Happy New Monday (1-1-18)

Happy New Year!
It’s seven o’clock at night and I have tried to write all day but I’ve spent the day with my family and haven’t had time to sit down and write. So I’m writing now but honestly I don’t have a lot to say. I just want to wish you a happy new year and want to tell you that I’m thinking about you, praying for you and love you. 



Merry Christmas Monday (12-25-17)

Merry Christmas!

I write stories for my children, Harrison, Jackson, Lucy and Calvin. It started out as Harry, Jack and Lu. When Calvin was born last year I added Baby Blue (his nickname was Blueberry before he was born). Last year I wrote a story hoping to give it to my kids for Christmas. I didn’t finish in time so I am giving it to them this year. Because I love you I am sharing with you also. I hope you enjoy this gift. 

Love and Merry Christmas,


Harry, Jack and Lu Christmas with Baby Blue

Harry, Jack and Lu, it’s our first Christmas with Baby Blue.

Christmas is always a special time to spend with this family of mine.

I know what you mean. I love waiting to see what Santa will bring!

Ooh, I like that too. I can’t wait to see what Santa will give to Baby Blue.

I like all the decorations, singing and treats. With so many Christmas parties there’s always lots to eat.

Receiving gifts sure are fun and the house is so pretty when the decorating is done.

Candy, treats and sweets can also be exciting. But there is something most important we are forgetting. 

Is it the story of Jesus’ birth and how He came to teach us here on earth?

That’s exactly what it is. We celebrate His birth by the gifts we give.

How can we teach Baby Blue about Jesus’ love for me and you?

Hmmm…The first thing he should know  is about the Christmas tree with it’s lights all aglow.

And why is that, Jack?

Christmas trees are evergreen. Knowledge of eternal life is what they bring. 

And the twinkling lights on our tree make it beautiful for all to see.

Just as we look at Christmas lights, shepherds in the field saw the new star that night.

The new star in the heavens also showed wise men the way, their gifts to bestow.

That’s right, Harry. What were the gifts the wisemen did carry? 

Gold, frankincense and myrrh the wise men did bring. We too give gifts to honor our King.

Did you know that candy canes are like a shepherd’s staff with a crook on top to bring the lost sheep back.

Lu, how is that important to you?

Jesus is the Good Shepherd, so loving and kind, we are the wandering sheep He searches to find. 

The sheep and donkey ate their hay in a stable, like a barn, for animals to stay.

A kind innkeeper let Mary and Joseph rest in his stable, it was the only room left.

That is where our Savior was born and laid in a manger to keep Him warm.

The night of His birth the angels rejoiced with song. Now we have carols so we too can sing along.

Mom, can you tell us why the angels did sing, the shepherds came and wisemen called Him King?

Because Jesus was born and lived a perfect life. He redeemed us all from sorrow and strife.

As a grown man He died on the cross but lives again because of His love for us.

Mary is His mother and Joseph His earthly father. Jesus, the Son of God, is also our heavenly brother.

By keeping His commandments and staying faithful to Him we can return to live with Heavenly Father again.

The night of our Savior’s birth was sacred and holy. That is why we tell His Christmas story.

So, Baby Blue, we share this Christmas story with you.

Glimpses on Monday (12-18-17)

Happy Monday friends!
My boy Harrison spoke in church yesterday. His topic was being a good friend. He did a fabulous job. He had a few rough moments preparing his talk but he pulled through and spoke beautifully. He was nervous. He looked overwhelmed when he stood up in front of everyone but he took a deep breath and rocked it. One of the things that made his talk so meaningful was that it wasn’t a talk full of good intentions, this boy truly is a good friend to all. He has a heart of gold. 
Something amazing happened to me while Harrison was speaking. I was given a glimpse. Let me try to explain. Harrison has been diagnosed with ADHD and autism. When he was first diagnosed I wasn’t sure what his life was going to look like. Would he be able to hold a job and have a family? Would he ever make friends? What was going to happen to this sweet child of mine? One day I was getting ready for the day, sitting in front of the mirror putting on makeup thinking these thoughts. All of a sudden I had a glimpse. The tiniest glimmer of sight. And in that split moment I saw Harrison. Grown and happy and good. I was given the tiniest little glimpse into Harrison’s life and saw that he was going to be just fine. In fact, he was going to thrive. 

Yesterday I was given the opportunity of expanding that glimpse. While Harrison spoke yesterday I saw him as my grown son. A man. A strong, confident, capable, happy, healthy, loving, kind man. This was more than the tiniest fraction of a glimmer into his life. I saw my child as an adult standing in front of me speaking with confidence. That boy of mine is going to do wonders. And I saw it. 

What a blessing I have been given. Sweet boy Harrison is pure and wonderful and I am his mother. To top that off I was given the gift of seeing him all grown up. Seeing him thrive in this world. My heart is full. What more could a mother ask for than to see her children this way? 

Sometimes I worry. I wonder what will happen to my children and I worry. But I have something to fall back on. Something big. I saw my boy all grown up. I saw him conquering and overcoming. I saw him full of love and kindness. I don’t need to worry. I need to trust and look forward. My boy is going to be just fine. He is going to be more than just fine, he’s going to make good things happen. I am so blessed to have him and to have been given a glimpse of his life. 

Even though I have not been given a glimpse into your life I am confident that there are good things to come for you as well. And for me. 

Have a happy Monday and a wonderful week. 



Weaving Monday (12-11-17)

What do you do when you are feeling down? Tired, exhausted, sad, lonely… just feeling down. What do you do to lift yourself back up? 

I’ve been asking this of myself. Lately I’ve just been feeling “eh”. I’ve had some really rough days and I’ve had some good days but overall I just feel down. I’m going through my list of things that help; eating well, sleeping enough, exercising, taking my meds and vitamins, serving. I think all these things are helping but I’m just not where I want to be. I find myself asking “What’s the point? Why do I even try?” 

I came upon this quote and it made me stop to think. 

“Weave beautifully your small thread in the grand tapestry” -Gordon B. Hinckley

What is my small thread in the grand tapestry? 

Individually my efforts to clean my house, teach my children, prepare good meals, speak kindly, show love, get up and get dressed are all small and seemingly insignificant. But at the end of the day if I put all of that together my day suddenly doesn’t appear so wasted. I don’t feel so useless. 

Now the real challenge is remembering that and truly believing it when I’m in the thick of things. When it takes all I have just to take care of my family let alone myself or all the things I’m supposed to be doing. 

As daunting as it appears I think the trick is to keep going. Keep trying. Keep doing. Maybe I’m moving slower. Maybe I’m not even getting to my to do list. Maybe I’m letting things slip. But I can’t give up. My thread, however small, is needed in the grand tapestry. And so is yours. Those days of feeling down will come. But so will days of feeling good. One day I will be productive and one day I won’t. Just try again, keep going. I’ll just keep telling myself that until I’m not feeling so down. And when a good day comes I’ll look back on the thread that I’m weaving and see that it really is making something beautiful. 



A year of Mondays (12-4-17)

One year. One year ago I started How are you Monday. I am amazed. I’m amazed that I’ve written every week for the past 52 weeks. I’m even more amazed at the response I have had and the friendships that have deepened. 

I started writing my Monday emails because of my niece. At the end of our phone conversation I asked what I could do to help her. She simply asked me to check up on her every once in a while. I committed to do that. As I made that commitment I started thinking of other family and friends who I wanted to check up on. My list grew and I realized I needed a systematic way to reach all the people I love. So I started this email and then started posting my emails to a blog. I am overwhelmed and amazed by the response I have had. This is what amazes me the most, the amount of people who I love and who love me back. 

This weekly email has become as much for me as it is for you. It has become therapeutic for me. It’s something I look forward to writing every week. For me, life is scary and uncertain and overwhelming. But it is also beautiful and happy and joyful. It’s so easy for me to focus on the scary instead of the beautiful. My Monday emails force me to stop and look for the good. It also forces me to pray. I pray every time before I write. I pray to be an instrument in God’s hands. I pray to write something that will help someone. I pray for you. I pray for my family. I pray for me. 

These Monday emails have helped pull me out of some pretty dark places. They have made me find and share the good. They have made me step outside of myself. I have shared things that I would rather keep to myself. I have made myself very vulnerable. I have learned and I have grown. And I hope you have too. I hope you can feel my love for you. I hope you know you are not alone. I hope you know how amazing you are. And I hope you look forward to another year of “how are you Mondays”.



Sharing Monday (11-27-2017)

Happy Monday. Thanksgiving is over now it’s on to Christmas. I’m actually excited for Christmas this year. I’m usually very bah humbug to Thanksgiving and Christmas. I’m not sure what has changed this year but so far I’m feeling pretty good and non-bah humbugish. I’m looking forward to the holiday traditions I do with my family. I’m going to start us off tonight with making peppermint milkshakes. What are some of your traditions? What are the things you look forward to the most? Do you have any traditions that center around service? I’m looking for some good ideas. 

My favorite Christmases have been when I have done something for someone. When I taught preschool we made teddy bears and took them to the fire station for the firefighters to give away on their calls. 

My kids and I like to fill a gallon size ziplock bag with water, snacks, a chocolate bar, and things like Chapstick or a toothbrush. We keep the bags in my car and when we someone in need we give them one. One time we did this Harrison added one of his books with a note. He loves to read and really wanted that person to have the opportunity to read also. 

This year my family has committed to do one kind thing a day starting December 1st, this Friday, they Christmas. I hope it goes well. I hope my children catch the desire to give. And I hope my heart will be softened and I will stop the bah humbug feelings completely. 

Have a wonderful week and please share your traditions with me. 



Think to Thank Monday (11-20-17)

The phrase “think to thank” is on my mind today. 

“In these three words you have the finest capsule course for a happy marriage, the formula for enduring friendships, and a pattern for personal happiness.” Thomas S. Monson

I don’t know about you but I could use help with creating a happy life, marriage and friendships. If saying thank you is key then I need to make some changes. 

Being the week of Thanksgiving gives me a great opportunity to start an attitude of gratitude. It’s the perfect time to “think to thank”. So this week, starting today, I am going to go outside of myself and personally thank at least one person in my life each day. I’ll start right here right now. 
Thank you friends for reading my emails. I send this to over 100 people each week and I post it on Facebook where it is read by however many more. Each person who comes in contact with my writing each week has a part in my life. I have had positive interactions with each person reading these thoughts. Each and every one of you has a place in my life and have made me a better person because of it. You have meaning to me and I thank you for that. I am a better more complete person because of you. So, thank you. 

Have a wonderful week and Thanksgiving. And remember to think to thank.