Goodnight, Truman

Blogging

One thing that keeps me from blogging is the feeling that I need something spectacular to blog about, like having a baby ;). If the news is out, what's left to say?

But then again, I sometimes struggle to get through blog posts about fantabulous trips, mostly because it was obviously more exciting to be there than read about being there. Some of my most favorite posts I've read (and written) have been about the ordinary miracles we call life. Speaking of which, do you know that song? I think it's from the newer version of Charlotte's Web:

http://youtu.be/bqZE4ZDnAkQ

Some of the lyrics go like this:

When you wake up everyday

Please don't throw your dreams away

Hold them close to your heart

'Cause we are all a part

Of the ordinary miracles today

Ain't that the truth? Heavenly Father designed this life so that we could wake up every new day with dreams in our hearts. Alma tells his sons to retire to their beds at night with the affections of their hearts placed in the Lord and then to wake up with thanksgivings for all their blessings.

Maybe it's just because it's the gratitude month, or probably because I've had the windows of heaven opened and blessings poured out of late--but it is so easy for me to wake up with thanksgivings in my heart these days. I wake up and think, "I'm still pregnant. I'm living in a beautiful home that feels like a sanctuary from the world. I'm Mrs. Anderson (someone called me that today and it always took me as off guard as it did the day I got married). I have a family of my own, people to love and care about. . ."

We had a Kirtland period, and now we're steadying ourselves in Nauvoo. Beautiful city. Beautiful life. Definitely worth blogging about. Definitely worth living for. So glad I didn't give up. So glad I'll have these mountains behind me when the next peaks enter the distance or my view from the front door.