an Easter testimony.

I know that my Redeemer lives. What comfort this sweet sentence gives. He lives! He lives who once was dead....
These words have been in my mind all day and I have felt their truthfulness pulsing through every bit of my being. What comfort it is to know that He lives and because He lives I shall live with and see and enjoy the company of my mother again and for eternity. I know that I am not perfect but that as I strive to do and be better, He who knows my heart will fill it with joy and help make up the difference in my efforts. I can be made whole and better in all ways because of my Savior. I can be with my loved ones for eternity because He conquered death and because the fullness of the gospel has been restored and the path made plain. I fail and falter every day but I have such hope and faith and fullness of joy through my testimony. And I am so grateful.

biking on the beach.

It has always been a bit of a dream of mine to ride my bike along the beach. It took a lot of work to make it happen, but DH could tell how much it meant to me to take our bikes to the beach. If we're going to be there a week we should have a bike right?

It was a gorgeous morning today and I got to go for a ride on my own while the rest of the family played at the beach. I would have gone further but I started feeling guilty knowing that DH was also excited to go boogie boarding but waiting for me to get back and watch the kids. I rode from the border of La Jolla & Pacific Beach down to Mission Beach- just under 7 miles. It was fabulous!

allergies suck.

I don't recall ever having allergies (environmental) so bad. I step outside and feel my chest tighten and get wheezy. Times like this make me wish I could get the shots.