Inspiring, But Limited Memories

The funny thing about memories is sometimes those memories are forgotten. We tried really hard to make an impression, or do something exciting, or keeping a tradition, but somewhere down the line its forgotten.

That is until something sparks those lost memories and they come flooding back like they were yesterday.

I sadly have forgotten so much about you. I was little when you were part of my life and when I was older, so were you. I have grown up hearing stories about you and to this day, here stories about you. I'm surrounded by you in my home; even though you are finally Home. None of the things that I'm surrounded by have sparked any sort of memory. Yes, I am overwhelmed by the sense of love that flows through those things and memory that I know they were yours. I even get overwhelmed at the thought that I now have the opportunity to weave these things into my life, and into my future children's lives. I am a sentimental person and knowing I am able to carry your memory into my home and my life means everything. Though, being sentimental and loving all these beautiful things doesn't make me remember you.

I have a flood of emotion running through me when my Mom brought home this necklace; this was yours. This one thing brought so many memories of you, that I didn't know I had. I remember your smell and your tight hugs. I remember your always watching eyes, your beautiful dark hair and how a smile would sneak its way through those ruby red lips. I remember your hot living room and drinking pretend tea out of teacups. I remember swimming in the pool by your house. I remember you wearing this on multiple occasions and the black ribbed shirt you would typically wear it with. Even how beautifully dark your hair was hours before you went Home.

Even though, I have limited memories of you, I miss you. I wish I could remember more or both you and my Grammie. Hearing and seeing stories of how you both were amazing Christian Women inspires me. I want my great grandchildren to love my acquired crystal, hand made lace, costume and stunning jewelry. I want it to bring back happy memories of who I was, just as your Amber Crystal, crochet and jewelry do for me.

Until Next Time,

Peace & Love

Happiness is simple.

FI work on the top floor of my office building. Its only the 4th, but the top. Meaning, I have a spectacular view of downtown Salt Lake. I can see all the "sky scrapers", the Capitol and the North point of the mountains. Its a beautiful view which is typically clear, crisp and clean cut. I think I could close my eyes and navigate through the air and point out places of interest.

Today looking out of my office windows, all I can see is white. If I focus really hard I can see a tree across the street. The visibility is 0, possibly -0? I can't see buildings, mountains or even cars. If I were to fly about, I'd surely smack into a few windows.

I can't help it, but I just have to make a metaphor out of this.

My life really is a lot more like the snow filled days than the clear sunny ones. Dreary is not how I would put it in the least; Its my test of faith to be led by belief not assumptions. Regularly I find myself bumping into things that I assumed weren't supposed to be there, but mysteriously are now. In my minds eye, I would have pictured a very different looking journey. Something filled with Summer breezes, over grown flowers, critters and maybe some roller blades. In fact, most times its foggy here; the kind of fog that seems to have its own light source when you walk through it. Mind you I have a very keen sense of Forward, Backward, Left and Right; even in the fog.

I like facts, I like hard evidence and I even like proof. Maybe I should have been a lawyer? Here is the hang up for me; His word and only His word is fact/truth, but you have to believe/faith that it is factual and final. Those words seem to contradict each other do they not? I think that is why my mind sees fog because its my own personal weakness. In the end I will be a strong believer; because, I was led by faith not by assumptions of facts. The one fact that I know and stand strong defending is His word is nothing more and nothing less than what is in the Bible. His words ring relevant in the times He walked this earth and still ring relevant in these times when He does not. I believe that fact. I love bumping into people I assumed wouldn't be on my path; because, it proves that I don't have all the "facts". My faith grows even stronger knowing His faith in me to believe in him and to follow Him.

My journey is bright with faith and I will not stumble from my path. Faith in His word and His love is the only way to be humble and walk with God.

When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, "I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life." John 8:12

I'm happy, its that simple.

Until Next Time,

Peace & Love

Prayer Shawl

Today I gave my prayer shawl to its recipient.


There she is and here.


I loved the colors of it.


It was incredible to give it away. :D

Until Next Time,
Peace & Love

In my Husbands words "It was epic"

After re-reading a lot of my posts and reminiscing over photos of this past year; there is one thing that is familiar in all of them. Redundancy is not it either. :) Its not the familiarity in the faces in the pictures, or the self comfort in my posts. This thing is fluid and moves swiftly; other times it is seemingly slow.

2010 is the marking point for the rest of my life. It started my epic journey. For that alone, it was an astonishing year.

I have celebrated close to 34 birthdays with family alone. Yes some of which that celebration was shared in a card, or a call, but celebrated none the less. I have gained an appreciation for organization and how it loves to be stress free. Though, I still have not learned to like doing laundry. I have gained the best four legged creature and stealer of my puppy loving heart. Though I was not there the week she was born, I have been with her every week and day after that. She is the best snuggler and rope tugger around and who couldn't resist those big floppy ears? I know my days wouldn't be quite right without our afterwork howls together. I have learned more about my family in one year than I have known them in all my 23 years. We are a unique bunch of individuals that are after all, are just like one another.I became plural and I married the most patient, kind, forgiving loving man. He is perfect in my eyes. After knowing him for almost 2 years we were married on July 2, 2010. Which was 2 days before our 2 year anniversary, Yes we got to watch fireworks in Maui. Watching as they reflected over a mirror like ocean. It was bliss. We sold my toothpaste car for our more permanent Mazda. That Mazda, she has some spice to her, let me just say. I found a companion in my quest. We let our Dear and Sweet Great Grandma Root go home. She is now perfect in every way, stunning and as I say jealously walking through the perfection of Heaven. We welcomed my sister's handsome little man into this world. We have a home, a welcoming home, a praising home, a home outside of ours. We have a gaining hunger and thirst for our salvation. We hold hand in hand in an effort to strengthen our Faith.
With our year in mind we held hands as we counted down the most epic start to our lives.

I have never experienced so much rapid and slow change in my life. Like I said looking back through all my posts and photos; that is what I have been looking for. The comical part about seeking change, is the more you look at your feet to make sure your walking straight, the more you get lost. If you just look up; you would be shocked by all the avenues of change you can go down. My change caught me by surprise and snuck right in. I wasn't aware of if literally until the last day of 2010...Ironic. I am proud to say the goals I set for myself in 2010 didn't get accomplished, but my journey found the right path. I sprouted roots and grounded myself and had no Idea. I am sprouting and growing a whole new leaf of life.

I know who I want to be and I'm standing for it. Here is to a year bursting with greatness, Faith and Blessings!

Until Next Time,
Peace & Love

Holy Holy Holy

I like to think that I'm a savvy person. I like to think I'm always in the loop and that I know what is going on. Well, this weekend I had to admit (out loud) that I need help, that I don't know what I'm doing and realize there are more experienced people out there. This is a tough thing to swallow for me. It may be a control or pride thing, but feeling like I'm the low man on the totem poll is very nerve racking to me and uncomfortable.

But who said being spiritual is an easy and comfortable thing?

We have had the opportunity to meet and mingle with some couples from our new home. Yes, I am claiming Abundant Life our new home. I've so needed to connect with people our age, who are strong in their faith; their devotion. I think it will make our journey a little easier being able to connect with people who might be going through the same challenges we are. It has been so refreshing, so calming and quite overwhelming. There have been challenges surrounding this whole ordeal and I can't help but wonder if they are all tests of faith. It is uncomfortable and hard, but it has been the most rewarding thing. My relationships have been better, Drayton and I are a stronger couple.

Feeling outstretched arms, is what my soul needed apparently. People who care, who want us apart of their lives and people who want to grow stronger in God with us. This is definitely a place we can call home. It is a place where the ideals, are ideal. The Love, is so loving. The people, wow, the people; they are who I want to be.

Prayers really do come true, when you put Him first. When you rely on Him to be your Sheppard, amazing things happen.

Until Next Time,
Peace & Love

Seasons, Religion and Books.

It has been a week huh? Yes I know its only Tuesday, but it FEELS like it should be Saturday or something.
It is officially Autumn, the sun has decided to take a longer snooze and comes out a bit later in the morning (I may be a bit jealous of that fact)I love this Season, it really is my favorite. From this point until January is so amazing. The quick and rapid change of the seasons and all the family time we get to cram in. Its wonderful. Mostly, though, I really just love Halloween. I always have and think I always will. My house is all decorated in Halloween stuff. (I'll take photos tonight and update the blog) Its fun and not to mention, my amazing Hubby proposed to me on Halloween. What more could a girl need for memories? I say nothing!

I have to admit, I'm really excited for this Sunday. Drayton and I have found a church that might be just fantastic for us. It might help me fill that void we both feel and is a great way to improve all of our relationships in life. We get to go try the church on this Sunday for the first time. Wear it around and see how it fits. This is one way, I know we are one the right path. It is the first time we've been on the same page and are excited about it (Religion Wise). I've slowly learned that the things that we pray for are rarely just given to us. We are given the opportunities to learn/gain/strengthen/grow towards them. This has been one we've been struggling with, and praying about it. Frankly, Trial and Error is all that needs to be stated about that. :) Thanks to my adorable Grandparents for their inspiration and help.

On a similar note, the series I'm reading, "The Left Behind" series, is Ama-ZZZing! It scares me to death and I think thats what keeps me reading! Its a horror in its own way, bu its not a horror book. Its a religions Factional book. I'm on the 10th book out of 16, and if you just look at the world around us, it could almost be what I'm reading. The books are based on the Idea of being left behind after the Second Coming/The Rapture, and all those who live here on Earth and fight the battle of Heaven and Hell. Its amazing and I encourage all to read them, not just based on the religious base of them, but the thrill of the books as well. I'm hooked!




Little did I know what Mr. Bailey had up his sleeves that night!

Until Next Time,
Peace & Love

And they whispered Psalms 23

What a needed weekend. This weekend we went up to visit my Grandparents in Idaho. It was just the Baileys this go around. The drives as usual aren't the most favorite part of the trip, but we had the neccesitites of Sun Flower seeds, gummy worms (Drayton's favorite), Cola and water (Drayton doesn't Drink soda :)) and then we filled in the filled the speakers with Dave Ramsey's seminar on Financial Peace or whatever it was called. It was good to listen to and conjure some of my own ideas on how to get creative and out of debt with our budget. To me, he sounds like the comedian Frank Callendo when he pokes fun of George W. Bush.
We really didn't have the weekend planned, and we didn't really need too, we just wanted to be, and not be in the way. So most of our weekend was well chatted up. My Great Grandma Root is as my Papa put "She's like an elastic, but this time she's not going to snap back, nor does she need too" Millie Root is a strong woman, and is on her way to the Glorious Kingdom, that we all hope and pray we will reside in one day. The thought is envious, I must admit, but in due time will I meet our maker. My Papa was reading the Bible to my Great Grandma, and I followed along in John with them, and then my Grandparents both whispered close to her Psalms 23 to my Great Grandma, and I couldn't help but to just cry. My Grandparents are so loving, and so secure in their faith, of which I hope to achieve one day. (sooner rather than later!) I don't know why, but the myriad of versus they could just say out of memory, and then that song, just made my tears flow.
Grandma and Papa wanted to show Drayton where my Uncle Randy lived, and what a beautiful drive it was, here is a photo of the river, simply beautiful.

The drive up there was wonderful, and we got to see My uncles amazing home, from the outside. :) and then we moseyed around and had a wonderful Saturday. All in all, I needed the comfort only my Grandparents could bring me, in my *Ahem* OUR mission. I know there is something missing in my life and I so badly want to fill that void I fill, and am overwhelmed at the way it is all unfolding right before my eyes, and what a beautiful path it is to follow.

It was a good weekend, even with my Great Grandma, it was good for my soul to see her one last time. It was a good kick in the pants trip to get me going again. I'm blessed to have all these wonderful people in our lives.

Until Next Time,
Peace & Love