It’s Official!

Thank you all so much for your love and support this year. For listening to me as I panicked about exams, clinicals, and boards and telling me that everything would be just fine. I couldn’t have done this without all of you loving and encouraging me all along the way.

Today I received my license number from the State Board of Nursing, and it’s just so hard to believe that I’m really a nurse!



Hi everyone, it’s been quite a while since I posted so I thought I’d give a little update. Nursing school is so hard! It’s keeping me really busy. Way busier than when I was working on my bachelor’s or anything else. I’m so grateful for it though. In just a few weeks we’ll have our level 2 finals, then we’ll be on to the third and final level. I’ll be ready to take boards by July. Last December, several colleges came to recruiting for their RN programs. One in particular caught my eye. In 2 semesters, you can bridge from your PN license to an RN. It’s affordable, reputable, and seemed like a good idea. I studied for and took the entrance exam in January, got my application together, and this month I was accepted into the program! I will have to take about 8 credits over the summer before I can start, but after that it shouldn’t be too bad.  A full load of classes in the fall, then about 10 credits the following semester, and I’ll be ready to take boards again early summer 2018. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I can find a way to get these summer classes taken care of. Love you all!


Ice Storm!

On December 16, a terrible ice storm rolled into Missouri! School was released early to allow people to get home safely before dark, and I must say it was probably the most treacherous drive I have ever made. Thankfully everyone on the road was very cautious, and we all crawled along safely. Normally I can get home within 30 minutes, but this time it took me over an hour. I was so happy to finally make it home and get huddled in with bowls of hot soup, blankets, and a Christmas movie.

Dad had was out and about when the storm hit, and eventually he made it home as well. I can’t say as much for his car though! With the rear wheal drive he just couldn’t make it safely and left it at a neighbor’s about 7 miles away. They were kind enough to drive Dad home in his truck and allow us to leave the car and groceries at their home until it road conditions improved. Temperatures stayed WELL below freezing for the weekend, so the ice stuck around until Monday or Tuesday. (Church was canceled! Yay! haha ;))

As much as I dread these storms, and hate driving in them, I absolutely love how beautiful everything looks afterward!

On Sunday the sun came out and we had a bright blue, but bitter cold day. I snapped these pictures and they kind of give you an idea of how beautiful it is after one of these ice storms, but they really don’t do it justice. All the trees, bushes, and grass look like diamond-encrusted lace. Everything glitters and is quiet and still, but when a breeze comes along you can hear the icy branches tinkling together like little wind chimes.















First Day of Nursing School

I wanted to thank everyone who has helped me get to this day! I’ve had loads and loads of encouragement and support, and I am so grateful. Some of you helped me get my application together, helped me proofread my essays, helped me study for the entrance exam (special shout-out to John and his science smarts :)) and I’ve had nothing but love and encouragement to pursue this goal from everyone. I’m so blessed to be part of this family!

These are the books for only the FIRST set of classes!
These are the books for only the FIRST set of classes!

It’s a great program with a super high NCLEX pass rate. There are 29 students in my cohort and we will move through the program courses together at the same pace. It’s considered an accelerated program, so that means that I can be ready to take the state boards as soon as July of 2017!

I couldn’t have asked for a better first day of nursing school. This last year, the school has hosted events-an open house, entrance exam reviews, etc. Through these events I have met and formed some friendships with some of the other students, and it was great to show up and see some familiar faces today!





The Brother of Jared

Hello everyone! In RS this week our lesson was on the Jaredites and all the analogies we can draw about our own life. My counselor shared a really good thought: the barges were built as instructed by the Lord, and the verses tell us repeatedly that they were “tight like a dish.” It wasn’t until after the barges were built that the Brother of Jared went to the Lord and prayed: “Oh Lord, in them there is no light; wither shall we steer? And also we shall perish, for in them we cannot breathe, save it is the air which is in them; therefore we shall perish.” (Ether 2:19) Brooke, my counselor, pointed out that the Brother of Jared faithfully completed building all 8 barges, as the Lord had commanded, even though he probably had the concerns that he later took to the Lord-having air to breathe and light to see by. She said that there have been times in her life when she received direction from the Holy Ghost but wasn’t able to see how it would actually work-like the barges that had no air or light-but if she faithfully does what the Lord asks, and puts aside her doubts, the Lord eventually provides a way, and she is blessed for having the faith to do what the Lord asks, even when it doesn’t make sense to her.

I think we’ve all seen this principle in our lives many times. I’ve always loved this story and the parallels we can draw for our time on earth. It was a great experience to go through the story a chapter at a time and hear everyone’s insights. I think we will pick up where we left off in a future lesson!

I love you all!


Scripture Insight

Hello everyone! As I was reading my scriptures tonight I learned something I thought would be nice to share. I was reading 1 Nephi 6. In the first verse Nephi says that he is not and does not ever intend to record the genealogy of his fathers upon the plates (sorry Bob-he does acknowledge that his father has faithfully kept a record ;)). He states that the “things of my father…cannot be written upon these plates, for I desire the room that I may write the things of God.” He goes on to say, in verse 4 “For the fullness of mine intent is that I may persuade men to come unto the God of Abraham…:”

Nephi knew exactly who he was and what God wanted him to do, and he wasn’t willing to waste valuable resources or time on other things, even when the other things were good-like genealogy.

What an example to follow! Throughout life we are called by God to do many things-formal church callings, missions, visiting and home teaching, nurturing children, fulfilling priesthood responsibilities, etc.-and sometimes we should sacrifice things that are good so that our energy can be spent on the things God wants us to focus our lives on.

Love you!


Love My Siblings!

Hello everyone! The last few weeks I have been able to spend a lot of time with siblings. Tonight Bob and I got a pizza and talked for a few hours, and we enjoyed a nice long Sunday dinner last weekend. I’ve spent a lot of time down in Springville with Rachel working on curtains for their apartment over the last couple of weeks too. I love spending time with them! Last month Mom and Dad flew me home to attend a great YSA conference the Liberty stake hosted. It was very uplifting but I have to admit that the best part of that trip was the couple days I had at home to hang out with Mary Ann and John, and being there for Mom’s birthday!

I love you all so much.


New Calling

As you all know, I was called to serve as Rs president in January. This new calling has really provided me with a chance for growth! I am amazed as I see Heavenly Father’s guiding hand, and how every effort that is made is magnified. I have great counselors and two great secretaries-I am so blessed to have them. We work really hard to make sure everyone is taken care of. It’s only been a few months, but so far so good! I love you all!


December 7th, 2013

December 7, 2013 was a Saturday. I called home that morning, and Dad answered. He told me that Grandpa was not doing well, and not expected to live very long. Dad was in the middle of finding a flight to SLC for Mom, so I told him I could drive her to Logan. The weather had been snowy and stormy, so I started gathering up things to put in my trunk: salt, water, a blanket, a flashlight. I called my friend, Jake Ritchie, to ask for a shovel. He said his parents, who live in American Fork, would not be home for most of the day, but would leave 2 shovels outside their garage for me to take whenever I could get there. Dad called back and said Mom would be landing at 4pm. Bob and I both needed to be in SLC for the day-at the Family History Library and at the Business College. We decided that we would drive together and Bob would take the train back down to Provo. I was to meet Bob at the train station at 11. By this time, the roads were already pretty bad and it took me twice as long to get to the station as it normally would, which was a sign of things to come. Once with Bob, I was able to get the shovels and we made it to SLC safely.

A few hours later, Mom’s plane landed. We were so grateful that it was not delayed. The weather was much better by this time and I was optimistic that we would be in Logan in no time. However, as soon as we reached North Salt Lake the snow returned and the roads were treacherous. Traffic was 35 miles an hour on I-15. Weslid and fish-tailed some, but we were safe. The day before, (Dec. 6) I had a flat tire. Once it was in the shop, I learned that both front tires needed to be replaced. I was so discouraged at the cost that when they told me I also needed new windshield wipers I told them I didn’t want them. The man kindly gave them to me for free. I believe he was inspired, and that the flat tire was also a miracle. We would not have made it to Logan safely without the new tires and wipers.

We finally made it to Brigham and decided that it would be best to take the longer route through Tremonton rather than try to make it through the canyon. At this point, what would normally be an hourish drive had taken us 3 hours. After one more hour and a few heart-stopping phone calls from Aunt Shauna, we finally made it to Logan. I pulled into Grandpa’s driveway and Mom jumped out before I was fully parked. Shauna, Shari, and Sharla were waiting at the door for her. A few minutes later, as Grandpa opened his eyes for the last time, Mom was able to look into his eyes and tell him she loved him, and he was able to see and hear that she was there. What a blessing from our Heavenly Father.

I can’t even begin to describe the heart-wrenching anxiety Mom and I felt as we drove those long 4 hours. We wanted so desperately to be with Grandpa and I was so worried for Mom. We feel so blessed that we made it safely and that Grandpa was able to see that Mom was there.

I know that Heavenly Father was guiding us to Logan safely, and in answer to so many prayers He allowed us to arrive and see Grandpa before he passed away. I learned a lot during the hours that followed, and never once felt that what was happening was wrong. About a month before, I had dreamed that Grandpa told me to come see him before he died. For various reasons, I didn’t make it up to Logan. When we arrived the night of the 7th, I felt so guilty for not coming sooner. But as the hours passed I felt that even though Grandpa couldn’t see that I was there, and I wasn’t sure if he could feel my hand or hear my voice, his spirit was completely aware of everyone there and the love that we all have for him. I really learned how much our spirits and our bodies are truly two separate things, and that God is in control of our time on earth.

I love you all.