I LOVE to see the temple!

On October 30, 2010 in the Orlando Temple, I received my endowment. The day couldn't have been any prettier! The skies were dreamy, and the sun was smiling down. It was a beautiful experience that my parents flew in from out of town for. Many people that I love and care for made great strides to be there with me on my special day.

Over the past several transfers we have gotten really close with the missionaries serving in our ward. They thought it was a far fetch to ask the mission president for the opportunity to come with me, but they asked anyhow, and were granted permission. :) It was weird afterwards hugging everyone else, and following up with a handshake from them haha.

Many others made great efforts and sacrifices to be there. Emily took half the day off work so she could be WAITING on me when I got out. She cut my hair before I went in for my session, and it was a great experience being with her before I went in. I love her dearly, and am so thankful she is apart of my life. Once I got to the temple, mom and I met up with my dad and the missionaries. Dad had just finished his canoe race, so he wasn't there a minute too soon. Once inside the foyer there, I handed mom and dad stacks of family history names to take with them through my session. I wanted as many of my family members to experience what I was at the same time. I went on to the next foyer and was waiting for some paper work to finish, and low and behold coming out of a session was Mike Latu and Boots there to surprise me!! My jaw dropped because Mike had told me he had to work. Little jerk! James, one of my best friends was in town making wedding arrangements, missed my session by 5 minutes, but he was inside the Celestial room when I finished. That was almost better in my opinion. It had been months since I had seen him so it was a pretty joyous reunion accompanied by his parents. It was nice for my parents to finally be able to meet all these people that have been such an important part of my life here in Florida. My high councilman, that I worked next to when I had my Stake YSA calling came, along with his lovely wife. Some of the sisters that I most admire in my ward came, childhood friends drove 3 hours and purchased a hotel room just to be there. I felt so blessed, and so loved. They all truly made my day so bright and special. There were a couple of others that had every intention on being there, but opportunity wouldn't allow. I still felt their presence in spite. My family made it so special most of all. My sister and all her children, and my brother Rusty and his family came. When I came outside and saw them I almost got emotional. It meant so much to me to have them be there with me even if they couldn't come inside.

As mentioned earlier in the post, I had family names to take through. When I was in Young Women, one of my projects was to do family history. I at a young age was inspired and led to do family history by family members from beyond the veil. One in particular, was my great-great-grandmother, whom I've never met in this life. I have a real connection with her even though I've never met her. Since I did her baptism in 2003, I've always dreamed of the day for me to take her name through to get her endowments. When I learned I was getting my endowment taken out, I was excited that I could finally take her name through. I had already planned on going to back to the temple the first day possible to take her name through. I kept having experiences that made me understand her anxiousness. I kept thinking okay, let's not get crazy, I'm doing it as soon as I can.. This same experience happened to me 3 times in a 4 day period, and finally the last time it happened, I knew what she wanted. She wanted to experience it WITH ME. As soon as I thought that exact thought chills flooded my body, and I knew that's what she wanted. I waited for mom to get back from the store, and I called her into my room. I explained to her that someone else wanted her to be their escort on Saturday. That Emily wanted to go through, and I wanted her to do it because I couldn't. Mom sobbed because she knew how much that meant to me. The funny thing is, I wasn't hurt, I knew that's what she wanted, and how magnificent it would be to go through it together for the first time. I felt her in the temple with me, and I knew that she was as excited as I was to be going through the temple for the first time. How grateful I am for my great-great grandmother that has changed my life even though I've never met her.

What an awesome experience it was on October 30th! I was surrounded by many people that I love and cherish. Tasting a little bit of heaven on earth. People were still coming to lunch with us so they could be in on the celebration of the day. I'm so grateful for all those trials that I thought were ripping me to pieces at the time, but in looking back I realize that the Lord wasn't ripping me to pieces, he was building me, piece by piece on my way to become who he needs me to be.

Oh The Places You'll Go, The People You'll Meet!

September has been filled with travels yet again. Labor day weekend, I had the pleasure of going to Nauvoo with my original ward family. Accompanied by my oldest niece, Cortney. What a wonderful, spiritual, outstanding trip that was! We all stayed in the Nauvoo House, where Emma Smith died and lifted her hands to say, "Joseph, Joseph". There is no doubt in my mind he was there to receive her and take her home. God bless that woman who suffered, and sacrificed so much for the gospels sake. She was 4 months pregnant when Joseph and Hyrum died at Carthage Jail. I can't imagine what kind of courage it took to keep living on, and have hope for the baby that was soon arriving. Cortney and I flew directly into Indy, and my parents picked us up, and we drove straight to Nauvoo from there (another 5-6 hours). We were exhausted by the time we got there. It was so nice to be among my ward family from Indiana again. I love those guys so much!

Then, the following weekend, my sister and I went to Oklahoma City for the Oklahoma vs. Florida State game. We witnessed first hand that massacre! It was still a fun weekend. We have a friend that grew up in Oklahoma just 20 min from where the game took place. We stayed with her parents, and enjoyed catching back up with them. Oklahoma is a beautiful place in my opinion. We didn't get to spend a whole lot of time outside the game, but it was a fun time enjoyed with great friends! I also was introduced to Hideaway Pizza (PHENOMENAL PIZZA!!). If you ever get the chance, go there! Regardless of the score, it's always a fun time when Seminoles are around! I'll support them if they win or lose! GO NOLES!!!

Then the following weekend, I was off to my Cousin, Tara's wedding in Indiana! It was a very beautiful occasion, which the bride and many others slaved away many hours getting every detail together. She looked flawless! She had an amazing dress, and just radiated beauty and grace! After we survived the 1 1/2 ceremony in the Catholic church, I wanted to break dance on the way back down the aisle. I was excited to share in that special day with her, and be a bridesmaid. Minutes before lining up we discovered the bride left her shoes at the reception hall, because she was up there late in the night trying to make everything perfect for her wedding. Someone quickly ran over there, and as we were all lining up, she slipped on her shoes. (Nobody noticed the behind the scenes work). We were off on a hay ride following the ceremony. Thankfully, I was able to pop off my 4 inch heels before making the climb up. (FYI, wearing heels when you are already 5'10" makes you look like Jolly Green Giant!) It was fun seeing all my family, and being able to interact with some that I hadn't seen in a while. As usual, many thought I was drunk. I guess they don't know that I am this crazy on a day-to-day basis. Other than peeing freely in the parking lot, I guess I fit in with the ways of the drunks haha... (I'm not sure that's a good thing). I loaded the plane with an hour of sleep, and grabbed my car and headed to church. I was able to completely change while driving. I was impressed with myself. I got to church and had only missed the opening song... POINTS!!! However, I was pretty useless. I felt to out of touch with reality.

Now this weekend, I am happy to report, we will be celebrating the engagement of my brother, Craig!! We are so HAPPY and EXCITED for him! He has waited a long time, and we couldn't be more thrilled for he and Hannah! I'm excited for the adventures that Hannah and I will accomplish together. She has a great zest and zeal for life that I can appreciate. She is a wonderful girl, and I'm elated to have her as apart of our family in the near future!! CONGRATS CRAIG & HANNAH!!! WE LOVE YOU!!

Out of the Mouth of my nieces!!

Kayla and Grace were playing around with our new set of Cutco food scissors, which are VERY sharp!! Kayla ended up cutting Grace's finger on accident. Kayla just sobbed because she had hurt her sister. The next day I was talking to Grace about the importance of keeping her finger clean and we needed to be sure to keep a fresh bandage on it so it wouldn't get infected. Grace said "Can my finger fall off!?!?!" I said well, its unlikely, but if you don't take care of it, and it gets infected, yes it could fall off.. She responds "Well, then I'm keeping my bandaid on until Jesus comes, so when I meet him he can heal my finger." How freaking cute!! hahaha

Another Cute Story--

To preface this my mom's little Chihuahua died about a month ago and she was a little demond dog to everyone. If you looked at her cross eyed she would attack you. While Lori and I were in Europe, the girls were with my parents in Indiana. They got to be there when Hailey (the dog) died.

So today I took the girls for lunch after school. Grace is in my backseat with a very contemplative stare, and finally erupts with "Lydia, do you remember Hailey, Nana's dog that died?" Yeah Grace I know. She then laughs and says "Its funny to think of her as an angel." hahaha Then Kayla chips in "Yeah, she probably bit Jesus when she met him." hahahaha These kids are such comic relief!! I love them to BITS!!

What a Summer!!

Parthenon with my sister!!

This Water was ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL in Greece!!!!
The State Farm Crew!
Budapest, Hungary
My sister and I in Prague!
Florida Gator fan all the way in Prague!!
This was taken in Salzburg

We did the Sound of Music Tour, which was filmed in Salzburg!
This is us in Vienna, wearing our uniform! haha
This guy at this restaurant came out singing "like a good neighbor, state farm is there" :)

As sad as it seems, summer is quickly approaching a close. :/

I've traveled to many beautiful places this summer, and enjoyed all the beauty of the earth that surrounds me. I've established an even greater appreciation for my freedoms I enjoy as an American.

My Aunt Joann passed just a few days after my last post. (mid June) In the middle of dress rehearsals for dance recital, we took an emergency trip home (Indiana) to attend the funeral. I'm so glad that she is in peace, and finally resting (something she didn't get to experience much in this life).

4th of July weekend my friend, Crystal and I flew to Baltimore/DC area to visit our friend Kellie. I was also very excited that my friend, Alana drove down from New Jersey to spend the weekend with us. Both Kellie and Alana used to live in Orlando. It was such a BLAST to be with them! We got to see many sites, plunge into rivers and watch the explosion of fireworks while we were seated at the Lincoln Memorial in DC followed by a quick escape to the DC metro.

I was home for 5 days, and then we headed out to my cousin Abby's wedding in Georgia. It was fun to be at the hotel with all my family. We got to have lots of fun memories together. The beach was disgusting! There were "sea roaches" EVERYWHERE!! The water was brown and so was the sand. I prefer the nastiest Florida beach over that beach any day. After a fun-filled weekend with all the family we headed to Indiana. I drove mom and dad's rental car with grandma accompanying us home. I've never had so much fun traveling with family. We would stop for about 45 min at each gas station just to chat and laugh about things. I usually wouldn't enjoy that kind of thing, but it was a BLAST. We finally arrived back at my parents at 4:30am. After having rested until 11am I got showered up and headed to North western Ohio to meet up with my best friend, James and his then girlfriend (now fiancee). I got there late that evening, and then we headed to Cedar Point the very next morning. AMAZING!!! We rode like 13 different roller coasters, and I still didn't get to them all. I rode the dragster it goes -0-165 in 4 seconds and takes you straight up and straight down. My brand new camera fell out of my pocket and amazingly was waiting for me at my feet when I unhooked my seatbelt. I'm convinced in some divine intervention there! I was beyond tired after that day. We went back to Ashley's house and had some pizza and crashed. I woke up at 5am to head back to Indiana to catch my flight back to Florida.

After being back in Florida for 3 days I boarded a plane to head to Philly to catch my plane over to Munich, Germany and then a final destination in Vienna, Austria. Due to weather in Philly, our plane in Orlando was delayed almost 3 hrs. Once we got to Philly our plane to Munich was loading so I ran from terminal D to Terminal A (Philly airport takes about 15 min to get from each terminal). I had a backpack on and was wheeling my carry-on behind me RUNNING like I was about to loose my legs ONLY TO FIND OUT our plane left us! We had another hour and a half until our next flight, which wasn't bad. We were able to exchange currency with no fee, eat and mentally prepare for our international flight. We were rerouted to Frankfurt, Germany, which was a NIGHTMARE! We had no boarding passes, we didn't speak the language, and on top of all that we had to switch airlines. Finally, I found someone to speak English and we were able to get "in the system"... It was a breath of fresh air when we finally got to our gate and found some of our State Farm buddies. We get over to Vienna and lo and behold my sister and I have NO LUGGAGE haha... It was funny for the first few hours and then after 3 days it wasn't so funny. Thankfully I had packed a few extra under clothes in my carry on. My sister wasn't as lucky. When we would call the airlines, they would reply we needed to be patient, this was a busy time of year. Easy for them to say. As soon as we got our luggage we had to be downstairs and ready to go to the Vienna Alps in 20 min and in that 20 min I was showered and had fresh clothes on, hair dried and make-up on ... I was SOOO THANKFUL to have clean clothes!!! Every night before I went to bed I thanked the Lord for allowing me to have the opportunity to travel to so many lands. In spite of all the crazy things that happened, I had an absolute blast. Even with no luggage, we didn't miss a beat. I made Lori set the Alarm for 6am and we generally wouldn't get back to the room until 2am. It was SO MUCH FUN!! :) I loved hanging out with all the State Farm people. Everyone was laughing at how much energy we had to go and see everything. While in Vienna, we traveled to Salzburg, Prague, Melk, and Budapest and the Vienna Alps. it was AMAZING!!

We then extended our stay outside of the State Farm family, and headed to Greece!! ASTONISHINGLY BEAUTIFUL!!! It's everything everyone talks about! Athens was kinda dirty, well really dirty actually. My sister was FREAKED!! :) She has some of my Momma's blood in her. The morning we left Vienna we got up early again, and booked it across town on foot to the Belvedere to take some final pictures. We rushed back, picked up our suitcases and left for the airport. As soon as we were seated on the plane, my sister and I were passed out. We were delayed in taking off, and had to sit there for 45 min. I felt none of that. The only thing I felt was the drool slipping out onto my chest hahahaha... I was OUT!!! We grabbed a taxi to take us to our hotel, which was an amazing experience. My sister and I packed a suitcase a piece, and a carry on a piece. The trunks in Greece our VERY SMALL, so they strapped bunjee cords in place to hold the trunk down. After our baggage getting lost, my sister was a little leery about our suitcases taking a dive on the freeway in Athens. Our macho man cab driver assured my sister, all would be well. As soon as we got on interstate I quickly noticed that was how they rolled in Greece... Lots of bungee corded trunks. :) Once we arrived at the hotel, I thought I was going to have to wheel my sister in. She was about to have a meltdown because the atmosphere that surrounded the hotel. In America, if we had been in the same situation you would have found drug dealers and guns shooting off in such surroundings. However, it was a pretty safe neighborhood for Greece. Since we had run our legs off so much that week, we decided to take the rest of that day to rest, and also let my sister get brave enough to tackle Athens in the morning. Once we got to the top of our hotel, she could see it wasn't all bad, and was comforted a little. The next morning I remarked that we needed a game plan if we got separated, we would know where to meet back up. She quickly interjected, that she would be on me like white on rice and that wouldn't happen HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! It's funny because when I look at the pictures from the first day in Athens, my sister is in the corner of all of them, because she truly was on me like white on rice. :) We had a GRAND TIME checking out the Acropolis!! FYI, if you go, take water with you! They sell it NO WHERE on the Acropolis.. I had to sit down and regroup because I was so dehydrated. Once down from the acropolis, I found someone that sold a 1.5 litter of water, and I had it finished in 10 min. I knew how dehydrated I was when I didn't go to the bathroom for 4 hours after I drank 1.5 litters. The following day we took a day cruise to 3 of the Greek Isles... BEST THING EVER!!! We got some great sun, and some FANTASTIC VIEWS!! I would love to take 3 weeks just to explore the Greek Isles! Should definitely be on EVERYONES bucket list. I got to take a dip in the Mediterranean Sea (If not the Med, one that empties into it) That was on my personal bucket list.

After 4 days in Greece, my sister and I returned home. I had been awake 26 hours when I finally went to bed. The first night home I got up to use the bathroom in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and totally forgot I was home. I thought someone was trying to be nice and give me a bed to sleep in after falling asleep on a bus (which I frequently did). I began yelling for my sister, and the only thing that kept going through my mind was that my cell phone couldn't work in Europe, and how was I going to find my sister!?!?! HAHAHAHA!!! As soon as my feet touched my cork floor in my bedroom I was like "I'm home, you're in your room you idiot" hahaha That's when you know you've been gone awhile. That was THE BEST sister vacation probably EVER!! We shared very special bonding times, and funny memories that will last a lifetime. For selfish reasons, I'm so glad she isn't married, so I can go on these trips! :)

Here are a few pictures! I have many more on Facebook :)

The Summer Travels Begin!

Memorial Day weekend I had the great opportunity to fly home to Cincinnati, and meet up with kids back home to attend the Kirtland YSA conference. What a great experience that was. I had great company for the 5 hour drive up to Kirtland, and then I got to meet up with a family I used to babysit for. It was so weird seeing how much they have grown up. I felt SO old!! Nevertheless, it was wonderful catching up with them, and seeing where life has taken them.

At the YSA Conference the keynote speaker was Brother John Bytheway, which if you don't know is a HUGE LDS author/speaker.. Some of his books had really helped me out in High School, and so it was really neat to see him speak in person. It was a perfect weekend, with just the right amount of fun/humor/friends/spirituality.. I'm so glad I went!! One of the main things that John Bytheway was speaking about was the power of our examples. His dad was in world war II and he wasn't a member of our faith, or any religion whatsoever, but there was this guy there that was a member of our faith, and he took John's dad to church with him aboard the ship. That young man later died, but it was his example that led his dad to later joining the church. He then mentioned that while he was on his mission he was told by a recent member to go to this man's house and speak to him. So they did, and he invited them in, but was very short and abrasive with the young missionaries. Brother Bytheway gets his flip chart out and it says "why are we here?" "What is the purpose in life?" and "Where are we going when I die?" He said the guy was astonished, and his eyes filled up with tears and he said your so young, how could you know this? He said his eyes filled with tears and he went in the other room to grab a book and the front page in his handwriting said "My eternal questions" and 3 of those 4 questions were on John's flip chart. It was at that moment I realized how much I have to be thankful for in my life. I've known since I was in diapers these questions that were this man's eternal questions.

We were also very blessed to be able to attend sacrament meeting inside the Kirtland temple. It was kind of over whelming to be singing "The Spirit of God" inside the Kirtland temple where the priesthood keys were restored once more to this dispensation. How much power had been restored in the very room I was in. It was quite the experience! It put me on a high that I needed to start learning my history again. There was a girl at the conference that bore her testimony about being a member for 2 months, and she spoke about being a nonbeliever in God or in any kind of religion. She spoke about the example of someone she loved that brought her into the church. She cried and pleaded with each of us to be that example, and to live up to who we are, because we need to be those examples and to bring others unto Christ. She then spoke of the immense peace and joy and "light" that she has in her life now, and everything is so much clearer and brighter. I don't think there was a dry eye in the room!

I was touched so deeply when we went to visit the John Johnson farm. It was there that Joseph was pulled out of his bed and yanked outside that cold night and tarred and feathered. It was there that many revelations occurred. There is an incredible spirit to be felt there, and I would encourage anyone to go! I'm so grateful for all those early saints that sacrificed so much so that we could have all that we enjoy today.

Sunday night we returned to my home town of Batesville, Indiana. I was so anxious to get home and to spend time with my family. It was so hard to know I would only be home a few days, and the majority of it would be 5 hours away at a conference. I was only in my home for a day and a half; however, I had the best time with my parents. Dad has been off work due to his recent surgery, so we got to spend a lot of quality time together. Mom and I exercised together, read scriptures together, had lots of quality time together on the deck observing all the BEAUTIFUL scenery that is the backdrop of my parents yard that is so breathtaking in my opinion. It is such a nice change to go from rather brown palm trees to beautiful, luscious greenery. I LOVE the greenery!!! One of my favorite parts of home! Monday night was Adam's 22nd birthday! I got to be there for that. Grandma Benham was able to come over and join us for dinner. I had missed her so much! We had the best conversations, and we talked about anything and everything and yet it was a deep fulfilling conversation. It was hard to say goodbye to her because I just wanted to go home with her and spend some time with her. Both of us teared up when we said our goodbyes. It was a very emotional goodbye this time leaving home, and I felt like it was in part due to my recent homesickness.

I love my dear family, and I couldn't imagine my life without the blessing of them in my life. They bring so much laughter, so much joy and so much fulfillment into my life. I'm so grateful to call them my own! :)

Out of the mouth of babes...

So Saturday we went to Aquatica (Sea World's water park) and it had been a BEAUTIFUl, and as typical in Florida it quickly clouded over and began to thunder and we got out of the pool for a little bit. Grace quickly told Kayla that she didn't need to fear over the thunder, it was just "Angels bowling in heaven" hahahhaha HOW CUTE!!! I'm not too sure where she heard that, but it cracked me up. We had a wonderful time being together and enjoying the lovely day. My nieces informed me that they were so grateful that I was their aunt and that if something happened to my sister they wanted me to raise them haha morbid little freaks!

More fun/funny moments with the nieces!!

Today is a BEAUTIFUL day here in central Florida, so I decided to go on my run earlier than normal. I took Chloe (Rusty's daughter) along with me to enjoy it all. She was passed out in the stroller after 10 strides! I looked down and her paci was plunging out of her mouth. She is such a delight! She stayed passed out for the whole hour and 20 min we were there. We got back to the car and she woke up to give me and huge grin and we were off to pick Grace (Lori's daughter) up from Preschool.

We stroll up to the pre-school and Grace is usually waiting for us and her teacher brings her out. I sat there for 5 min contemplating pulling Chloe out of her car seat, and investigating with my hot and steamy nasty-self! Just then Grace's teacher is carrying her to the car Grace holding her shoes on her belly while her buttcrack is exposed for the hole world to see I broke down laughing while her teacher explained they were cleaning up from their activity and Grace was a mess, so they had to clean her up (oh how typical that is). We get back to the house, and I am making lunch for Chloe and Grace while they are watching Dora the explorer. They were tying to teach the kids how to say "abajo" which means down.. Grace is being a good girl and repeating everything Dora is telling her to, and she looks at me and says, "Lydia, why does it sound like she says butthole?" HAHAHAHAHA I laughed so hard and had to call my sister to crack up at what she had just discovered! I don't know where she comes up with this stuff!

I love these kids! My life is never dull or boring with these girls!

Life is such a wonderful journey!

I'm so thankful to have this semester over! Even more thankful that I've concurred one of my biggest fears--MATH! For me, math has always been so abstract to grasp, but it is the only thing standing in my way of obtaining the degree that I want so badly. I knew that I had to face it head-on. I would get knots in my stomach just thinking about it, seriously. I would jump out of an airplane a hundred times before I would want to take a math class! Most people have a list of all these fears like speaking in front of large crowds, skydiving, spiders, Chucky etc. My only fears are Math and snakes! So to take this on caused me more anxiety than I would ever admit to anyone, but I went forward praying every step of the way. I would have to motivate myself to study for this ugly subject. if I didn't get an application of a concept, then I would study even harder. I got to know myself and my own willpower on a deeper level over the course of this semester. I had to learn to let things I desperately wanted to do go by the way side. I wanted to finish this, and prove to myself I could do it. I had found excuses for years as to why I didn't need to take the class after having signed up for it. I counted the other day, and I had dropped this very class 4 times previously WOW! What a nutcase, right?? I don't think anyone can understand my legitimate fear. I wasn't making it up at all.

I sucked it up, was usually early and attended EVERY class, sat at the front of the class (in a class I hated). I was even less excited that we had about 7 tests over the next 16 weeks. Not just little tests, BIG, HUGE 50 question tests.. My nerves were fried, but I kept a positive attitude about it, and tried to encourage myself. I studied my guts out, and some tests it didn't matter how hard I had studied, my hard work went un-rewarded. I remember going to the lake after getting my results with tears in my eyes asking heavenly father "why?". I had worked so hard and I couldn't understand why I wasn't being rewarded for all my efforts I had put forth. Couldn't he see I was trying? In Ether12:27 it says "And if men come unto me I will show unto them their weakness. I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me; for if they humble themselves before me, and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them." That verse kept repeating over and over again in my mind.. I kept thinking okay, Lord how much more humbled do you need me to be? I have faith, that's the only reason I'm taking this class. I know I couldn't do it on my own. I've asked for you help, now where are you when I need you? (being a big brat). After thinking those thoughts I felt so guilty. How could I assume he had left me? He hadn't left me, he knew I had faith in him, and he just wanted me to know and understand that it wasn't my power that could make everything work out, that I had to put my total trust in him and his matchless power. I then had the courage to not give up, that he truly was with me, and would help me finish strong. I ended up having a successful grade after all my stress.

Moral of the story is this.. God gives us all weaknesses/fears/trials all of which to compel us to be humbled. All in hopes that we turn to him, walking forward in faith, trusting in his mercy and endless, yet matchless power. Whatever task is placed before us, we need to not fear, but exercise faith over fear, and when we do that we will be able to walk through those trials and tribulations that will be for our own growth and good.

Our JFK Legend

I found my grandfather's obituary online, so I figured I'd post it. I know it's been almost a year, but I've never seen a copy of it. Last Saturday they had his estate sale, which has had me thinking of him constantly. I know that it was just things that he collected, but it feels like another piece of him is gone forever. Things that held memories, are gone forever. I was unable to attend the auction because it was in Indiana and I'm preparing for finals. A few of my siblings attended, and they said there were stories all over the place being told of Grandpa, and their memories with him. Everyone of his guns were sold to his friends. One gun sold for almost 2k because everyone wanted something to remember him by. It was a horrible day as far as the weather was concerned, but that didn't hault the attendance. There were over 700 people there, and 400 registered bidders. When my sister was walking up to the house, she heard someone behind her say to his friend "I never knew this man, but everyone says he was a great man, and well loved." My sister then turned around and said "he was more than a great man, he was a legend". That he was! Loved by so many people! I know he is probably doing all those same things in heaven carrying on like always. I take great comfort in the gospel of Jesus Christ that affords me so much relief in these times. God be with him until we meet at Jesus feet.



John F. Kash, 71, of Milan, passed away at 11:00 a.m. on Tuesday, June 30, 2009 at his home.He was born on October 23, 1937 to Caleb and Maud (Sebastian) Kash at their home in Sunman, Ind.He was preceded in death by his parents; one brother, Lawrence; sister-in-law, Patricia; and his niece, Pamela.He is survived by his loving wife of 26 years, Dorine; one sister, Lena Czimbal (Larry) of Muncie, Ind; two brothers, Leonard (Beverly) Kash and James (Eula) Kash of Milan; stepchildren, Linda (Larry) Weaver of Batesville, Donna (Frank) Ingram of Rockport, Ind., Brenda (Jerry) Johnson of Milan, Mark (Luann) Konradi of Milan, Randy Konradi of Dover, and Lisa (Steve) Williamson of Sunman; grandchildren, Chris (Linda) Campbell, Craig Campbell, Lori Campbell-Kennedy, Rusty (Christin) Weaver, Lydia Weaver of Florida, Adam Weaver of Batesville, Tonya Ingram of Indianapolis, Ronda (Cliff) Kennedy of Rockport, Ind., Tracy Johnson-Mullikin of Osgood, Liz (Paul) Roell of Milan, Nicholas (Angela) Johnson, of Milan, Danielle Konradi of Osgood, Chad and Brandon Konradi of Milan, and Abby Williamson of Sunman; seven nieces, four nephews, and 15 great-grandchildren.John was an active member of the Army Reserves before going to work at Philco in Connersville for 1 1/2 years, working with sheet metal. He worked for Benefit Company while he lived with his sister, Lena, for 8 years in Cincinnati. Next he traveled with Armco Steel for 1 1/2 years to different towns across the country. Once he finished with Armco, he worked in cement finishing for 26 years. He worked for Henry Rose Well Drilling for 10 years. John finished his career working in cement finishing for Force Construction until he retired due to throat cancer in 1990. He married his wife Dorine, on June 26, 1983.John has been an active Milan Legion Post 235 member for 42 years. John loved flying, hunting, his hunting dogs, fishing, going to auctions, flea markets, teaching his young neighbors many things and tinkering with what others may think of as junk, but to him they were treasures. John was proud to be a Registered Democrat, and wanted everyone to know it! The funeral service was held July 3 at the funeral home. Rev. Harris Long, pastor of First Baptist Church of Milan, officiated. Burial was in Craven Cemetery in Milan. Pallbearers were members of the Milan American Legion, Post #235.Memorial donations may be directed to Dearborn County Hospice or Milan Rescue 30. Please visit www.cookfuneral.com to leave online condolences for the family.

The past few days I've wondered how much different motherhood will be from aunthood... I have so much fun being an aunt to my nieces and nephews. They bring such joy into my life.

I attended my 8 year old nieces school dance program. I was excited to meet the classmates my niece has described to me at various times throughout the year. Kayla was so happy and proud to see me. She motioned for me to come over to her and her classmates. She introduced me to all her classmates. I talked with them, gave them high fives for getting good grades on their spelling pre-tests, asked them about their dance etc. After I picked Kayla up from school that day, she laughed and said all my friends said they want an aunt just like you, and I'm so lucky to have such a fun aunt. It made me feel good that even at her age she still appreciates me.

I love how she loves me, and makes me feel so loved. I hope she always feels that way. I have such a deep love for my nieces and nephews. Its hard for me to comprehend that my love for my own children will someday be even stronger. We all went out to dinner the other night, and Kayla and I arrived before everyone else, so we had some nice time to chat. She told me she thought I should work in a restaurant because I look good in an apron hahaha! I said well Kayla, I like to travel a lot I don't think I could do all I want to on that salary. Her reply was well then get a second job at Publix, then you could get cheap food! haha Why didn't I think of that? :) She also told me who she thought would make a great husband for me, and was telling me all the pros as to why that should work out haha.. I got to talk with her about where I want to get married, and why it is important to get married in the temple, the house of God. I got to tell her why learning about the real meaning of Easter is important. She is such a delight, and a spiritual giant at such a young age! She is at such a fun age! She can talk grown up, and she can reason pretty well, but she still has the innocents of a child. I'm grateful to my sister for allowing me to be so involved in their lives. I can't imagine my life without the blessing of these girls. They have taught me so much, and have shown me a love I've never before experienced. Its not just my nieces, I have very special nephews too! I just don't have the privilege of living with them too. My family has been blessed with the best, choice little children, and I'm so glad I get to call them mine! My siblings let me play with them and teach them funny tricks that sometimes get them in trouble-- Ex: I have these things called "pop pops" that I purchased in Indiana, and they are like snapping pops on steroids. (Sound identical to a 22 shotgun) I have had so much fun throwing them at both those I know, and perfect strangers frightening nearly anyone within hearing distance. Everyone thinks a real gun has gone off.. Lori, was on the phone with State Farm technical support outside (for a computer problem with her agency) , and Kayla found one I had left in the car, and decided to scare her mommy. She threw it down and Lori jumped and screamed and scared the guy on the phone half to death! Leaving him with a few accidental choice words hahaha!! .. Lori came in the house all upset and told me I needed to stop because she talks to important people on the phone, and I need to set a better example on that. I just looked dead at her and busted up laughing!! (which she ended up laughing too). Kayla came in my room to hid, and crack up laughing because she knew I wouldn't yell at her, and would tell her "good job!" accompanied with a high five and tons of laughter! I love these kids :)

What can I say? she knows I'm cool! ;)

I'm a pretty lucky girl

I was fortunate enough to have lots of family down this past month. My mom was down here for nearly 3 weeks, and although I didn't get as much time with her as I would have liked, it was great to be with her for whatever amount of time. My sister had surgery, which was for the most part, the reason for her trip. Lori wouldn't be able to drive for 6 weeks, so with me being in school it would have proved very difficult for me to cover all the rides the kids needed, and various other taxing responsibilities. When mom flew out, she met dad in the Orlando airport handed him the car keys just as he got off the plane, and just before she flew back home. He then drove back to our house. We were lucky enough to be able to spend my dad's 69th birthday with him here in Florida. He came in the day after my race, and his birthday was the upcoming Friday. I knew I wanted to do something that showed my gratitude towards him for all that he had helped me with not only over the weekend, but throughout my life. It was the day before his birthday, and I had 30 minutes before I left for school so I decided I would write him something. It's not my best work, but I didn't have time to make it perfect; however, it was from my heart. I'm only putting this on my blog so I have record of it in a safe place. I don't mean to come off as being too public, and I appoligize if anyone thinks so. Here it is...

The First Man I Ever Loved

The first man I ever loved held me just minutes after I was born

The first man I ever loved saw a mirrored version of
Himself through my eyes all dressed in pink frills

The first man I ever loved taught me how to ride a bike when all the other kids my age were learning to walk.

The First Man I ever loved taught me by example that it was important to read my scriptures to know and understand my savior

The First man I ever loved taught me hard work and motivation was very important in life.

The first man I ever loved taught me the meaning of the word “You’re puking crazy.”


The first man I ever loved taught me to honor the Priesthood of God, and that it was again restored to the earth.

The first man I ever loved showed me obstacles were meant to be jumped over, climbed over, blown up and a part of history.

The first man I ever loved showed me in order to live life to the fullest; you’ve got to have extreme adventure.

The first man I ever loved believed in me when others said it couldn’t be done.


The first man I ever loved showed me by example that when life throws us lemons, we make lemonade.

The first man I ever loved has always been a caretaker, and a loving helping hand to those in need.

The first man I ever loved has Christ-like charity for all he comes into contact with

The first man I ever loved taught me many things that will always be a part of who I am.

The first man I ever loved is my hero in the highest regard. He is not only my hero; he is the man that I am lucky enough to call my father.

I will forever be thankful for this man of great honor and integrity that has blessed my life beyond measure.
All my love, your “little girl”

Run like a Princess!!

The weekend of March 7th was my very first half-marathon! It was held at Disney, and was the Princess half-marathon. I was a little worried because I hadn't been able to prepare as I wanted to. Only to add to that anxiety, I was ill almost the entire week before. Which meant that it had been over a week since I had last exercised whatsoever! I wasn't sure how I would do or even if I would finish, but I wanted to go. I wanted to at least give it my best, and if I thought I was going to die, or fell too far behind pace, the man in the truck would pick me up. The day before the race I came back home (an hour drive) to attend my niece, Chloe's 1st birthday party. I was teased by my brothers because none of them believed I could do it, and keep my pace given my stats. I questioned my own abilities, but then further declared to myself that it didn't really matter what they thought I could accomplish, I knew I had it in me (at least the desire). There were only 2 people that told me I could do it, and not to worry about the rest. One being my dad.
My dad has ran many half marathons in his day, and sent loads of tips flying my way to help me along! He will never know how much of an inspiration he was to me that weekend especially. I called him before I went to bed, and then again at 4am when the race was ready to start. He is the only man I know that would be happy to hear from me at 4am, and have such cheer and encouragement in his voice, which flooded me and my friend, Amy. My mom wanted me to know that she would be so proud of me whatever I accomplished. if that was 6 miles, so be it, she would be proud. (Such a mom, I know. That's why she means so much to me). My personal goal was only to finish.

I had never been so excited/nervous to be up at 3am, showered, dressed and ready to arrive at my destination by 4am in my entire life! Amy and I kept telling ourselves we had to do this. Upon signing in, we realized we were in different groups as we started off. I was like 15 minutes behind her. My heart dropped, and wondered how I would do without my great friend, Amy pushing me along. I then decided it was all up to me. I knew I was on this great journey on my own anyways. Nobody could run this race for me, it was mine, and if I wanted to feel the glory of it all I had to get my mind in the right place. I kept telling myself, "If dad can beat stage 4 cancer, surely you can run 13.1 miles." Those of you who have done one knows your mind goes a million places, with many emotions involved even if you aren't an emotional person (of which I'm not). I stood with my group all together as we moved closer to the start line.. I made a few friends as I stood and waited to start. I don't like strangers, so quickly they became friends. "Sue" from Maryland was doing this with her daughter who was also in another group. Which left both of us in the same situation, so we decided to stick together. Mile 3- she was running out of breath and I knew she was slowing me down, so I encouraged her to keep going, and bid my friend a good race, and went on. All through the race I thought of Amy, and wondered how she was doing. I would say a prayer for her that she would keep going, and that he would help her and encourage her onward. Mile 6- I was starting to notice that it was getting harder. I saw a woman with a shirt of herself as a little girl, alongside her dad holding hands on the beach. The back of her shirt read, "running for my hero". My eyes teared up, and I thought that is exactly what I'm doing! I'm running because my dad showed me how fun it could be. I remember going to countless races as a kid to support my dad. This is what my dad would love to see me doing, this is what he wants me to finish. It was at that point that I got another wave of energy. I prayed again for Amy, and prayed that she would do this for herself, and learn her capabilities. As I ran through Cinderella's castle in Magic Kingdom, I had another rushed sense of renewal. I knew I was just over half way home. Mile 8- I could feel my blisters forming on my flat feet. I knew I had to keep going. Mile 9- I was starting to hit a wall. I prayed for help, and encouragement to finish. This was something I wanted, something I wanted to accomplish for myself, so I started running faster instead of stopping. Just about to the mile 10 checkpoint, I thought I was going to die. I didn't know how I could do another 3.1 miles. Just then, I hear someone screaming from behind me "LYDIA!!!!" to my delight, it was Amy, I had passed her briefly. I felt like my prayers had been answered!! The Lord knew when my darkest hour was, and he made it possible for us to meet up. There were almost 11,000 people in the race, and for us to actually see each other was nothing short of a miracle. We walked the last 3 miles, and ran the last .1 mile, but WE DID IT!!! Against the odds stacked against us, WE DID IT with the Lord's helping, yet encouraging hand. After the race I discovered that just like I had, Amy had been praying for me too. I also discovered the moment I felt a rush of gratitude for my dad being the man that he is, he had sent me a text message to keep going, I could do it! That is a huge statement to get a text from my dad.. He just doesn't know how to do that kind of stuff. It was such an incredible feeling that I can't describe.. An AMAZING experience, and something I highly recommend everyone doing. I've already started training for my next one. I've got 3 more half marathons this year! I can't wait!! :)

Grace BIG 5th Birthday

It's hard to believe that Grace is now 5 years old. I remember questioning my sister at the dinner table telling her I thought she was pregnant. Upon my questioning, she began to wonder herself. Out we went to purchased a pregnancy test, and sure enough Grace was on her way.

It wasn't the best of timing since Lori was focusing so hard on getting her State Farm Agency. Nevertheless, she was clearly a blessing to all of us. I went with Lori to all of her Dr apt, ultra sounds, hospital stays etc. (since her husband lived out of town at the time). I felt very motherly towards her before she was even born, and it only continued to get stronger when she was born. I've baby sat her for all 5 years of her life. It seems impossible that she could already be 5.

Her birthday was especially special because that is my mom's birthday too.. It's fun for "Nana" to have a grand baby born on her birthday.

My brothers and their kids came and we all went together to Lakeland to celebrate this big milestone in Grace's life. Which entailed going to Pizza Hut, me searching all over Lakeland for a "CARVEL" ice cream cake (my sister is insistent), and our last stop was at this place that has LARGE bounce houses, slides, mazes.. It was tons of fun, and even better that I was surrounded by all the babies that I love the most (my nieces and nephews). As well as a few of my siblings. I'm so blessed to have such sweet nephews and nieces. Little Clayton made my day when he yelled "MOMMY AUNT WEEBA IS HERE!!" and had a huge smile on his face and came running to me. It warmed my heart to say the least. Yes, he calls me "Weeba" :) I'm not really sure how he came up with that, but I think it's adorable! I jumped with Cody in my arms and he just thought that was the most hysterical thing ever! SO CUTE!! His laugh is SO CONTAGIOUS!!! I'll have to post some pictures of our fun at "Backyard Adventures" I think Rusty and I had just as much fun as the kids did. We would hide begind stuff, whip them back and knock the kids over.. We may never grow up! :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM AND GRACIE!!

A Light Unto My Path ...

I don't want to get too personal on the world wide web, but I set some spiritual goals this year to help me improve my relationship with my Heavenly Father. I can't describe the difference these past couple of weeks have made in my life. I've made it a point to pray before I read my scriptures, and ask what the Lord would have me know. Everyday I'm amazed, at how the pages fall to exactly the right chapter I need to read, and not only does it give me comfort, but also courage to go forward knowing I'm not walking forward aimlessly. I've been overwhelmed with receiving the knowledge that I'm not just a numbered child. He knows not only my name, but my needs, my heart's desire, and all my struggles, and most of all is there, cheering me on every step of the way. How could anyone deny that God truly does live?

How grateful I am for parents who raised me in the way that I should go. They showed me it was the Lord who I should model my life after. To seek a relationship with him, and I would be successful in all I do. It is through loving the Lord that I've learned to love myself. I don't think anyone can truly love the Lord and not love themselves, because if we truly have a relationship with the Lord and understand him in the slightest, he will overwhelmingly testify to us personally of his love for us. I know God lives, and I know that he has placed special people in our paths to help guide us to him. I'm grateful for the peace and love that I feel from him in learning about him through the scriptures and prayer. For truly his word is a lamp unto my feet.

Funny things kids say...

I spend lots of time with my nieces, and I really enjoy the humor they bring to my life. Anyone who knows me at all knows that pretty much anyone in my family is a dedicated Florida State Fan (Seminoles).. It has been chilly in Florida these past couple of days, so I had to put a hoodie on Grace for school. It was a Seminoles hoodie, and around this part of Florida we are surrounded by the Florida Gator fans (which is a HUGE rival). Grace comes home from school and says "Mary Margaret says Seminoles Suck that makes me very upset. I'm going to school tomorrow and telling her she has the ugliest panties I've ever seen." haha Then Kayla chips in.. "Why would anyone want to be a Gator? They're gay!" hahaha Oh my goodness.. I'm affriad she has heard me speak of them one too many times.

Grace is also majorly into "stories" currently.. Lori (Her mommy) was laying in bed trying to get her to sleep, and she told her the classic story of the Princess kissing the frog and turning him into a prince. Grace got all excited and said it was her turn to tell the story. I'm sure she was inspired by the recent disney movie because of the way her story unfolded.. She said "The princess kissed the frog, and then she turned into a frog she said to him WHAT THE HELL did you do that for??" hahahhaha. Her Mom was quite shocked to say the least. I've got to start recording these moments because between Kayla and Grace they have me rolling.