Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Am I Ready?!

A lot of thoughts and emotions running through my head these last 2 days as I have thought about the events that happened at the Boston Marathon.

I qualified to be there and wanted SO bad to go! It's something that I hear you have to do at least once and I figured why not now?!

Unfortunately my main running partner that I train for my marathons with didn't qualify so I didn't want to go alone. (never train for a marathon alone...WAY too much running time)

I tried to talk my sister Dawn into running a marathon and qualifying to go with me. She was going to but as she started to train she was having a lot of pain and issues and decided against it.

Then I met my awesome friend Melanie and she had already qualified and as we ran together and chatted we  both wanted to experience it really bad but we were both worried about the cost.

Things were a little tight around here at the time you had to put your name in to register so when it came down to the wire I decided against it.

As Melanie was getting ready to leave I was wishing I was going too but I was SOOO excited for her!

As yesterday rolled around and my friend Jordan came over for her spray tan she told me the news. It had been about a half hour after and I literally couldn't believe what I was hearing.

Why Boston marathon?! Why this great achievement for all of these amazing runners?! Who would do such a thing?! What if I would have gone?!

I immediately got on my phone because I was tracking Melanie's time through there tracking system and did the math and figured she had finished before it had happened but wasn't totally sure.

SOOO grateful for her update on Facebook to let us know she was ok. But my heart was still broken for the families and people that have been affected.

As I studied my scriptures today I read D&C 50:45-46..."And the day cometh that you shall hear my voice and see me, and know that I am. Watch, therefore, that ye may be ready. Even so. Amen."

These scriptures hit me hard!! I'm not afraid of death AT ALL...in fact I look forward to it one day! I am never sad for the person that passes when I hear that a person has passed away...only for the family that will miss them! When people say they were so young...they had so much life to live...I think instead: they were so perfect. They are so lucky to graduate so early from this hard, hard life. They are still LIVING but living an even better life now, doing more then they EVER could have accomplished here on this short earth life!

One day we will all stand before our maker...hear his voice and see him (how wonderful this will be) BUT are we ready?! That is the question that shook me today! Yes I am looking forward to it...yes I want it...BUT am I ready?!

Not totally sure if I am where I'm supposed to be yet...but I will keep working, keep trying, and hopefully be a little better each day that when that day comes for me...I will be ready!!!


  1. You are amazing. You and your cute family are supposed to be here to be an inspiration if anything!! Because I know you are and inspiration to so many people. More than you probably know.

    I am also a runner and the Boston thing broke my heart as well. I love your view of the plan of salvation and I have always felt the same way you do about death. I think lots of people have a hard time putting their full faith in it but life is so peaceful when you can. I always tell my husband how I can't wait for the second coming and he thinks I am crazy. It's true though. I can't wait to see what's to come on the other side of the veil.

    1. Lindsey thanks for reading and thanks for your comment!!! Thanks for understanding my crazy perspective...it's good to know I'm not the only one looking forward to the next life! ;)

  2. This isn't related to this particular post, but I've been meaning to tell you for weeks!

    I live in the community where my husband grew up. When I met and started dating him, he was pretty fresh off his mission and was a Sunday School teacher for a teenage class. That was almost 12 years ago. I'd visit his ward sometimes and would attend his class now and then. One of the kids in there--Adam--had been in some sort of accident when he was younger. I don't know details (that's a question for you--I'd love to know what happened and his sister is now in our ward, but I don't know how to ask?)...just that he was a normal kid doing his thing when tragedy struck and left him disabled. Not just physically. When I met him, he had a very hard time communicating, though he could talk. It just took a really, really long time to say things. He had a hard time walking as well and it seems like the kids would help him get from place to place if his mom wasn't pushing him around in a wheelchair. I don't want to sensationalize his story, so let's just say that my impression was that he was pretty severely affected by whatever had happened. He was a total flirt too. :) His family moved and I hadn't seen him since then, though I wondered now and then how he was. Anyway, they put me in cub scouts, and we had our pinewood derby in January or February. He was there to cheer on his nephew. I was handing out treats at the end when he came up and I asked him how he was doing and if he remembered me. Then I felt silly for putting him on the spot and talked about how my husband loved having him in his Sunday School class all those years ago. He grinned and started talking about how he and my husband are probably related because he has our last name in his lines. I was totally surprised as he started naming off people in his ancestry and asking if we're from so-and-so or so-and-so. We had a fun chat and he left. It left a smile on my face to see how far he's come. Miraculous, really.

    Well. A couple of weeks ago, I was driving to go grocery shopping, and I saw some missionaries walking down the street. One was walking with his arm up a little funny and had a kind of limp like his leg was maybe asleep or something. When I got closer, I thought how cool it was that the missionary had come out regardless of his physical limitations. THEN, I was close enough to see his face. It was Adam. I cried.

  3. WOW!!! Thank you SO much for sharing this sweet and AMAZING story! I LOVE to hear about kids like this that overcome it all when the odds are so against them. I have been meaning to blog about an incredible kid we met awhile back but haven't got to it! Very similar though! To answer your question...don't even hesitate to ask his sister about it! I love when people are willing to ask questions about Dakota 1. because I LOVE them to know about who he is and 2. because it shows they aren't afraid and they are sincerely caring about him. Most people assume he was born like that and that is what bothers me. I would just simply ask her would you mind sharing your brother's story with me? Tell her how amazed you are by him and are just interested in knowing. I think she would be so excited and appreciate sharing! Hope that helps! ;) Thanks for reading and commenting!!!