The Golden Grahams

I love Sundays. There are so many reasons why I love them. I love my ward. It's my favorite ward we've ever been in, and that's saying something because we moved 6 times in the first 5 years of our marriage. I love my calling. I get to teach the 16-17 year old youth every sunday during the second hour of church. The youth of these Latter-Days truly inspire me and really are on a higher level than generations past. I love getting to know them and I truly love and care for each one of them. Nothing would make me happier than to see each of them serve full-time missions and go to the temple worthily (either for a mission or to be sealed). Another reason I love Sundays is because since it is a day strictly dedicated to the Lord, and to feeding our spirits, we are just so much happier and there's so much inspiration and revelation to be felt and received. After church today, Josh and I were just laying on the couch with our son, Mikala, and he did the cutest thing. While c

5/14/18 This past Saturday I felt like I reached a personal milestone in my infertility journey. Over this last year, I have been hoping to get pregnant again and fell back into the sadness that comes with month after month of failed hopes. It was affecting the way I treated my son...and not in a good way. Not that I was doing anything extremely negative towards him, but I definitely was not appreciating him like I should have been. So, on Saturday, I sat on the beach with him in my arms and I was happy and content. He was playing in the sand and being so cute. I realized that it was moments like these that I had dreamed of for years. He was my living miracle. I got what I wanted. I decided right then and there that I was going to start treating him as if he will be my one and only child that I will ever get to carry and bear and love and raise on this earth. If I treat him as if he will be my One and Only, I won't spend days thinking of "what could be." I wo

Disclaimer: This is going to be a very embarrassing (for me) blog post. I am not writing this to invite judgement or to belittle myself. My hope is that I will remember the lesson I learned today and not make this mistake anymore. Or that if I ever do make this mistake again, I'll be quick to check myself as I remember this day. As a teenager, I always looked forward to the day I would become an adult so that I could have more freedom. I felt that my parents were so restrictive and it frustrated me. Of course, now that I am a parent, I understand what their intentions were. However, what I didn't realize when I was a teenager (because what teen would be this observant and wise???) was that once we became adults, with that freedom would come more responsibilities. As life tends to be, it has been busy and hectic for us. Josh works an 8-4:30 M-F job with the State of Hawaii, and then on Saturdays he cleans pools half day for extra cash. Sundays are full of meetings and Churc