Is it bad...

Is it bad that I can't think of a "setback you have encountered in your life." For my essay? Does not getting married before the age of 20 count as a "setback." Because that’s really the only thing I've got going on... setback wise. haha. Tonight I have a delicious dinner out with Jen Bailey. And again if you know me at all, you know she is one of my favorite people in the world. So i was thrilled. And at dinner she restored my hope in finding a husband. And she told me what she would do if she could go back, and she said she wouldn't change much except for the worrying. She told me to stop worrying about getting married or being successful. And just make a plan and stick to it.  So that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to plan out my major…maybe kind of think about a mission. And then do it. Work hard, follow the commandments, stuff like that. And let life happen. But in the mean time…

Here is a (short) list of things I need my future husband to be: Adventurous, in his food, clothing, and world travel. Funny, because laughing is my favorite. Provider, someone who is goal driven, and has big dreams. And Father, because I’m someday going to have some super sweet children- that will hopefully have big heads like my little Bridge.

(If you find this person…let me know. Willing to travel.)

also if anyone thinks of a "setback" I have encountered...please let me know!

Here is a short photo montage of Bridger's life. :)

And yes I know he is just 3, and these pictures were all taken in like 2 years of those 3. But look how much he has grown. What a baby!! haha

hugs and kisses. martha.

Moments.

Psych is one of my favorite shows. I would marry Shawn in a heartbeat- even if he has gained weight. :) And If you watch it you know Gus is a "sympathy crier." haha and I love it. Because I totally realized I'm a sympathy crier too. I mean yes, I cry often for myself too. ( I love a good pity party). But the majority of the times I cry (or tear up) its because I'm watching a movie when someone cries, or someone who is talking to me- or near me is crying. Or if someone or something really happy happens I cry.
And one such event happened today.
Today I watched a man, I've grown up watching pass the sacrament. This man is married and has three children, his wife has always been a member but he never was. He came every week, sat with his family, and even supported his wife and children in church activities. He eventually decided to take the missionary discussions, and is now baptized. I don't know this family very well or anything. I have just always been a distant observer of them. My mom always says there two kids look just like me and dirk when we were little. But anyways. Today was his first time blessing the sacrament. And as I looked up after his prayer on the water. I looked at a grown man with the smiling face of a child. He looked so happy I couldn't help but smile. And after seeing his face I followed his eyes to his son, who was passing the sacrament. And as he turned to the congregation I saw his face, where the same HUGE smile was smeared across his face. ( I often do creepy things). But after witnessing this Perfect Moment, I was grateful. Grateful that I saw that moment, grateful that I have a worthy father, and brother, and grateful that I have the gospel in my life. Because of beautiful moments like this I have a testimony of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I know this Church is true. I know my Savior loves me. And I know that someday I will live with him, again.

This is just TO cute to not post.

martha mae.

Need to Be: Thankful

Today I spend a good hour or so painting with Kayla and Julene. And it was so great, and peaceful. I loved it, and need to do more of that.
Then with in like 10 minutes of being done I began thinking those horrid words "I want one."
Now I often say this as a joke, when I see a hot boy, or an ugly sweater. But then I also say it a lot, and really mean it. I wouldn't say I'm materialist but I often get really close to that line. And then I think of India, and then all that I do have, and then all the things I actually need before this thing I want, and then I remember I'm poor.

So tonight I'm making my list, and checking it, hopefully more than twice. :)

I'm grateful for:
Kayla, and all the laughs we share together (specifically dance parties)
My mom, for being my constant role model and a reality checker
My sister, for being my everything. Helper, friend, co-worker, model, sister.
My father, for believing in me more than I do.
My Camden :) She cares so much, and gives me all of her heart. Couldn't ask for more.
My new car.
My house, and how small and cozy, and clean it is.
Zachary, for his friendship, and for when you made me feel beautiful, and loved.
Spencer Hardy, for teaching me how to live, and specifically love in the moment.
India, for having amazing food, and for teaching me endless things.
Movies, for letting me live my life through them.
Chuck Bass, for making those "good girls go bad" :)
Cute clothes, and how they make me feel
Curled Hair.
My grandparent, both sets- and for being completely different.
Alyssa, for inspiring me to be a cuter person.
Sweet Jobs, that allow you to work with your friends, and make strangers friends as well (Mark)
Photography, and the joy it bring to my life.
That bad moods only last for a day (two tops).
Rain. And the beautiful green it produces.
All the wood girls. For always making me feel comfortable at there home.
CHRISTMAS
Annie's Potatoes.
Good food in general.
The Bailey family, my bridge man, Jen, and Scott.
Nursery and all the hugs included.
Bubbles.
Music
Harry Potter, and all books that make me want to read.
Lord of the Rings
My education
Andy Lowery, for making me laugh. Hard.
Laser Tag, and amazing friend who come with.
Justin, for adding excitement (regardless of how small) into my life
Alexis, for saying the right thing at the right time.
Jasmine Star and her workshop, for pushing me harder.
Hard decisions, for allowing growth
Dirk and Courtney, for showing me what forgiveness and repentance are.
Writers of Pushing Daisies, Psych, What I Like About You, and Community
Blogs. So I can think through my life and get it all out.
Prayer
Family outings.
Amy Grant Christmas
Doctors, for having the ability to give my mom a regular heart beat again.
...

love.

 Martha