Consider This ...

Consider this: I woke and realized the love of my life was gone ... stopped loving  me... betrayed me for the "affections" of another and ... then vanished. 

Now consider this: Would you feel so inclined, so self confident to come to me and and say, 

"There, there, everything is going to be OK? Does this somehow not sit well with you? 
Do you feel a bit uncomfortable in my words? 
You should be. 
Are you scared? Scared this could happen to you and destroy your sweet family portrait -- you know, that one you spent thousands of dollars airbrushing perfect? 
Don't be. 
Keep your eyes only on each other, hearts knit to another and The Lords Jesus Christ as The Master Artist!

Consider This

Consider this: you woke and realized the love of your life left you ... stopped loving you ... Betrayed you and your children for the "affections" of another ... then vanished. 

Now consider feeling so inclined or confident to say "everything is going to be "OK" 

Reality is scary

This happens more than you want to admit in our little happy community. Those beautifully airbrushed family portraits are just that. What should be created by the True artist ... is eyes created to only look at each other ... ONLY. Hearts entwined eternally and no outside influence of what seems to be true, but are false illusions that will fade with time. 

Hold fast to your Love and Covenants 

WAKE UP AND BE AWESOME!

I've had chances to have one-on-one's with Thomas S. and Henry B. but the one person who I've learned so so much more from is this little guy named Harrison "Harry" Koller -- actually, "Harry" if you want to go by his favorite name!
I learned so much from that little guy combined, than from Monson and Erying combined! (No offense meant!)
Harrison "Harry" Koller was one of my first Daybreak 8th Ward Babies that came crashing into my nursery and it was love at first sight for both of us! He'd go about nursery duties with such diligence. Never a problem ... well mayby when there was an already taken rug nearby me during "Singing Time. Yet, he was always just happy to sing. 

Harry's Tootsies

During Sacrament Meeting, he'd break loose from his mom and dad and jump up on my lap and ask, "Sister 'Narr" (he couldn't pronounce the "Sn" of Sister Snarr" of my name ... so cute) if we could sing "I Love to See the Temple" REAL" reverent. Then with his impish face, he lean over and tell me goofy jokes and we'd try not to laugh. One day, he asked to me to take his picture, so I aimed at his face ... "No Sister 'Narr" take a picture of my tootsie!" We couldn't stop giggling! This is my favorite picture of him ... its his toe! So there you have it ... Harry's tootsies! 

This picture means so much to me .... In 2012, Harry, sweetest, most fun, impish, crazy and the most awesome youngest member of the Koller Family passed away, leaving this world of love, soccer and his family to continue his great spirit. Those short beautiful years were a great lesson for me ... of how much I loved and was blessed to have Harry in my life. Of Eternal Family ... Little did his parents know just how much it meant to me when he wanted to go visit Sister "Narr" on Halloween to show off his 'Buzz Lightyear" costume. He was my little guy! Heavenly Father knew and reminded me of the blessing of children I never was blessed to birth. Harry blessed me ...

reminding me to BE AWESOME!  

I often visit his grave and cry because I miss him -- and I cry for my lost eternal marriage. He came from such a loving and eternal family -- he is so blessed. It was as if I could feel his little hand take mine and hear him say, "Sister 'Narr" don't cry ... BE AWESOME!" I always walked away with a smile ... an AWESOME SMILE! 
What a blessing and light he was during such dark, sad times. His morning motto was always, "WAKE UP AND BE AWESOME!" I'm sure with a giggle and a big infectious smile, Harry is saying to each of us, "WAKE UP AND BE AWESOME! ... Have an AWESOME DAY!"

Time is a transformative 

AWESOME blessing!

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The Story of Our Clock
"Time has been transformed, and we have changed; it has advanced and set us in motion; it has unveiled its face, inspiring us with bewilderment and exhilaration.” - Khalil Gibran

Once we had a lovely clock. Day in day out, it would tick away. I’d hear it’s beat providing a source of comfort. I relied on it to keep me on time. One day, something was different. No ticking. The clock had stopped. The silence was disconcerting. Throughout the day, by habit, I’d looked over to it for the time. Each glance was almost a new realization that it had stopped.

Once we had a marriage. On the outside, it was pleasant to look upon. It was in many ways beautiful. Yet, from the beginning, I couldn’t hear the timekeeping beat of our eternal union. I’d listen, but I couldn’t hear its comforting sound. I will be the first to admit, I stopped listening and looking … not because I didn’t want to, but because I felt helpless in not being able to truly feel a sense of marital synchronicity. My heart was so weary and sad in knowing our marriage was not keeping time.

Like any marriage that isn’t cared for nor protected, it begins to slow and not keep true and trusting time -- becoming subject to other problems. In our marriage, it was an outside force that entered -- corrupting the already weakened inner mechanisms.

I wanted to fix our marriage … to take apart every gear and rebuild, but I couldn't without my husband’s help.

Then altogether … it stopped. Silence. In a moment’s notice, our marriage was over. And like the fast secondhand, my husband filed for divorce and moved on. 

Now I have a new and lovely clock. It keeps time. With each second, minute, hour and day that passes, I am seeing and feeling a measurement of Heavenly Father’s healing power being given me! 

Time is a transformative blessing!