"Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see." -- C.S. Lewis

Here is a little letter to my husband, because I believe every wife should do this from time to time:

My dearest, sweetest, most handsome, sexy, amazing, glorious, heaven sent, dang good looking husband;

Be not alarmed, my dear noble man, on receiving this letter. I write without any intention of setting off any distresses; I write with the most humbling of intentions. There has been a dwelling passion building within me since last February, for the happiness of our joining cannot be too soon forgotten (if ever that is). And the efforts in which you have put forth in my behalf have quite moved me aside and I cannot let these emotions stay to myself any longer. You must, therefore, pardon the freedom with which I demand your attention.

Twas nearly nine and nearly three quartereth of a year since we first met, but I must confess I didn’t justly take notice of your strikingly fetching smile until our re-acquaintance two years past. It was when you bid me to dance and I placed on hand into your brawny hand and placed my other on your well-developed shoulder, I regarded the generous sparkle in your eye as you engaged in much talk. I was captivated by your wisdom of Star-wars and other matters in which your minded was well affianced in. From that time hence I awaited our dances together; in the following years I anticipated our passing’s in the hall of our institute and our subtle interactions through hasty glances talk and the occasional brief touch.

After you were relocated to states distant from my own, my heart yearned for yours and I ached to gaze upon your eyes just once more. I, however, did prominently delight in forthcoming exchanges. As on great human once inscribed; Distance makes the heart grow fonder; and that my dear it surely did. As you went off to your university to study the teachings of man and God, and then moved into the frontlines of our God’s army waving our Father’s title of liberty high triumphantly, my heart followed you all the way and I continued to yearn for you.

This, my love, is a faithful narrative of nearly every (not quiet, but just go along with me on this) event in which we have been concerned together. My darling dear, if there is any lesson I might have learned from our distance and our time apart, it is that I prominently value our time together. You may possibly wonder why all this was not said in confrontation; for the truth of everything here related and that which is too strong in my heart to convey in this letter is the unavoidable truth—that I will forever and always be in love with and indebted to you for your kindness . I shall endeavor to find some opportunity of more sufficiently expressing my love and appreciativeness towards your service and every abounding love in my behalf.

My heart could forever fly on wings of blazing passion and esteeming love; notwithstanding, my tongue cannot sufficiently sustain this adoration for you and I have run out of words to say. I will only further add my assurance of perpetual and eternal love and kindheartedness towards the one man I may ever love.

Faithfully Yours.

Je' t'aime beaucoup.

"Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible" -- Francis of Assisi

As of late I have found myself in a bit of a rut. I live a wonderful life in a beautiful home and I have a great job which I love and adore. But I feel as though I am just not doing enough or that I am not doing all that which I should do. My husband the other night while I was brushing his teeth and he was cleaning his ears suggest a list of things I could do to help me fulfill this unfulfillment that I have recently discovered in myself. Among this list was that I should start a blog. I have tried blogging in the past and it carried on for a month or so but then never stretched on further than that. But as I mulled things over to myself that night I felt that maybe I have a story that needs to be told and that maybe the satisfaction that I seek could be found through simply writing. I do not promise to be good or to write anything of great significance; however, I hope you (whoever you may be) will be patience with me through this endeavor.

First a little introduction; I am a student of Brigham Young University-Idaho and a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints-- I love my eldest brother and Savior Jesus Christ and I have a strong testimony of this gospel. Someday when I grow up I want to be a Child Life Therapist in a children's hospital, working in the playroom and organizing the big events for the children. I have the most wonderful family and I love them so much. God has blessed me with many many talents but my favorite is my abilities to cook and bake. I love food. Food of all kinds and all sorts. I LOVE food!!!! And if you ever ask what makes my cooking so good I promise the answer will always and forever be-- butter. I love butter!!!! It is a gift from God and it simply makes everything (and I truly do mean everything) better. I was formerly a young woman who found herself to have little worth or value, however, that is not the case anymore. I am married to the most wonderful man, Adam, and if you ask me we have the cutest love story out there! Today where I stand I see a lot of potential in my life, I see God’s mighty hand guiding and directing me and blessing me wherever I go, and I see happiness—something that I have desired all my life.

My favorite quote…. goes something life, “Never wait for the storm to pass, learn to dance in the rain.”

A little known fact about me… I have a great fear of eating corn on the cob…. Not questions please.

What makes me cry…Well that’s a loaded question—just about everything makes me cry! Chick flicks…. Well lots of movies do, books, when I talk with my husband about Spiritual stuff or our future, sometimes I just wake up emotional and everything makes me cry.

Something I do every day…Check all my social media accounts and emails. As much as I hate to admit it I actually am very much addicted to Facebook—I just have to know what everyone is doing and see every picture that is posted!

A life highlight for me… Marrying my best friend. And I don’t just say that to be a sappy young bride, but because I really do love that I get to spend my life hand in hand with my very best friend. He makes things so much easier.

My friends would describe me as… Well I actually don’t know how to answer this one. Some may say shy and sweet but others might say CRRRRAZY… in a good way.

My secret indulgence is… I love love love products. Hair products, skin products, make up, I love good smelling fabric softeners; I love things that smell super yummy—Scentsy’s are my LOVE! And I really have this ginormous sweet tooth!

The thing that surprises most people about me… That even though I have major stage fright I love to teach Zumba and dance classes! (I am literally weeks away from becoming a ReFit instructor!!!! YAY!) I have this secret love for the bagpipes and it is my goal to play one one day.

Something that inspires me... Church, my husband, movies where people triumph their limitations (Soul Surfer—whoo-eee gets me every time), dreaming with people who dream bigger than I do, my mother and My Savior.

Reason behind the name of the blog... Like I have mentioned I love to cook an bake, but what makes it so fun for me is using all my spices and herbs. I LOVE the smell and taste of spices and herbs and when you mix them together (nutmeg- the best spice ever invented!). It is my dream to have a giant spice cabinet someday.