Tolerance to change.

I don't think I will ever stop being amazed that no matter what happens, I am always ok with my dreams changing.

I used to dream of being a full-time sister missionary for the church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. 

                 Then I met Joe.

Then I dreamed of marrying him, having a HUGE family, and living in Santa Barbara county forever.
                 Then we met really awesome friends. Joe got accepted to Grad school and we moved to
                 Nebraska, and Sariah came (Not in that order).
 And now, I am so content with life.

If we do not ever have any more kids- I will be ok.

No matter where we move to next or live, it will be ok. 

I hated Idaho once upon a time.

I cried when we left.

I hated living in the central valley of California,

and now I dream that is where we will settle down.

Constantly I am changing my mind, views, opinions, dreams, aspirations. 

And I love it.

Once upon a time, I feared change. It made me cry, it made me angry and sad, and resentful- and I did not understand how others could be excited for something to change when I was so unsure. 

Now, it makes me angry that others cannot embrace the change I feel, and are angry about it- such as I was to so many before.

A dear friend taught me about enmity and pride, and how to be humble to God and ourselves, and to embrace what happens. (Great talk by Spencer W. Kimball).
Because COME WHAT MAY, AND LOVE IT.

Dreams come, but they are meant to leave us.
We are meant to depart with our dreams- or life becomes sickening.

When I die, I don't want to be left with any dreams.
I want to have fulfilled them ALL.

Change for the worst, or change for the better- this life, this experience, this day, is all temporary.
And I want to EMBRACE IT and what it has to offer.