A jam-packed weekend in June: Aila’s 100-day celebration, Aila’s baby blessing, Father’s Day and moving day. Plus a visit from my brother. Continue reading
I think often about building a home that will strengthen my children’s testimonies of the Savior. During the holidays, as I strive to create family traditions and memories, I think constantly about balancing the festal and the religious. How can Easter baskets be fun and also teach of Christ? How can I center holiday traditions and activities around Christ, and also indulge in everything else? How can I help my children put the spiritual first and still taste something of Easter in chocolate eggs? Continue reading
6:15 am: Poomergency. Again.
True to form, labor with Aila began with a poomergency. Apparently, that’s how my body likes to inform me I’m about to have a baby. Continue reading
Last year we did a lot of fun Christmas activities …Christmas is my favorite time of year!
I got asked to speak at church on Christmas Day. After my talk, I came home and crashed on the couch and pretty much didn’t move for two weeks. Stupid germs. We opened presents and stockings in the New Year!
Here is my Christmas Day Talk: Continue reading
When I was a senior in high school, I desperately wanted to attend Stanford University. It was across the street from my high school; I applied early and was deferred. When the little rejection envelope arrived in the spring, I was devastated.
A few days after I received the letter, someone sent me a bouquet of flowers with this message:
When one door closes, another one
Just like that. Unfinished. Unsigned. To this day, I don’t know if it was a typo by the florist or if it was an intentional omission for which I was supposed to fill in the blank. And, I never found out who sent it. She or he was right. I loved UPenn, my alma mater. My time there shaped my passions, my identity, and the course of my life.
Closed doors are one way that God directs me on the right and best paths. Continue reading
After our miscarriage this past June, Andy and I were surprised and overjoyed when we found out I was pregnant. We feel tremendously blessed and know that our lives are guided by a Father in Heaven. Sometimes, life feels like it is split into many buckets – family, work, school, friends, health, hobbies etc – and in different seasons different buckets either runneth over or feel wanting. Continue reading
We must embrace love. Love must be unconditional, but it does not have to be blind. We love, and we fight for light.
To fight for the light means we must acknowledge that darkness exists. It is not enough to say let’s just be kind to one another. To do so without acknowledging the ugly is more harmful than good. To do so implies the privilege to ignore realities that so many of us have lived for generations. We must be honest. And we must act.
I’ve learned that we don’t know what we’re signing up for when we get married. But when we fall in love, and when we get married, we are signing up for life together, no matter what it brings. We are signing up to fight each other’s battles. We are signing up to stand together in the face of every obstacle and challenge that may come our way. We are signing up to support each other always. We are signing up to never stop trying, learning, understanding, growing and loving. It isn’t always easy, but it sure it beautiful. Continue reading
“Oh, Joanna. The baby stopped growing at five weeks. There is no heartbeat. I’m so sorry.” Continue reading
Everything I know about Christ shows me that He is an advocate of social justice. Tim Kaine said that in high school, “my faith became something vital. My north star for orienting my life. And when I left high school, I knew that I wanted to battle for social justice.” It was my favorite line from his entire speech at the Democratic National Convention. I feel the same way about my faith.
I cannot be a disciple of Christ without seeking to change the injustice and inequity in the world. Continue reading