2011 Halloween retelling

Halloween has come and gone, and yet I can't let go of writing about it. It was such a nice Halloween, complete with fog, haze and a light  cold drizzle, accompanied with fall leaves covering the ground, friends, and children running from house to house finding treats.  It was the first Halloween the girls went out on their own, an official right of passage to all children. I have fond memories of walking around my childhood neighborhood with friends alone, feeling old, and free, and giddy with a sugar rush. I was so pleased to have my children inducted into the tradition. Rainier and I wore out quickly with the cold and left the girls part way through, and while we hurried home to make hot cocoa and receive our friends into our home, the girls merrily went on their ways, with pillow cases in hand, and upon their return quickly went to their rooms to exchange candy, another childhood memory of mine. It seems so far and few between now a days when they get to experience a bit of my childhood and I'm always so pleased when they do. It brings me extreme joy to see that little piece of magic again.

A proud moment

I've allowed myself to become complacent about this whole blogging business, and it saddens me because I am missing out on writing about little treasures that I'll probably never remember since I have a horrible memory.

Yesterday was a special treat, as I sat amongst some friends in Relief Society I saw the Young Women walk into the room, with them Allison walked in. My face beamed from ear to ear as I realized that I was going to be able to sit next to my daughter in Relief Society. I quickly ditched my friends and had my arm around Alli and enjoyed an hour of solitude with her. Its rare that I have a lot of one on one time with the kids, and if I do its usually interrupted by daily to-do's. But sitting still in Relief Society  was a strangely rewarding situation, that is hard to put into words. I was able to partake of the fruits of parenting yesterday, to be able to share and receive special, spiritual bonding time with your children is remarkable. To truly realize how beautiful it will be in the eternities with your children and to realize how important it is to live our lives worthily to return.

I'm not sure how my little girl has turned into such a beautiful young woman, how she has gone from collecting Pokemon cards to wearing make-up, but she is an individual ray of light in my life. Her radiant personality brings joy to me and many others. She's helpful at home, loves her siblings, and enjoys others. While she is dabbling in the drama that accompanies that age, I can see she still strives to be pure, to be righteous and wants to achieve goodness. I'm so thankful for her special spirit, I'm so thankful to be a mother, and I am so thankful for these sweet opportunities that allows me to feel our Heavenly Fathers love for us.