Sunday, November 11, 2012

Quiet Time

Tonight my son is sick and as he sleeps I thought that I would take this quiet time to write.  I should probably be grading tests, analyzing them and creating warm-ups and tutoring groups to help my students, instead my mind is racing a million miles a minute thinking about everything.  I feel like I am always thinking and analyzing some aspect of my life, whether it is the gospel principles, my callings, being a mom, school, social life or just the relationships I have with other people. The thing however waying most on my mind right now is the state of our country, and if anything were to happen to our country how ill prepared I would be. I really need to get myself in a position where if anything were to happen I will be able to protect my little family.


I have never been very good with words and expressing myself in words, especially when emotions are involved. I am not exactly sure why that is, I am sure it has something to do with my past or some bad experience I had. It is kind of interesting how a bad experience can shape the way you interact with people and how you express yourself.

This week had its disappointments but it had its achievements as well. I have been working so hard with my students and we had a district test and one of my classes did so poorly. Because they did so poorly I have been consumed with trying to figure out what more I can do to make them successful and I have been looking at what I can change so that they can be more successful. In a way it has made me look at the way I am teaching and think of a better way of teaching. I often wonder if it is that way in life. We go through life just doing what we know best and when given a test we don’t achieve as high as we should or we think we should therefore we reevaluate our lives and change something here and something there and do better the next time. I guess that is why we were sent here to earth is to progress and we can’t progress unless we are willing to change and grow.

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Thought



Sometimes life is never what we plan. There are times we need to endure hardships to understand the blessing and miracles of life. No matter how difficult something may be, we can always learn something from it. I have countless experiences where things have really not been easy however I have learned far more from those experiences then anything else.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Change of Heart



My heart has changed over the last few weeks. I feel a renewal of self. Something I have not felt in a VERY long time. I feel my heart is whole and that I have been opened up to love and kindness.  I am still getting use to this feeling however I love it. I lost this feeling through hurt that I have caused myself though disobedience and distrust.

The cause of the change of heart could be the combination of conference, prayer, reading my scriptures and finally opening up and trusting a friend. It was more like ripping my heart open and throwing everything I had at my friend. I felt horrible because I felt as though I threw a big mess of emotions and feeling, it was not pretty, I felt a little crazy and I probably sounded a little crazy too. I completely love my friend for allowing me to open my heart up even though it was very uncomfortable for both of us. I will be forever grateful for the ability that my friend has allowed me to trust and feel again. The sad part I didn’t even realize I was keeping so many things in.  

I guess after everything that happened in New York before I moved here I just closed that part of my life and started a new life. I have learned that you cannot do that without having some disconnect.  I loved New York but knew that it was not the place for me. I also knew that if I stayed there I would not have progressed into the person I needed to be and the person I am now. I needed to come to Texas and get my life sorted out.  If I stayed in New York, I know that I would not have been prepared to be a mother. 

Who would have thought that one crazy emotion filled conversation would be the answer? I should have had that conversation a long time ago. Now that I have this feeling of renewal of self back, I can serve and love others in a way that I have not been able to in a VERY long time. The key is to keep this change of heart and become better by loving and serving others. 


Sunday, October 14, 2012

Forgiveness


I had a talk on forgiveness today. I have had to do my share of forgiving and asking for forgiveness in my life. I have come to believe that forgiveness is not for the person needing forgiving but rather the person doing the forgiving. In my talk I used to conference talks “Forgiveness” by Gordon B. Hinckley and “The Healing Power of Forgiveness” by James E. Faust. Both talks I have read many times and have pondered their content and taken from them some valuable things. I most love the storied that they share because they are real life stories in which other people and society are better because of forgiveness. The first story from 2005 Gordon B. Hinckley tells a story of a woman who has to forgive, and I quote…

“How would you feel toward a teenager who decided to toss a 20-pound frozen turkey from a speeding car headlong into the windshield of the car you were driving? How would you feel after enduring six hours of surgery using metal plates and other hardware to piece your face together, and after learning you still face years of therapy before returning to normal—and that you ought to feel lucky you didn’t die or suffer permanent brain damage?

“And how would you feel after learning that your assailant and his buddies had the turkey in the first place because they had stolen a credit card and gone on a senseless shopping spree, just for kicks? …
“This is the kind of hideous crime that propels politicians to office on promises of getting tough on crime. It’s the kind of thing that prompts legislators to climb all over each other in a struggle to be the first to introduce a bill that would add enhanced penalties for the use of frozen fowl in the commission of a crime.

“The New York Times quoted the district attorney as saying this is the sort of crime for which victims feel no punishment is harsh enough. ‘Death doesn’t even satisfy them,’ he said.

“Which is what makes what really happened so unusual. The victim, Victoria Ruvolo, a 44-year-old former manager of a collections agency, was more interested in salvaging the life of her 19-year-old assailant, Ryan Cushing, than in exacting any sort of revenge. She pestered prosecutors for information about him, his life, how he was raised, etc. Then she insisted on offering him a plea deal. Cushing could serve six months in the county jail and be on probation for 5 years if he pleaded guilty to second-degree assault.

“Had he been convicted of first-degree assault—the charge most fitting for the crime—he could have served 25 years in prison, finally thrown back into society as a middle-aged man with no skills or prospects.

“But this is only half the story. The rest of it, what happened the day this all played out in court, is the truly remarkable part.

“According to an account in the New York Post, Cushing carefully and tentatively made his way to where Ruvolo sat in the courtroom and tearfully whispered an apology. ‘I’m so sorry for what I did to you.’

“Ruvolo then stood, and the victim and her assailant embraced, weeping. She stroked his head and patted his back as he sobbed, and witnesses, including a Times reporter, heard her say, ‘It’s OK. I just want you to make your life the best it can be.’ According to accounts, hardened prosecutors, and even reporters, were choking back tears” (“Forgiveness Has Power to Change Future,” Deseret Morning News, Aug. 21, 2005, p. AA3).

I think of myself and wonder could I have the courage and strength to forgive if something like this had ever happened to me. It would like to think so, however sometimes we never know how we are going to react until tested. There is surely something to be said about people that can forgive so readily.

The second story from 2007, James E Faust tells a story about how the power of forgiveness can heal, and I quote…

In the beautiful hills of Pennsylvania, a devout group of Christian people live a simple life without automobiles, electricity, or modern machinery. They work hard and live quiet, peaceful lives separate from the world. Most of their food comes from their own farms. The women sew and knit and weave their clothing, which is modest and plain. They are known as the Amish people.

A 32-year-old milk truck driver lived with his family in their Nickel Mines community. He was not Amish, but his pickup route took him to many Amish dairy farms, where he became known as the quiet milkman. Last October he suddenly lost all reason and control. In his tormented mind he blamed God for the death of his first child and some unsubstantiated memories. He stormed into the Amish school without any provocation, released the boys and adults, and tied up the 10 girls. He shot the girls, killing five and wounding five. Then he took his own life.

This shocking violence caused great anguish among the Amish but no anger. There was hurt but no hate. Their forgiveness was immediate. Collectively they began to reach out to the milkman’s suffering family. As the milkman’s family gathered in his home the day after the shootings, an Amish neighbor came over, wrapped his arms around the father of the dead gunman, and said, “We will forgive you.” Amish leaders visited the milkman’s wife and children to extend their sympathy, their forgiveness, their help, and their love. About half of the mourners at the milkman’s funeral were Amish. In turn, the Amish invited the milkman’s family to attend the funeral services of the girls who had been killed. A remarkable peace settled on the Amish as their faith sustained them during this crisis.

One local resident very eloquently summed up the aftermath of this tragedy when he said, “We were all speaking the same language, and not just English, but a language of caring, a language of community, [and] a language of service. And, yes, a language of forgiveness.” 2 It was an amazing outpouring of their complete faith in the Lord’s teachings in the Sermon on the Mount: “Do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you.” 3

The family of the milkman who killed the five girls released the following statement to the public:

“To our Amish friends, neighbors, and local community:

“Our family wants each of you to know that we are overwhelmed by the forgiveness, grace, and mercy that you’ve extended to us. Your love for our family has helped to provide the healing we so desperately need. The prayers, flowers, cards, and gifts you’ve given have touched our hearts in a way no words can describe. Your compassion has reached beyond our family, beyond our community, and is changing our world, and for this we sincerely thank you.

“Please know that our hearts have been broken by all that has happened. We are filled with sorrow for all of our Amish neighbors whom we have loved and continue to love. We know that there are many hard days ahead for all the families who lost loved ones, and so we will continue to put our hope and trust in the God of all comfort, as we all seek to rebuild our lives.” 4

How could the whole Amish group manifest such an expression of forgiveness? It was because of their faith in God and trust in His word, which is part of their inner beings. They see themselves as disciples of Christ and want to follow His example.

Hearing of this tragedy, many people sent money to the Amish to pay for the health care of the five surviving girls and for the burial expenses of the five who were killed. As a further demonstration of their discipleship, the Amish decided to share some of the money with the widow of the milkman and her three children because they too were victims of this terrible tragedy.

Forgiveness is not always instantaneous as it was with the Amish. When innocent children have been molested or killed, most of us do not think first about forgiveness. Our natural response is anger. We may even feel justified in wanting to “get even” with anyone who inflicts injury on us or our family.

Dr. Sidney Simon, a recognized authority on values realization, has provided an excellent definition of forgiveness as it applies to human relationships:

“Forgiveness is freeing up and putting to better use the energy once consumed by holding grudges, harboring resentments, and nursing unhealed wounds. It is rediscovering the strengths we always had and relocating our limitless capacity to understand and accept other people and ourselves.” 5

I grew up in very difficult circumstances in which I was left wounded and hurt. It took me years to be able to let go and forgive those wrong doing. All the while I was hurting and yearning to be healed from pains from the past. The freedom from this hurt and pain came through forgiveness and letting go. True forgiveness can truly heal a person. Forgiveness is truly a miracle that each of us have the ability to give to ourselves and those that need our forgiveness.








Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Car Struggles



I really do not like it when you go into a shop to get your car fixed and they try in every way take advantage of you. I can’t tell you the pain I have had with my car the last week. They found out that I needed a battery and the dealer was going to have me pay $200 dollars making me believe that it was the only way they could fix my car. I went in today and realized they did not need to put a $200 dollar battery in and that when I get it out I can go and get a $100 cheaper battery with the same warranty as they can offer. Now I am having troubles with the extended warranty that I had paid a pretty penny to buy. They need or want proof that I have been maintaining my car with regular oil changes and such. The last oil change that I have on record is 6 months ago. I have had it changed since than however I had someone else do it for me. I like synthetic oil and so I like to go and buy the oil and oil filter and have someone else change the oil for me and this last time is what I did. Now they are giving me a hard time about it. The problem is they do not want to pay for the repairs. What really gets me is they can look at the car and see that I am very good at maintaining my car. They just want to make it as difficult as possible for me so that they do not have to pay for the repairs. It is hard when people and companies try to take advantage of good people.  I guess tomorrow I am going to write a claimer that I have had the oil fixed and that it was done by a friend of mine, what more can I do? I will not allow them to take advantage. I guess I would never even think of taking advantage of another person.

Sunday, August 05, 2012

Our Hearts


Sometimes we need to look deep into our heart to discover who we truly are. WE must look within and fix those things broken before we can fix those things without. We must purge ourselves of pride, as we do so we can begin to heal and be cleansed. Our heart is the source of love and kindness.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Friends


It is amazing what you can learn from your friends and the people around you. I have had some rather extraordinary friends in my life and every time I think of what I have learned from each of them I am humbled to have been so blessed.  There are those friends for life that I can call up at a moment’s notice and are always there with a non-judgmental ear. They are friends that take me as I am even when I am not perfect. Then there are those friends that I meet in passing and they didn’t really stick around long however they have taught me something that has changed my life. It’s as though they come into my life and instill a life lesson and they are gone.

We never know when we may touch someone’s life; it could be in an instant when we say something that is an answer to another person prayer or something that someone needed to hear. Many times we don’t even realize the impact we have. We should never underestimate our ability to touch someone’s life, because we can influence and lift someone every day.

My life is filled with people that I have come to love and admire; friends that I don’t know what I would do without. We all need each other; we are all struggling to find our way and we shouldn’t be struggling alone. What a great difference a smile or a kind word can make in someone’s life. You never know when you just might be an answer to someone’s prayer. Many of my friends, whether for life or just a brief moment, have been answers to my prayers.

Thanks to all those friends who have always been there and love me even when I fall short at times. Thanks to all those friends that have only been in my life for a brief time and have left foot prints on my heart.  

Saturday, June 16, 2012

This Past School Year


If you were to ask me how last year went I would say that it was my hardest year by far when it comes to teaching. By the end of the school year I was burnt out and exhausted.  It has been two weeks now that I have been out of school and I still have not recovered. I remember that last day thinking “Oh my goodness, I don’t know how I did it but I survived the year.”  I don’t know if I can do another year like that again. I thought about all sorts of other options, working in a law office, becoming a private teacher, going back and getting my masters in math and curriculum so I can create math curriculum. When I went to school to be a teacher they don’t really teach all that is involved.  My first two years I had a lot of support, I had a great mentor who was next to me every step of the way, I felt lost those two years but there was always someone to fall back on. This year my mentor moved to another school, though I could call her anytime for help it was not the same.  

We also got a new principal and assistant principal and  so the expectations were different and some of the new expectations I was expected to know and understand however I had never really learned, so I felt a little lost and inadequate at times. I think the hardest expectation for me is to analyze data. I had done a lot of analyzing my first/second year however I looked at whole class and analyzed data from the whole class. This last year we were to analyze each student’s test and know where each student was struggling and I had 105+ students and it took me two days to correct the test and about a week to analyze each student’s test.  Then I created warm-ups and review sheets to help students master what they were struggling with. By the end I was so tired and exhausted and just plain worn out. I thought several times that if I work this hard I am sure that there is some other job that I could work just as hard and make much more money.  I wasn’t really teaching anymore just surviving.

My passion is teaching and when all I am doing is study guides and warm-ups I didn’t really want to be a teacher any longer. I guess I never have had the passion for reviewing and paper. I feel that real teaching is involved and individual; everyone is learning and being inspired in their own learning style. In order to have a learning environment you need to have a classroom where exploration is encouraged through games, movement, discussion and real life connections.

This past year I was also asked to be the 5th grade team leader. I tried my best however I would have done so much better if I knew what I was supposed to be doing. I felt that I lead my team astray at times because I just didn’t know what I was doing. They were always very patent and understanding and now all I can do if laugh about all the silly mistakes I made. I worked with a great team.  I hope to get a chance to be a team leader again when I am more experienced and can offer more to a team.

There is only one way to look at this past year. I can do so much better next year. I surely learned a lot this year. I always seem to learn the most in hard situations. I am going to spend most of the summer preparing for the coming year, so I am ready for what will be thrown my way.

Sunday, June 03, 2012

BEING A MOM


As a mother I often wonder if I am doing this right. I see how other parents are with their children and I want so badly to be a good mother. I often forget that I have only been a mother for a year and a half. I still have a lot to learn. I am hard on myself because I feel that because I am a teacher I should naturally know what to do. I never really had a great example from my own parents so I look around at what looks good and works for others and then try to implement it in my own life and when I see something better that is working well for someone else I try to change so that I can be the best parent I can be.

Today I was reading an article about children that have been adopted at an older age. It was very enlightening.  It really helped explain some things about my son that I did not understand are normal for children who are adopted at an older age. The article was called “Give Them Three Years” by Tami Razvi and Imran Razvi. It explained that children adopted at an older age are not at their developmental age and that as adopted parents we need to allow them to grow into their new life. Any child that has been “in need of a family, has gotten to that point only after experiencing some major trauma in his life.” The article went on to say that we adopted parents have expectations and when we see a 7 year old, or a 9 year old in my case, we expect them to act and respond in a manner that a 7 or 9 year old child should they may act younger and we need to allow them three years. What was interesting to me is the article suggested that these children need to go through an infant stage. First the child is not going to respond with love and gratitude. I remember before he came into my life, the family before me said that he has no attachment to anything and anyone. How true that was, he really didn’t feel connected to anything or anyone. He is getting better. Second, “parents should expect that their will be some things that happen in public in front of both friends and strangers that could be embarrassing because the child looks too old for that type of behavior.” Oh my goodness this happens all of the time. This is actually the hardest thing for me and it was good to hear that it is normal for children that have been adopted at an older age. I really get on my son a lot about his behavior in front of other people. Most times he is great when it is just he and I but you put other people into the mix than it is a whole new story. Sometime it can turn out to be dreadful.  Finally “infant type behaviors need to be allowed.” It is hard for me to allow my son to have infant behaviors. He has all the fears and anxieties of a younger child, in many instances he acts very young. The article said to give him three years and he will grow into his age he just needs to go through this infant stage. I am hoping that is correct. If it is I have another year and a half left. I have seen great changes already.  

I know that my son has been through a lot in his life. There are many things that I don’t even know about. Just moving from family to family has caused much trauma in his life. When life gets hard he wants a new family or he thinks I am going to give him up. I guess I can’t blame him for that, when life got really hard he moved to another family. I remember when my mom could not take care of him any longer he would go back home with my sister and when she couldn’t handle him he would go back to my moms. He jumped back and forth between my mom and my sister and about four years ago my brother and sister-in-law took him and because they had younger children they could not keep him. That is when the family before me got him. The family is an aunt of my sister-in-law. They had 6 other children all older than my son. He struggled there for many different reasons. When they could not handle him any longer I was called and they asked me to take him. I worked with this family and the State of Utah and he was here a week and a half later. My son has some rather large scars right now and those scars “must be healed in order for (him) to grow into a fully functional, healthy adult.” It is not going to happen overnight, nor is it going to happen in a year. It will take time and patience which sometimes I am limited especially when I am run down and tired. The reward in the end will be great if I do not give up, which is not in my nature.

Am I perfect mom? No, not at all, I fall short all of the time. I am trying to do the best I can with everything going on in life. I have been so blessed to have good people to help me be the best I can. Many have given me advice as I have come to them with questions and they have so kindly explained what works for them and how to implement it in my own life. It is not easy, but will it be worth it? Of course it will. Great things come when you take sacrifices to make them happen.