Wow. We’ve fallen into Fall already! Can you believe it? I
know I always say this but my oh my does time go by.. 2015, last year of moi
being in my twenties. As the year inches near to an end, I’ve been thinking. A
lot.
I then sat down and read through my journal (of 2015) to see
how this particular year has treated me, us, so far. My heart cringed to
read through some of these. I was shocked to see so much negativity,
self-doubt, and regret were the main emotions that filled up the pages. I went back and started reading my journals I started since our move to Dallas.
One of the first few entries was one made at Church. I believe it was our second week in Dallas.
8/11/2013
“How to live with an attitude of gratitude.”
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Studying the Gospel with prayers
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Service
3.
Story about an experience during mission (given
by a brethren): During the first week of his mission, he walked into a house.
Because of the families’ financial situation, their humble home seemed to be crumbling.
It was old and dirty. He felt as if I would catch a disease just standing
there. It stood out because it’s exactly what I needed at that moment. A year
later, with his companion, he was able to visit a “heavenly apartment.” It was
so clean, and the family offered a feast. The home was peaceful. Later on, he
found out it was the same apartment he visited the first week of his mission!
All that changed was his ATTITUDE.
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| the big D |
I thought about President Monson. He continuously reminds us to have an attitude of gratitude. Continuously. Since we so easily forget of our blessings our Lord has given us and we too easily focus on what we do NOT have. Going back to my journal, seldom did I write my stories with hope and gratitude. Why did I let fear take over faith when my life is filled with so many blessings? For the remaining year, my goal is to focus only on things that bring light into my life.
It’s amazing how having an attitude will change one's perspective. Yes, my heart still longs for Utah and misses it oh so much. But, I'm falling in love with Dallas.
I love how Dallas can be both a busy, bustling city and at the same time be.. so.. southern/country. I love that Dallas calms my heart, quite literally. I’m grateful for all the people I’ve been able to meet in Dallas. And, I’m enjoying learning to live in such a diverse place. It’s been an eye/mind-opening experience and I’m loving how it’s helping me learn to live outside of Utah. I’m sure God had a reason. I will continue to trust Him while I learn His will..
Now, seems like fitting into this grand Southern State means the following things:
- Driving like a maniac- did I mention I only got my license three years ago?
- Believing in guns and God- I believe in one of the two, meet me half way.
- and, eating lots and lots of fried food- and so we did..
Husband dearest and I went to the State Fair, first time ever.
And we feasted on, surprise, fried food.
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| Fried cheeseburger with fried french fries inside. Oh, and an apple crumb pie shake. Where can I find this delicious "slice-of -heaven" of a drink regularly? |
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| Fried chicken waffle on a stick! My favorite fried food so far!!! |
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| ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ 돼지 데이빗 |
My penny-pinching husband was so thoughtful to bring me here. Even though we spent maybe a little too much $, this date at the State fair was my romantic Notebook" moment. Thank you, dearest husband of mine.
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| David and Diana. Us. We. |
