1. Having a sister with Down's Syndrome. I struggled with putting this one on the list because really Marie is such a joy and has brought so much laughter to our lives. The whole family loves her like crazy but she has posed some challenges for us. She can be incredibly stubborn and she used to run away all the time when we were kids. We would have to call out the neighborhood kids to help us look for her. She was never in any real danger. She would just go off exploring on her own. One time I remember she came back with a candy necklace from Maverick and she told us that a nice man bought it for her. The Maverick was just a few blocks away but still not good that she took off on her own. I am about two and a half years older than her and I was often tasked with babysitting her. Nothing super stressful but it was a responsibility that I often had throughout my life. Given the choice I wouldn't trade her for anyone else. I have learned so much from her especially patience and compassion. I am SUPER excited that she is going to come visit me for her 40th birthday with my mom.
2. When I was six my parents went through a divorce. I remember seeing my mom out the front window pulling into the garage and my dad said, "Well your mother has just filed the divorce papers." I remember going to the hallway collapsing and crying. I am not sure I even understood what was happening. If nothing else I realized that my life was never going to be the same. I am sure this affected me in more ways than I know but if nothing else it removed the stability from my life and made me realize that there was going to be some changes ahead. Perhaps it also made me wonder how much you could really trust people and relationships.
3. My parents divorce had many consequences. One of which was that my parents both became very poor. Not that we had much money before. One Sunday Moe was tasked with pulling us all out of Sunday school and we got in the car and headed to the YWCA where we stayed with other women and families that had come out of very abusive situations. We had a small room that we shared and I remember very tight security. It probably confused me because I didn't know my father to be abusive to my mother. I didn't understand how this was better. My father did the best he could to keep our family house. My mother did what she could to support 5 kids and try to go back to school, but really she didn't have any direction so her education didn't profit much. She just got by doing paper routes with our help, and working retail and fast food. We often got free food and Christmas gifts from our church and other local charities.
4. Living with my stepmother wasn't something I enjoyed. She told me on their wedding day that she could be as mean as the stepmother on Cinderella if she needed to. That is all she needed to say. I knew after that it was going to be a rough ride and I didn't really understand how my father chose her as a replacement for my mother. She would go through periods of being sweet as sugar and then you'd hit her hot button and throw a bigger tantrum than a 5 year old. I can't say we were ever close, even though I was tasked with throwing together a life celebration for her when she died this last summer. I never felt close with her or that I could really trust her in ways that I trusted my mother.
5. I don't think that I will go into great detail here since it is a sensitive topic, but my family has had its share of mental health challenges. I have dealt with some anxiety and depression in my life but I could never really understand how it could remove all logic from a situation and make a bad situation much worse instead of working to make things better.
6. My mother's move to Minnesota seemed like it would be a little exciting. I was able to live in a new place that I had visited a few times before. My mother had family there and I thought they would help us get settled in. I also thought that my grandmother would at least temporarily make room for us in her very large home that she lived in alone. My mom's family didn't seem to be much help to us. We got more help from my mom's old friend Sandy that could be just as callus as my step mother. We were eventually turned out to stay in a homeless shelter for a few weeks until we could get some housing and furniture assistance from the government. The cold seemed to be the closest thing I had been to death and we were certainly not prepared for the temperatures we had to endure that winter.
7. The next year I decided or I guess I was enticed to stay with my dad and step-mom with the promise of new school clothes for my 7th grade year. During this time my father started behaving strangely. Maybe nothing too serious but if I was a little late coming home from school he would come looking for me. He couldn't seem to follow my stepmother's simple instructions and I didn't have any siblings living with me. Looking back I know this was the beginning of my father's dementia. I started to get very uncomfortable living there and when I complained to my mother in private that I was unhappy, she instantly made arrangements to come get me in the middle of the school year and took me back to Minnesota. It was in the next year that I heard of my father acting more erratically and being put in a care facility. I saw a video of him later where he had forgotten his children's names. I felt like that was goodbye for me in a lot of ways. I had no more connection to him. He was far away and didn't even know who I was. In the middle of my 8th grade year he passed away. He wasn't going to be around to do all the things that father's do like help me feel safe, help with car repairs, encouraging me to go to college and just overall helping me maneuver through the challenges of life.
8. After my first few weeks of beauty school I was driving in an unfamiliar area and was paying more attention to the street signs than I was the road and I rear ended a car that hit one or two others. I fractured my nose on my steering wheel (before air bags were common) and was taken to the hospital in an ambulance with the man that I hit. I fell into some pretty major depression and I just wanted to quit school. I have written about this before so I won't say much here but it was a difficult time for me that I got through with the help of a friend who wouldn't let me quit. Somehow I mustered the courage to get a bus pass and start attending school again with two black eyes on Halloween.
9. It probably wasn't until I lived in Hawaii that I realized how tough the Minnesota winters made me. I was living with a group of people who had never had to prepare for a long hard winter, never slipped on ice, never had their car engine frozen, never walked in 3 foot snow drifts, never had their eyelashes frozen together, never had to catch a bus in -70 degree windchill or shovel mounds of snow. A few weeks ago an able bodied male in my complex was whining/complaining on Facebook that he was late to work because the snow plows didn't clear the roads before he had to go to work. A man like that would be laughed to scorn in Minnesota. They'd say man up and get a shovel. Snow storms aren't easy for anyone. You just got to make due and if you have any strength left, help your neighbor.
10. Missions are very difficult for most young missionaries. You have to leave your home and family for 18-24 months, learn a new language in 8 weeks, go outside your comfort zone in a strange place with strange people and eat strange food. You work all day in all kinds of weather and don't get paid for it. My mission was extremely difficult for me in many ways. I was supposed to train a new missionary after I was in the country only 6 weeks. Before she came I remember praying and saying, Heavenly Father we both know I wasn't going to be able to handle this mission. Please just give me a medical reason to go home. It could be something as easy as a broken arm or a temporary disease, just so I don't have to face my friends and family fess up to being a quitter. Well the broken arm never came. I just had to focus on the next day and try my best go get through it. In the end I was able to work with some of the best people I know in one of the greatest times of my life.
I was also thinking about a time after my mission when I was going through a lot of challenges with life and my family and I excepted each of those challenges understanding that they were going to be learning experiences that would make me stronger. I didn't have any real higher education at that point in my life, and I felt like life was my teacher. Then all of a sudden the challenges seemed to stop. I remember at one point thinking or praying, "Okay Heavenly Father I am ready for my next challenge. Bring it on." Then I realized that I was being a little bit lazy with my growth. Why wasn't I creating my own challenges? Why was I just expecting God to constantly create obstacles for me? Why didn't I have a plan for the ways I wanted to grow and develop? These next few items are some of the ways I challenged myself in my life and overcame.
11. Okay, so I don't know if I should really count this because I sort of got tricked into it. My Dear friend Brooke is part of the reason I challenged myself to do anything sports related. She was just such a great example of someone who sets goals and then worked to achieve them. Brooke and some others wanted to hike Mt Timpanogos. At first the thought was a bit overwhelming. I would be hiking up and down a mountain for 10 hours with no bathrooms. When I would question if it was a good idea, Brooke would always respond and say things like. "It really isn't too bad." or "It's mostly just flat the whole way up." Yeah, basically she lied to me. ;) 13 hours later we were done and I just wanted my bed.
12. Brooke is also probably the reason I ran any half marathons. She was training for full marathon's and so I went to the gym and ran on a treadmill just to see if I was fit enough for a 5k. Well five miles later and I decided I should train for a half marathon. Again Brooke would say things like, "Oh, if you can run 5 miles, you can run a marathon no problem." And I did. Let me see if I can count all the ones I ran. I did Canyonland's in Moab twice. I did the Salt Lake marathon twice and I did Brooke's temple to temple race twice. I think that is it. Six half marathon's isn't too shabby. I always took my training very seriously and I always finished successfully. One of my highlights was beating Brooke's trash talking husband both temple to temple races.
13. School, school, school and more school. I always felt like I missed something by not going to college like so many of my friends did. Maybe I could have had a BYU romance if I buckled down and made school happen. It was always on my to do list but the pieces never fell into place. Also being as poor as we were, I was terrified that the debt would never be paid off. My work with Seminaries and Institutes was a huge blessing in that arena. They were going to pay 75% of my tuition up to $5,250/year. I started at Salt Lake Community College and got my associates degree in classes where I was clearly the oldest student in the room. Then I wasn't sure what to do because my work would only let me take two classes at a time and it was going to take forever. A coworker was going to start an online program at WGU and because I could get through the program in less time I was intrigued. I prayed about it and I had one of the strongest answers to prayer that I can remember. From that I knew good things would come from that (and they definitely have). I pushed myself just about as hard as I possibly could. What my counselor said could take me five years to finish, I finished in eight months. I got my Bachelor of Science degree in Accounting in eight months. I still am shocked that I was dedicated enough to get it done. I studied on the bus ride to work, on my lunch break, on the way home and then for another three to four hours after dinner. It really was one of the hardest things I have ever done. My health really suffered because of it I am sure and I got a bit out of shape.
14. Then I was ready for an adventure. I was frustrated that my current job wouldn't give me a promotion, so I knew that I had to challenge myself to go somewhere else. After many prayers, a job opened up at BYU Hawaii where I didn't really have a clue what I was getting into. The school was unwilling to pay for my move or really assist me in any way for that position. I had to sell most of my possessions, pack everything up and sell my town-home. I had to secure my own housing, find a car and be ready for work one day after flying in. I can't say I saw this as much of a challenge. It was more of an adventure, until I realized how much the locals didn't want me there and the many other problems I was confronted with like mold. Still I am so glad I went because I learned SO much and it made me stronger in the face of adversity.
15. When I was heading out to Hawaii, I had all of these visions of me studying for my MBA with my laptop on the beach. Well let's just say it didn't quite happen that way. There were a lot of days sitting in front of my computer in my apartment sweating and trying my best to study. I again over did it and turned doing being social more times than my friend Amy liked to study my brains out and crank out more classes. It was hard work. What was supposed to take me two years I finished in five months.
16. For my 40th I went skydiving. Part of it was just feeling like I needed to do something big for the big 4-0. I don't have a need for speed or thrills, I just needed to put some sort of an exclamation point on my life at that stage of the game. My co-workers were talking about it and two of us just decided we needed to get it done. When we were waiting to go up in the tiny plane, I just tried not to think about it. You just can't think too much about what you are doing after signing an eight page waiver.
17. Well after my skydiving and a trip to France, my life was starting to feel uneventful so I decided with a little push from some friends that I needed to train for a 50 mile Bike Ride. It wasn't so much difficult as it was a matter of being focused enough to put the work in. I needed to have a plan to gradually increase my distance. I biked alone since my friends were doing to 100 mile ride for eight hours. Still I am proud of my four hour ride and it went so well that I am doing another 50 in June.
I cannot and will not say that I did any of this alone. I have ALWAYS had help and support from family and great friends. All of this would have been a very lonely and depressing road without good friends to help me through. Also I know that Heavenly Father cleared the path just enough for me to be able to maneuver the rest alone. Any time I have taken on a major challenge I have always sought his guidance and approval before embarking on anything big. He hasn't let me down in this arena.







