have had many experiences like this! More recently was my sister who came to live with me when my marriage was falling apart. She was my angel then! I thank the Lord for his angels to assist us on this mortal journey. <br />
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I hope you recognize the heavenly help the Lord sends to you on a daily basis. He loves us so much! He wants to help us on our journey home to HIM! He doesn't want to lose us...so he sends Angels!<br />
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The Angel Bell<br />
<br />KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-8834100514223412722014-07-04T14:55:00.002-07:002014-07-04T14:55:35.966-07:00Confessions of a single parent!I know, I know it's been a while. I also know it's been a while since I have confessed how hard it is being a single parent! Disregard my last post about being able to wait a few more years to remarry. I need back up... NOW! Or at least someone who will protect me from the "grenades" thrown at me daily from my teenagers. I feel like our home has been a battlefield lately and all of us are losing the battle, and leaning to the dark side. Last night when I was "throwing a fit" during my prayer to Heavenly Father, I felt so hopeless and so weary...so, so WEARY!!!!! HE must have given me extra armor through the night because when I woke up this morning I felt soooooooooooo much better. I have been very thankful in my heart all day because I feel HIS strengthening power, once again. <br />
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I have 5 boys and 3 of them are teenagers...need I say more about how difficult this is. I have been AMAZED at the level of difficulty. No wonder people say...Grandchildren are God's gift for not killing your own children. I get it! Now rest assured...my children are not bad. They are good sons of God; however, testosterone has suddenly taken my 3 teenagers hostage and they are trying to learn how to understand all of that...puberty, hormones, boundaries, independence, etc. I could go on and on, but I don't want this post to be all doom and gloom.<br />
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I, as the parent, am learning how weak I really am without the Lord's help. I do things wrong daily, but I am doing the best I know HOW...with the circumstances I have been given. I certainly would have shrunk from this responsibility several years ago without HIS sustaining power. I just don't like when I am "left to myself", but maybe I need those times, to acknowledge more fully how much of the load HE really is carrying. <br />
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So there you have it, a confession long overdue from this single parent! KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-84100776566296351762014-03-23T19:24:00.000-07:002014-03-23T19:24:12.483-07:00Seasons...Tonight I had my first drive of the year up Provo Canyon. I like to go on Sunday nights in the Spring. It's nice to get away and ponder as I'm driving up the beautiful canyon. I can actually think because no one is in the car with me. I often envision what it would be like to have a significant other driving with me. It would be so nice to just talk, hold hands, and be together. For now though, I go alone which is rejuvenating to my soul. I usually contemplate how blessed I am. Tonight I also thought about how much growth and learning has taken place these past 8 years as a single parent. I wouldn't trade any of this learning for anything. I see things so differently now. I have so much more compassion for myself, my children, and others. I feel the Lord so near, almost daily. He is helping me carry this "load". It is a beautiful thing. Of course, I hope that the time is drawing nigh for this single parenthood season to end. However, if it's a few more years...I am OK with that because that just means more learning, more growth, and more of an abundance of the Holy Ghost and the Savior's Love in my life.<br />
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I also thought about the seasons changing and how wonderful it is to have seasons end...especially hard seasons of life. Praise be to God for the seasons as stated in Ecclesiastes. "A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing (I'm still in this season :-]), a time to weep, and a time to laugh;...". He sees the wisdom in all the seasons. He give and He takes, but "He hath made every thing beautiful in His time". I have a beautiful, wonderful life(not a perfect or ideal one and that's ok), and so do YOU! If you look hard enough and are patient you will see the beauty in it!KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-8020007655014892882014-02-11T21:02:00.002-08:002014-02-11T21:04:08.538-08:00Doin' something right!Often times we, as parents, think we can never do anything right with our kids. This is especially true as they hit the teenage years. Well, I got a nice surprise from my 15 year old. I woke up Monday morning and found this taped to the outside of my door. <br />
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Must be doing something right! :-) Our children really do care about us even if they don't always show it! We, as parents, are doing the best we can and it is ENOUGH!!!! The End!KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-22425163523480833872014-02-02T16:19:00.000-08:002014-02-02T16:19:01.481-08:00Life!So, lately I've been contemplating my life's mission. What is it really? Do I want my mission to be the vision I see, or others see for myself, or God's vision of myself? Since God's thoughts and ways are higher than my own (as stated in the Bible) , then I would rather know what God wants me to accomplish. <br />
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Living life day to day can cloud our vision of our mission here on earth. We need an anchor to keep us from drifting too far away from what we are truly to become in this life. I was reminded that I have an anchor and a guide for what I should accomplish during this life. It's an inspired guide, a reminder of who I really am, and can become, in the eyes of God. This is a patriarchal blessing.<br />
For further explanations of what a patriarchal blessing is, you can find out by going to lds.org or clicking on the link to the right side of my blog page. <br />
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There are so many things in this world tugging at us for attention, tossing us to and fro, that we forget our life's mission. So as I pulled out my patriarchal blessing today to get some answers, I was reminded of my life's mission. These truths are what I should be holding onto and working towards. If I follow the counsel within, I will be living a full, dedicated, successful life...in the eyes of God. <br />
After this life, He is the one we will face and be accountable to. Follow His path, His course, in order to be prepared to meet him face to face and feel good being in His presence. <br />
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I noticed a pattern in my blessing. Some of us have heard that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints has a 3- fold mission to accomplish. The mission is to Perfect the Saints, Proclaim the Gospel, and Redeem the Dead. The next time you read through your patriarchal blessing find what your 3-fold mission is. Try to see the pattern of what is being told to you. I saw a 3-fold mission in mine as I read today. My very own 3-fold mission! What is yours? We all have one. Use your guide, your anchor you've been privileged to obtain (patriarchal blessing). It will lead you along the right path in obtaining your life's mission here on earth. KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-11012734462473569222014-01-19T17:01:00.003-08:002014-01-19T17:01:40.646-08:00Celebrating Monkey!This little guy turned 9 this month! He has amazing determination, a sparkle in his eye, and is quite comical. He doesn't see his condition (Spina Bifida) as limiting and firmly believes he's just like everyone else. He's quite the lady charmer as well; he has many admirers! Happy Birthday Monkey! Thank you for all the things I've learned over these past 9 years being your mother, nurse, and caretaker. <br />
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-68654913796616318362013-08-01T21:22:00.000-07:002013-08-01T21:28:05.013-07:00Pics from my sister's wedding! June 22, 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Navarro posterity!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Smith children! <br />
They were very happy that their dad married Nicole.</td></tr>
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<br />KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-43311615441347833732013-07-24T20:23:00.000-07:002013-07-24T20:23:10.706-07:00The Big 4 - O!I recently entered my fourth decade of living. My birthday was magical. It was wonderful. I started out the morning by driving to the Manti temple to see my friend Ka"trina" get sealed to her sweetheart. The drive was so peaceful and beautiful. The little city of Manti has a special feeling to it. The temple has an even more special feeling...I can't explain it. I truly felt like I was on sacred ground being in the Historic Manti temple. We got to walk up the spiral staircase to the sealing room . That was a sacred experience and one I can't share. Being in the sealing room was amazing and the words from the sealer awe-inspiring. It was neat to see the love in my friend's eyes for her husband. I felt honored to be there. I headed home after the temple and spent several hours with my boys. I opened their gifts and they sang Happy Birthday to me. We had Costco Key Lime Pie. Then in the evening I was to meet my sister Anna-Maria at PF Changs in Orem for dinner. Upon my arrival I was pleasantly surprised to see a booth with 3 extra people. I hadn't expected them, and it was so nice. I love surprises! We missed you - Heather, Bobbie, and Becky... maybe next year. We enjoyed delicious food and each other's company. After PF Changs , I was off to see The Sound of Music at the Scera Outdoor Theatre. What an amazing production! I got lots of gifts, cards, texts, and money for my birthday. I felt so special and so loved...ALL DAY!! I like to tell people 40 is the new 30 because I still feel young. Thank you everyone for making my day special! Love you! P.S. I almost forgot to mention that the Thompson's (our home teachers) brought over a bouquet of flowers and a chocolate cake... another surprise!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">PF Changs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Key Lime Pie (the circle of cream is supposed to represent the zero in 40)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me with the 3 youngest</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The bedspread is a birthday gift from my 14 year old. What a sweetie!</td></tr>
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-27377926416447250162013-07-17T20:48:00.000-07:002013-07-17T20:48:53.778-07:00California!Last week the boys, my dad, and I went to California to attend a funeral. <br />
It was a very short trip, but we managed to squeeze in the beach one day.<br />
We went to Zuma beach in Malibu. Driving down the 405 and 101 brought<br />
back a lot of memories. Passing signs that read White Oak Ave., Sylmar, and<br />
San Fernando took me back to my youth. I loved the palm trees, listening to the waves crashing on the shore, and driving through Malibu Canyon. My two youngest who had never been to the beach in their life had a blast. They were in HEAVEN at the beach. <br />
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I had a lot of time to reflect on my life- the entire trip - from the drive to California, to the visit at the beach, to the funeral. There's something about funeral services that always make me want to live my life better. I realized how much I have changed through the years, but also how I am still the same in some ways. For example, I still spend a lot of time fixing my hair. I have always fussed over my hair ever since I was a little girl and that will never change. What's different about me - I don't want the same things in a man - that I used to want. I don't give away my kisses freely, and I certainly am not a flirt like I was when I was a teenager. I treasure men who are respectful, kind, and have a pure heart. Although being attractive is a plus, it's not everything. I remember being at Wal-Mart and there was an extremely attractive single man behind me. I turned around to look at him and could feel my face turning red. My temperature started rising. I smiled at him and melted when he smiled back. Then I thought in my head, yeah he's gorgeous, but who is he inside. Of course, I didn't talk to him to find out, but I sure wondered. The "old" me would have flirted. The "new" me is more cautious and reflective. Bad thing - good thing? I don't know. By the way, if he was married I would have felt like a fool flirting with him because you know a lot of married men don't wear their wedding rings. That is one of my biggest pet peeves - married men not wearing their wedding rings. It gives the wrong impression and to me it's disloyalty. So married men out there...wear your wedding rings so us single gals don't look twice. Notice I said twice because we do look once...to see if there's a wedding ring. :-) Ok I am off my soapbox. <br />
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As we drove into St. George, on the way back, the most beautiful rainbow filled the sky. I internalized what that rainbow meant to me, it's almost as if God was saying to me, "Remember the promises I made to you... have hope... carry on". To me the rainbow represents promises. The Lord promised to never flood the earth again and the rainbow is the symbol of that promise. The Lord has promised each of us things too, and he never forgets or changes his mind. The promises will be fulfilled in HIS time. I believe the longer the wait, the sweeter the reward will be. I remember a time when the Lord answered my prayers about my future husband by putting a song into my head. I was in the temple at the time and thought it odd that this "wordly" song would come as revelation. The words that came to my mind were "And now you're love is my reward". There were more words, but I won't share them. To me that meant that my future husband's love for me would be my reward. Finally- a reward- for all the injustices, all the bitterness, and heartache. The reward of experiencing that kind of love will be SWEET. <br />
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The last thing to share is the class I am taking right now. It's called "How to Avoid Falling for a Jerk or Jerkette". I am learning a lot about relationships and what it takes to have a successful one. I laughed a lot during class, but also got some great information to apply to the relationships in my life. I am looking forward to next week's class. While I'm on the subject of classes - summer school is winding down. I am actually relieved. It's been tough, but I am going to make it. <br />
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Happy Summer!<br />
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-90511313773237656622013-06-16T19:45:00.001-07:002013-06-16T19:45:33.622-07:00The Big Day is Coming...I am getting very excited for my sister's wedding this coming Saturday! She has waited a very long time and it's finally here. I am so happy that she is marrying a good man who is her best friend. I get to be her escort in the temple, since my mom is deceased. I get to help her in the Bride's room. I get to be apart of her special day in a special way. What an honor! <br />
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I am so eternally grateful for temples. The Temple is the House of the Lord where we can receive ordinances that bind us for eternity and where we can perform saving ordinances for our kindred dead. I am grateful that because of Jesus Christ's atonement I am worthy to be in such a sacred haven.<br />
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Over the years, I have received much personal revelation and added strength for my life, as a single mother to five special boys because of weekly temple attendance. I have also been blessed to have received personal revelation about my "near-future" life that involves a righteous husband with a good heart, an eternal friend, and a wonderful posterity because of our union. I hope in those things to come and know that my Faith is only being tested in his Timing of it all. I want it now... He says wait a while longer. He knows best and I trust in that everyday. My knowledge of the glimspes He's granted me keeps me going. The Lord is so good to me and all of us. <br />
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If you want the mundane in your life to turn into extra-ordinary - go to the temple. If you want added spiritual strength - go to the temple. If you want peace that passes all understanding - go to the temple. If you want to be a better wife, husband, father, mother - go to the temple. If you want to feel an incredible source of LOVE and approval - go to the temple. We are all welcome. Get your life in order so you can bask in the blessings offered only there. Nothing else on this earth will offer you what can be offered in the Lord's Holy House. Until next time...<br />
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Enjoy some random pictures of recent events in our lives: <br />
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Archery</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Naomi and Annabelle with their Aunt Katrina<br />
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-68309111485201963282013-06-05T15:32:00.001-07:002013-06-05T15:32:13.581-07:00Summer Vacation is Here!Summer means ... unstructured play time, unscheduled days, slow down, time for conversations, late nights playing outside, ice cream, slushies, flip flops, long runs in the early morning, long walks in the evening, mowing the lawn, water balloon fights, drinking out of the hose, washing the car, sunburns, peeling skin, cub scout day camp, zions camp, bbq's, hanging with friends, hanging with cousins, camping, hiking, the canyon, the library, temple baptisms with my youth, temple mornings, homework, exams (yes, I am going to summer school), tubing on Utah lake, bike rides (I need to buy a bike for my birthday), OH and turning 40 this summer, a 15 year old, a 14 year old, Rexburg Idaho to visit Auntie La ...etc. etc. <br />
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Enjoy your summer! <br />
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We have known each other since we were 5 years old.</td></tr>
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-56691417055580250782013-05-07T16:52:00.000-07:002013-05-07T16:52:09.908-07:00Salt Lake Temple Square in Salt Lake City, Utah - The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day SaintsToday we had a home school field trip to Temple Square. The nice thing about home school is that you can mix education and religion any time; you can't do that at public school. :-) It was the most beautiful day ever and it was so refreshing being on the temple grounds. We had a little history lesson as we toured the Beehive House. The sister missionaries that took us on the tour were incredible and it reminded me of when I was a missionary. It was a sweet experience and the Spirit was strong! After the Beehive House we walked the grounds and went to a few visitor's center. All in all it was a blessed day and I had an increased gratitude for being a member of Jesus Christ's Church restored to the earth through the Prophet Joseph Smith. It made me smile to see all the "tourists" that were not from this country experiencing Temple Square and most likely feeling the Holy Ghost testify to the truthfulness of what the missionaries shared with them. Seeing all the "tourists" also made me think of the scripture found in 2 Nephi Chapter 12 verse 2 which says : "...the Lord's house shall be established in the top of the mountains, and shall be exalted above the hills, and all nations shall flow unto it". I certainly saw people from all nations flowing into the gates of Temple Square today. You should experience it for yourself some day. Enjoy the pictures! <br />
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The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints</td></tr>
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He is doing his country report on Russia.<br />
Future missionary!</td></tr>
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-92119925147317499642013-04-29T19:44:00.000-07:002013-04-29T20:17:47.028-07:00Suprise Party - Spontaneous Outing - Spring!As time approached for my dad's 65th birthday I kept feeling prompted to throw him a party. Of course, I dismissed the many promptings because throwing a party is a lot of work and I wasn't really up for it. Nevertheless, the nudging wouldn't go away. Finally one day, a week before his birthday I decided to JUST DO IT. I came under the impression that my deceased mother was the one nudging me to throw this party for her dear husband. Well, she got her way. :-) Planning this surprise party ended up being a great experience. My sister Anna helped me in many ways which helped lighten the load. I mailed off the invitations noting that it indeed was to be a surprise party. I made a Mexican feast. One of my dad's good friends aided as a decoy to get my dad out of the house for one hour so I could set up. My neighbor (missionary trainer) from next door came over and helped me with set up. I was able to cook and prepare all the food in my sister's basement apartment which helped to keep everything a surprise. It turned out to be a success...he was surprised and lots of people showed up.<br />
I am sure my mom was pleased with how everything turned out....I know I was. :-) <br />
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I forgot to mention that throwing this party cost quite a bit of money and I knew money would be tight until I got paid again. So I prayed that the Lord would help make a way for me to get by with the money I had left. Well, He answered my prayer, as always, through someone else. Our dear family friends the Bodtchers had brought over a huge box of pull-ups to give to my sister Anna for her twins. Well, I noticed the size was way too big for her twins...they were Josh's size pull-ups, so I asked her if I could have them. She gladly gave them to me. Now I'm sure you all are past buying pull-ups, but let me tell you that box costs $30.00. Now that's a lot of money for how quick Josh goes through pull-ups. So there was the answer to my prayer... a much needed box of pull-ups for my Spina Bifida boy that I didn't have to pay for. :-)<br />
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Now on to today - We decided we needed something spontaneous for home school. We get burnt out sometimes sticking to our schedule, plus it was a gorgeous morning...hence our spontaneous outing.<br />
We had more fun than anything, although I did throw in some drama lessons for technicalities sake. They did some improv. skits, performances, and monologues....:-)<br />
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<br />KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-85735721044705852942013-03-31T14:37:00.001-07:002013-04-01T07:51:03.912-07:00Happy Easter! HAPPY EASTER!<br />
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The Savior's loving sacrifice keeps our family going. We would truly be nothing without Him. He truly can "move mountains of grief and oceans of pain". The Savior Jesus Christ makes it possible for all of us to be resurrected one day and to see our loved ones again. Without this knowledge life would be meaningless, but because we KNOW life is full of meaning and purpose. There is hope for everyone because of a Loving, Kind Savior. Rejoice in the Good News of the Gospel of Jesus Christ! We do!</div>
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-17743678855710409232013-03-01T13:14:00.000-08:002013-03-01T17:58:25.616-08:00Happy March!Happy March! Good riddens winter...hello SPRING- we welcome you with open arms. <br />
Well-- so this is not the only thing I post about today, I will share some of my favorite quotes. Before that though I do have to mention something funny my 11 year old said as we were leaving Homeschool PE at UVU. I told him while I was waiting in the hall, reading the newspaper, hundreds of high school students were coming down the hall. Obviously it was High School orientation day at the college or something like that. Anyways, I mentioned that they were lucky to be visiting the college as high schoolers. I said, "We never did that when I was in high school". He said, "Mom this is not the nineteen hundreds anymore - it's the two-thousands". I started busting up laughing. I couldn't believe he said that. I don't consider myself very old, but I guess I AM. His numbers put that into perspective for me.<br />
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"It is what it is" - unknown<br />
"Hunger is the best seasoning" - Dr. Michelle May<br />
"The future is as bright as your faith" - Pres. Thomas S. Monson<br />
"Hope in things to come" - unknown<br />
"In the agonies of life, we seem to listen better to the faint, godly whisperings of the Divine Shepherd. " - James E. Faust<br />
"Life has no remote, you have to change it yourself " - unknown<br />
"If we defend our habits we have no intention of breaking them" - unknown<br />
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Have a blessed weekend!KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-42543291011990298852013-02-28T11:30:00.001-08:002013-03-08T11:53:46.149-08:00This N' ThatBeing an ex-military wife I had always enjoyed moving around and meeting new people. I loved living where we were the only members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints on our block. I loved sharing the gospel with others through word and deed. I really miss that living in Utah because of the large population of members. You don't get as many opportunities to share the gospel. I realized that was a time in my life where I could Preach the Gospel a lot and was grateful to do so. Well now my season of life in Utah is to Redeem the Dead. It's such a blessing to have the temple so close to perform saving ordinances for my kindred dead. Two months ago I started getting <br />
impressions that I needed to ask my dad how to do family history research. He was the one always doing the research and we would take all the female names to do the work at the temple. I started feeling that I could help out in the research department and get more names that needed and wanted their work done. Well, it has proved to be very fruitful. I am amazed at how many names I have been able to find in such a short time. I'm telling you our ancestors want these saving ordinances. The first two times I was researching, I felt like I was wasting my time. So on my third try I decided to start my research with a prayer. I quickly learned to always start with a prayer...it's almost as if that summons them to come help us find their names. :-) That third try...I hit the jackpot. I found so many names and got their ordinance cards printed up. Every time from then on when I've searched, in prayer, I have found lots of names. One Sunday night I found 18 female names and 18 male names. It was truly amazing. Now what's even more exciting about Family History work is that I get to take my teenage son with me to perform baptisms for these ancestors. It has become our Thursday afternoon ritual. I look forward to it, and so does he. He even attributes his temple attendance to the good grades he is getting in school and the help he is receiving in his daily life. The Spirit of Elijah is affecting our family and it is wonderful. I have actually become so overwhelmed with all the names we have to take through the temple that I've slowed down a little on the research. I even gave out some of our family cards to members of our ward for help. :-) I always thought...oh when I'm old and gray I will start family history work...I am glad I didn't wait. The field is white, the season is now...<br />
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Switching gears...<br />
One of my sisters, two of my mom's best friends, and I went out this past Saturday to celebrate my mom's birthday. My mom passed away three years ago. We make it a tradition to all spend time together on her special day. Unfortunately, we chose a place that was not quiet for visiting and taking our time. I was really disappointed because I went for the company, not the food. We will have to choose a quieter, less busy place next time.<br />
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Good news! My sister is getting married this summer. She has waited a VERY LONG TIME(she is 35 years old) and I am so happy for her. I will probably be bawling the whole day because of my JOY for her. She says when it's the right ONE it is worth all the wait, all the lonely nights, all the heartache, all the pleading and hoping. I hope to know what that feels like very soon in my own life. <br />
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However, I've had NO dates yet. I am thinking I am going to actually make it a little contest to see how many years I can be a divorced single mother and not have one single date. I bet I've already beaten a lot of you divorced single mothers out there...I am coming up on 5 years. NO, I am not proud of the fact, but I am proud that I won't settle for just anyone. I want someone with a pure heart and mind. If I have to wait for eternity then so be it. :-)<br />
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-5486485039759657042013-02-02T15:00:00.000-08:002013-02-03T19:22:15.739-08:00The Big Day!Joshua was baptized today. It was a very special day. A lot of very dear people in our lives were in attendance. It was bittersweet for me as a mother- as this is my youngest and last child- that I will witness being baptized into Jesus Christ's church. <br />
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There were a few bloops and blunders in the dressing room. Luckily, we had it all to ourselves. I accidentally pulled Josh's orthotic too quickly out of his shoe and it hit him in the lip. He started crying. I felt horrible. Those orthotics are some hard plastic. Plus, there was another blunder which is too embarrassing to share, and only Spina Bifida moms could relate. <br />
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When Josh was getting changed,after he was baptized, he told me , "Wow, that was cool. Can I do that again?" He also told me when he was confirmed a member and received the Gift of the Holy Ghost he felt the Holy Ghost's presence. He got teary eyed. He said, "Now mom I will cry like you do when you feel the Spirit". Such precious moments shared. <br />
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I was so proud of Matthew for giving the baptismal talk. He did such a good job. I loved hearing my sister bear her sweet testimony. I loved seeing and visiting with so many dear people I am privileged to know and associate with. <br />
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I only have a few pictures to share, but at least we got some as a keepsake.<br />
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<br />KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-84644397301524535062013-01-20T17:03:00.000-08:002013-01-20T17:03:24.200-08:00Joshua's 8th BirthdayMy youngest is now 8. He celebrated his 8th birthday a week or so ago. We had a party at the house for him. He invited friends from school and a neighbor friend. He wanted to invite a lot, but I gave him a limit. As you will see in the pictures- he mainly has girl friends. It was really cute when it was time for them to give him his gift because I asked them to say one thing they liked about Josh. I loved hearing their responses. One said, "He's the best friend a girl could ever have". Another said, "He's so nice". The boy said, " I like Josh because he always invites me to his parties". They also had to pop a balloon and they loved that. We played some real fun games. I had a blast watching their excitement. Awww the innocence of youth...how fleeting. It was refreshing being surrounded by 7, soon to be 8 year olds. The party was a success. <br />
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-73888954683723775352013-01-20T16:56:00.001-08:002013-01-20T16:56:42.640-08:00Catching up...I have mentioned in many posts about my missionary trainer that lives next door...literally.<br />
Well, I finally have a picture of us together. Her name is Bobbie Jo. We served together in Roy, UT. Yup...just up the road a ways. My kids and her kids are friends, and so are we, of course. Who knew? Small world when you serve a mission in Utah and come back to live in Utah.<br />
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doTERRA Melaleuca essential oil- This oil is good for lots of skin disorders as well as for ear infections. Joshua gets pressure sores every once in a while from his orthotics (leg braces). Before the oils I used to use various medicated creams to try and help with the healing of the sore. It would take at least one month to scab up and start healing. I used Melaleuca for a very bad pressure sore once and it only took 3 days to scab up and start healing. I couldn't believe it. </div>
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The sun is shining over here and it's a beautiful wintry day. We had a blast at our annual ward Jump on It! party this morning. Now every one's just chillin' watching a movie. It's nice to have a slow day to reflect on life and all the blessings I have. I am such a lucky girl. I almost have it all...just missing my other half! But while I'm waiting for him... life goes on and LIFE IS OH SO GOOD.<br />
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Last night we went to my next door neighbor's house (who happens to be my missionary trainer), and had a great time visiting and eating delicious food. I left about 8:45pm and the boys stayed with their family to ring in the New Year. A single friend and I went to a New Year's Eve Bash for LDS mid-singles. I haven't had that much fun in a very long time. At first I felt awkward, but as the night went on I loosened up and really had a blast. I even had fun dancing. It was cool to actually be awake, for once, to countdown and celebrate. There were about 2,000 balloons that dropped from the ceiling and it sounded like fireworks when everyone started popping them. I am so glad I went and allowed myself to have some fun...it's good for the soul. My friend took some pictures on her phone. When she emails them to me I will post them. I needed proof for myself that I was there because it felt surreal. <br />
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As promised... a little tid bit about one of doTERRA's essential oils that has helped me.<br />
I am an early riser, always have been. Since I started homeschooling I've had to get up EXTRA early so that I can exercise before all the kids get up. I no longer have the luxury of exercising at 9:30 in the morning because I have 2 homeschoolers. I now get up at 5:30am to be at my 6:00am exercise class at the Rec. Center. I can hear some of you cringing at the early hour. Some wouldn't be caught dead getting up that early. Nevertheless, exercise is very important to me so the sacrifice is worth it to me. Initially I needed some help with grogginess upon awaking. Peppermint oil has helped tremendously with this factor. I put a couple drops on my forefinger and then stick it inside my nostrils. Within seconds I feel more alert and ready to go. Peppermint is known for many life enhancing properties, and mental alertness is one of them. Also, when I am having an afternoon slump around 3:00pm, I just inhale some peppermint and wild orange oil and wa- la I am rejuvenated. It's so much healthier than using a caffeine product to stimulate the senses, and there's no crashing after like with caffeine. It's a healthier, natural alternative and I love it. <br />
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Have a Healthy, Happy, Prosperous New Year!!!<br />
Love,<br />
The Navarro/Conder Family KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-24590654627280585892012-12-20T07:36:00.001-08:002012-12-20T07:36:12.472-08:00The Proud Aunt of Twin NiecesYesterday I went up to Layton to visit and help my sister Anna-Maria with her twin girls, and the other two she has at home that are still not in school. She has seven kids total ranging 10 years old and under. I'm sure you can imagine how busy she is with 7 kids. It was a joy to be there. The twins are so precious. I loved holding them. It made me baby hungry. I hope I remarry within the next few years so I can have another one. :-) Children are truly "...an heritage of the Lord".<br />
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My heart goes out to all the families in Connecticut who have lost their pure, innocent children to violence. I hope someone close to them shares with them how the Atonement can heal them, literally. The Power is there we just have to know how to access it. The Savior weeps for His little ones who are hurt, alone, and afraid. He even weeps for His big ones- us. His love is sustaining, all encompassing, and his "peace passeth all understanding". I love this season where more of the world focuses on the birth of the Savior, His life, His mission and in doing so how it naturally radiates more love and kindness in the world. At least in our little neck of the woods it does.<br />
Merry CHRISTmas everyone! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the movie theatre excited to see the Hobbit!<br />
We even got smiles from the teenagers. Aunt Nicole and Nathan look cute don't they.<br />
The movie rocked! So awesome. Thank you Aunt Nicole!<br />
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KNhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15613678524734966270noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6873882254744139979.post-61146398562441765472012-12-18T10:03:00.000-08:002012-12-18T10:03:31.399-08:00doTERRA Tuesdays!I've decided that once every two weeks I am going to dedicate a blog post to doTERRA. <br />
The word do (long "o" sound) TERRA is a Latin derivative meaning "gift of the earth". The company doTERRA sells the purest from of essential oils on the market today. These oils are truly a gift from the earth: from the lavender flower's extracted oil that can relieve stress and the pain of burns to the sacs of oil microscopically found on the peppermint leaf that can calm an upset stomach and help fight fatigue. doTERRA's oils are Certified Pure Therapeutic Grade which means they go through extra testing to ensure they are in their purest form. I have used other oils in the past, and I can tell the difference in quality- doTERRA's oils are unmatched.<br />
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I am a firm believer and practicer (is that even a word ;-)) of natural holistic healing. I have never been much of a user or advocate of pharmaceutical medicine. Natural healing agents have been on the earth from the very beginning of time. Plants, flowers, trees, - the things of the earth were made to be used medicinally as well as for emotional healing. The bible mentions oils that were used anciently, such as, frankincense, myrrh, and cassia. There are many more mentioned but these are the ones I remember off the top of my head. I prefer to use first and foremost natural healing agents - essential oils. I have seen firsthand the healing and relief that doTERRA's Certified Pure Therapeutic Grade Essential oils have had on myself and my family. <br />
We are reinventing health care in our family - join us on our journey. <br />
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Stay tuned for the post on January 1, 2013 in which I will share an oil that has been invaluable to me personally...<br />
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PS I wish you lived closer to me so I could give you samples of these amazing oils. <br />
PPS I will still be blogging about our life too... gonna try to be better about being more consistent.<br />
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Here's to a HEALTHIER and PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR...<br />
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Our Thanksgiving trip to Gilbert Arizona was splendid! We had such a wonderful time. Grandma and Grandpa Schuett treated us like royalty. Their home is such a sacred place to be - it was an honor to be there. I love how I am treated like family, and not the ex-wife. I suppose it's because I am not the typical ex-wife and because they are just good people.<br />
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The weather was in the 80's during the day and the 60's in the evening. I got a kick out of seeing people dressed in shorts, tanktops, and wearing flip flops - in NOVEMBER. I do have to say I sure didn't mind the weather especially on my morning runs. I took advantage of running outside in the early morning because I can't do that in Utah right now...too cold. Brrr!!!<br />
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One of the days we spent in Scottsdale...nice city. We watched the movie Brave on DVD. We went to an indoor trampoline place and the boys and their dad had fun jumping and acting crazy. :-) I got my hair done from a professional. That was a nice treat and way different from my beauty college $5 haircuts. Loved it! :-)<br />
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Our last day we went on a little tour of Gilbert and saw the construction site of the Gilbert Temple. We hung out and played games, dad Schuett grilled steak (to die for), and I went out for a couple of hours of "me" time. That night we went to the Mesa Arizona temple to see the Christmas lights. We came home to some warm hot chocolate and a fire burning in the fireplace... a nice way to end our vacation. <br />
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It was so refreshing to get away! Now it's back to the grind. I am looking forward to the Christmas holidays. Enjoy some pics from the trip!<br />
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