Treading Water

 

I found this on Pinterest today. It says the exact words that I have been feeling lately.

I'm very much in my own head and most of my life has been controlled by my brain, 

my logic and all of the things I think I "know." 

Ever since I got divorced I have been trying to follow my heart and what I feel.

It's been nice giving my brain a rest but I am starting to realize that I have 

gone from one extreme to another. I keep trying to "feel" every decision and choice I should make, hoping it will lead me in the right direction.

What I am starting to realize is that there needs to be a middle ground. If I don't take action how am I ever supposed to feel differently than I do right now? I'm in the same spot, doing the same things, feeling the same unsettled feelings. How are my feelings going to change if I never change my circumstances? I have been treading water just waiting for some new feeling about what I should or shouldn't do.
It's not working. I'm one of the most goal oriented,
go getters I know and I am currently without a goal and I have been for quite a while.

There are some things that are important to me and I need to find a way to make them happen instead of waiting for them to happen to me. I know better than that. 

I've always said that I don't make resolutions but I'm going to make one for the new year. I am going to make a goal to start taking action in my life...
create the life I want and deserve! 

No more waiting for it to happen to me, I will make it happen for me.

Addie's Baptism

 I'm really late posting about this... better late than never!

On November 2nd, my sweet pea chose to be baptized into the LDS church. Davey was able to perform the baptism and I've never seen her so happy. I'm proud of her for making her own decisions and I hope that she continues to choose things that makes her happy. 

I was helping her get dried and dressed after the baptism and she was shaking with excitement. She told me how good and happy she felt.

We had so many amazing friends and family show up to support her; it was quite the party. 

Anna, Steve and I made her these cakes. She still loves everything China so we made her a Chinese dragon and another cake that stands for baptims/immersion in Chinese (I think).

I love events that bring family and friends together and I especially love ones that bring me back in touch with Davey's family.
I am blessed to have so many wonderful people in my life!

Moves Like Jagger

This little nugget of mine busted out her first freestyle to Forever by Chris Brown this afternoon. I think you can count on two hands the number of times she's seen a music video, and she's probably played Just Dance twice. She was playing dress up in my clothes and asked me to watch her dance. Ahhh, it warms my heart and brings back memories of dancing in my living room to Night Ranger when I was a kid. Yep, I said Night Ranger (The Secret Of My Success to be exact).

She's 8!

My baby girl is 8!

My sweet girl turned 8 today so we planned a fun-filled weekend!

Yesterday started with a fresh haircut and a trip to the zoo.

She looks so grown up!

We had a great time at the zoo with the family.

The polar bears were the favorite, of course.

This morning started off with a chocolate glazed, sprinkled Dunkin' Donut.

We curled her beautiful hair and Davey picked the kids up for church.

She requested warm chocolate mint chip cookies with ice cream for her birthday treat.

They were delicious!

She is such a sweet, helpful daughter and sister. 

She still loves polar bears and anything to do with China.

She loves to tease her brother and watch movies with buttery popcorn. 

She loves to help me bake and is a good helper when it is time to clean up.

She is doing great in school and loves 2nd grade.

I love this girl so much. I'm so thankful that she is my daughter and in my life.

I can't imagine life without her!

Time To Make Something Happen

When I Hear Your Name

 

 I'm having a hard time shaking this depression thing. It's not too bad, but it's there... lingering and letting me know that it's still around.

I have spent the last couple of weeks contemplating my mortality. I have had a few experiences lately which reminded me how precious and how short this life really is.

September 3rd marked 5 years since my grandfathers death. I love him dearly and miss him so much. I sing the song You are my Sunshine to my kids all the time because he used to sing it to me. It seems like it was just yesterday...

I have a friend who has been struggling with the death of his sister for almost 9 years. It has come up in conversation on a number of occasions and a week or so ago he asked me if I thought he would see her after he dies. There was a time when I would have said... absolutely, yes, without a doubt. I hate to admit it, but I honestly couldn't say that I knew he would. At that moment I knew I had lost my connection to spirit, to something greater than this life and world. It affected me greatly; I started to wonder what in the world happened to me. I've been thinking about death along the lines of our bodies going back into the ground and becoming a different part of the earth. I stopped thinking about what would become of the human part of us... our souls and our spirit. I began thinking about all of the loved ones I've lost and have yet to lose. What would I do if I couldn't see or be with them again?

As I began contemplating all of these thoughts and feelings, I realized that September 6th was soon approaching. And then it was here. One year ago on September 6th, my friend Clint decided to end his battle with this life. I struggle with it to this day. I have regrets... regrets that I didn't listen to myself when I thought that I should contact him early last year. Regrets that I wasn't a better friend. Regrets that I didn't know some of the things I think I should have known. That morning I sent Brook a text, sent Keelie a message on Facebook and called his mom. I needed them to know I was thinking about them and that I love them. I won't brush off another feeling or thought again...

I had such a good conversation with his mom. I felt things I hadn't felt in a long time... I felt like I was being watched over, a connection, a feeling of comfort. I don't know how else to explain it without sounding cheesy. It's been 4 days since that conversation and the feeling hasn't left me. I want to hold on to it tightly and never let it go... I don't want to forget. I've been missing this for so long and I realize now how important it is to me. I can't imagine going through this life to merely end up in the ground to become grass for a cow to eat and to poop back on the ground again... I can't!

I have no clue what happens after this life but I know that our relationships here on this earth are so important that they must continue with us after we are gone. We need other human beings, we need connections to survive. Our spirit thrives because of our relationships with other people... I need my children, my friends, my family and I now know more than ever that somehow we continue to need each other, even after our physical bodies are gone.

Beautiful

My friend Erin sent this to me today... I'd say she knew what I needed to hear.

"After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning, and company doesn't mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts, and presents aren't promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. And learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans, And futures have a way of falling down in midflight. And after a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure...That you really are strong And you really do have worth. And you learn and learn...With every goodbye, you learn."

-Author Unknown

Don't Give Up

Via Pinterest

I write quite often about how I need more patience.

It's hard to be strong sometimes... it takes so much work.

I feel like I'm always trying to hold it together, put on a brave face.

I go about my day acting as if nothing phases me for the most part.

It's not true... I am easily phased.

This past week and a half has been hard, I've been tired, lonely and depressed.

I want so many things yet it seems like nothing is lining up at the moment.

I know it's hard to see what lies down the road from where you stand.

It's hard to see how the things that are happening right now are creating the future.

I am hoping to get some resolution, some clue as to what to do next.

I have been living each day, enjoying what I have but I struggle with being grateful.

There are so many people I know who are going through hard, terrible things.

Mine seem so petty and ridiculous in comparison.

It's like I don't even have a right to feel the way I do.

I feel like I am cut out for so much more than what I am or what I'm doing.

But what? That's the tough question.

What?

2nd Grade

My beautiful girl started 2nd grade today. Where does the time go? She was so excited as I walked her to class. She'll be 8 soon, too. I'm so excited for her to learn and grow... I just wish it didn't happen so quickly.

A Heartbreak

I can't think of many things in this world that are more frightening to me than cancer. It's a nasty disease that has plagued my family... my cousin Jessica beat it, both of my grandpas passed away from it, my grandma has had chunks of flesh removed because of it. The word seems to be plastered on billboards, in magazines, and we are constantly reminded to take precautions against it. But to me, it seems like if you're going to get it, you're going to get it.

I was in a sorority at Weber State back in my younger days and Laura was one of my sisters. I haven't seen her since our friend Tamsen's wedding but we have kept in touch through Facebook. Her family has had a rough go of it over the past year and a half. At just 15 months old her son Griffin was diagnosed with Rhabdomyosarcoma. He has undergone multiple surgeries, radiation and chemotherapy treatments. The updates and pictures they posted would bring me to tears. The thought of such a tiny, innocent person having to go through that is inconceivable to me. Earlier this year they heard some fabulous news... he was in remission. He was finally able to go out and do the things a little boy should be able to do. I can't imagine the relief and joy they must have felt!

Recently Griffin began waking in the night with stomach pain and spiking a fever. Because of his medical history they decided not to take any chances and he went in for a series of scans this week. Yesterday they received the heartbreaking news... he had relapsed. The tumor had not grown in size, however, there is the presence of active cancer cells. I cannot imagine the fear of the possibility of what lies ahead. My heart goes out to Laura, Travis and little Griffin. His treatment will be more aggressive this time around which is crazy because I thought the treatment he just completed sounded pretty aggressive.

I pray for and think about that sweet little boy daily. I feel compelled to help yet I feel so helpless. I hate that feeling... helplessness.
I decided that the least I can do is to join the fundraising efforts and participate with Team Griffin in the CureSearch walk this October. I put a link to the donations page on my sidebar... I want to try and raise $500. If you are able to donate to this amazing cause please do not hesitate. I am thankful every day for my healthy children and pray that if something were to happen to them that others would reach out as well.

God bless Griffin and his family!

Goings On

I waited too long to blog because we have had a busy summer! Here is the rundown...

I have been trying to soak up as much of the summer as possible. I've been hiking and running like crazy. This is at the top of the Squaw Peak trail with dad and Paula. We completed this hike successfully in June. I hiked this again with Zac on Sunday and didn't make it to the top. We ran into a rattle snake and I got bit by a horsefly instead... good times.

We celebrated Jessie's 26th birthday at Red Iguana 2 and dessert at Gourmandise.

The kids finally got their own beds!! I am beyond ecstatic about this. The three of us have slept in the same queen sized bed for a year and a half. I have to admit, I miss how much the kids like to sleep with me and snuggle up to their mama. However, Reggie insisted on sleeping on top of me and Addie likes to spread out like a frog. This meant a lot of nearly getting pushed off the bed and sleepless nights.

The 4th of July consisted of sleeping in, a hike to the Grotto up Payson Canyon and the Bee's game with Davey and some fireworks after the show.

The baseball game went on until 11 o'clock so we actually left right when the fireworks started. At least the game ended with a walk off grand slam!

We finally made it to Seven Peaks. The kids love it there and get so excited to go on the big water slides.

We met up with  mom, Jake, Davis, Garrett, Tamsen, Jade and the kids for the fireworks at the Weber State duck pond. It is one of the longest running traditions in my family. We went every year when I was a kid and I love taking my kids now. It is so fun to get together with Tams and her family... the kids have so much fun together.

And yes, ladies and gentlemen... another year, another amazing Kenny Chesney concert. I love how he comes almost every July which makes a very convenient present from my mom for my birthday. We tried to count how many Kenny shows we have seen but it has become difficult... we are thinking around 9 times. I never thought anyone could beat out the 5 times I saw Nsync! :)

When I started working at Citywide in March I met this girl. Erin has become an amazing friend and since that makes two amazing people who needed a vacation, we decided to take an impromptu trip to Vegas. We had a blast staying at the Golden Nugget with the shark tank pool. We had a crazy night which involved hives and the ER with 100 other people who seemed to be having heroine overdoses, getting stranded in a sketchy part of town in a downpour and lightening storm, getting locked out of the CVS because of a power outage when Erin desperately needed some Benadryl and finally ending up at Frankie's Tiki Room looking for someone to call us a cab back to the hotel. We met some characters on Fremont Street, ate at Hash House and had a great night on the strip riding the bus known as The Deuce and then did some boot scootin' at Gilly's. It was a great trip.

The kids and I actually woke up in time to get ready for the Fiesta Days parade in Spanish Fork on the 24th. It was a fun parade with a lot of trucks, tractors and 2000 stripling warriors. We met up with mom, Davis, Jake, Anna, Steve and the kids, Genny, Steve and Jordan at Salem Pond in the afternoon. Reggie took it upon himself to drink two mouthfuls of nasty pond water and must have guts of steel because he walked away unscathed and Giardia free.

I guess I had a birthday, too. So far 33 doesn't seem much different than 32... how in the world did I get this old? The lovely ladies at work were so kind to decorate my office and bring me delicious cupcakes!

Erin was nice enough to get me a cake for my birthday... and then shoved it in my face! There's nothing like a grease facial. It did wonders for my skin!

Erin and I decided we wanted to take the kids fishing. Shane, Aly and Mike joined us for a day of unsuccessful fishing at Deer Creek. No one ever told us there were so many boats that come within 20 feet of the shore at all times. The kids still had fun so I declare that it was a good day. Never again Deer Creek, never again.

Since fishing was a bust, I decided to stop at Sundance on the way home. We love to go and wander around for a couple of hours. Addie has declared it one of her favorite places. Such a good girl!

Last week Addie lost her third tooth. She officially pulled this one out on her very own. The tooth fairy left her a dollar and drew her a picture. She was so proud and excited!

I went to my first concert at the Twilight Concert Series last week with Brad and Chelsey. The National played a great show. I hope to go to a few of the remaining shows this summer. There is nothing better than music on a warm, breezy summer night. It was gorgeous!

Addie starts school in two weeks, I can't believe it. I'm not ready for this fantastic summer to be over. I know a lot of parents like it when their kids go back to school. Not this parent. I love the freedom of the summer with late bedtimes and sleeping in. I love being able to take my kids into the mountains or swimming without worry of getting homework done or to bed on time. There's always next summer, right? May 2014 will be here in no time...

The Mountain

I took the kids to Sundance today. I've been on many occasions but today was the first time I noticed this:

Thanks Bob, love it.

Restless

I'm feeling restless. I am truly a restless soul.

This quote is from Into the Wild and I feel like it describes me to a T.

I love change. I love new.

I crave it. I need it.

I am going to Vegas this weekend.

I think it will help... for a minute.

I want to go. I want to see.

I want to explore. I want to experience.

I need a new adventure, but I don't know what it is.

Turn the Page

Via Pinterest

Wishing that someone would realize they should turn the page.

Life is what you make it... it can be good again.

Summer

 Via Pinterest

This is how I feel these days... 

I want to be outside hiking, biking, walking, running, swimming.

I love the summer beyond words and the beauty and opportunity it brings.

Memorial Day Memories

What a fantastic weekend!

Saturday we hiked the Y. We as in Adelaide and I. Reggie could say he walked a little but I carried him up 3/4 of the way piggyback style. Needless to say my shoulders have been sore ever since but it was a perfect morning!

Saturday night and Sunday we were able to hang out with the uncles! My dad was ordained a high priest in the LDS church by his brother Gene. This meant that he, Newel and Robert came to congratulate him and swear him into the old mans club!

I really wanted to celebrate Memorial Day for what it is this year. We drove to Ogden with my Mom, Davis and Jake. We went to Leavitt Cemetery where my dad's sister Kathy is buried.

Then to Ben Lomond Cemetery in North Ogden where my grandpa Liechty is buried. He served in the Korean war. Thank you grandpa, you are my sunshine!

My great grandma and grandpa Loh are buried there as well. I remember them very well and miss them dearly. I don't think grandpa was dressed in anything but coveralls and my grandma in a mu mu and leg warmers... priceless!

When uncle Jake is around there will always be a dog-pile!

We had to stop at the old Farr's on 21st street for delish ice cream!! 

Jake needs a freaking haircut! That's 14 for ya.

Last but not least, Reggie kicked the crap out of grandma :)

Don't mess with me man...

Such a great weekend!

The Difference A Day Makes

I decided yesterday that I would just go with the flow and let the day bring what it would bring...

I started processing again and it felt amazing. I forget how much peace it brings me, as well as a great deal of emotional and physical relief. I am beyond grateful for the opportunity to take part in it. I can't think of a better way to spend the morning.

Then it was my niece's t-ball game and time spent with my sister and her fam... always a good thing.

Then I met up with friends and spent the evening in SLC and had an amazing time. I needed to get out and have some fun. It was such a good night!

It's amazing the difference a day makes.

A Little Rough

My blog has been a little less than inspiring as of late. Sometimes I question whether or not to post something if it isn't particularly uplifting, but then I realize that sometimes you find what you are looking for in the saddest of moments; with this I proceed.

I had some hard yet amazing conversations with two people I highly respect and admire tonight. They were conversations that made me look deep inside myself; they were conversations that made me angry, sad and hopeful all at the same time.

I realized that I am struggling with demons that I had hoped to have left behind me... conquered once, never to be seen again. Wow, what was I thinking? Where is the point in life that people begin to doubt themselves? Doubt their self-worth? Doubt their own intuition and instinct? Doubt that they are as beautiful and worthy as all of God's other creations? It was too young for me, much too young.

I have anxiety that is sometimes debilitating. It affects my relationships, my outlook on life, my happiness and my health. I struggled with it terribly right after my divorce, it got better for a while and is now back with a vengeance. I know I have mentioned this in the past, but for me this anxiety comes from fear; fear of not being good enough, pretty enough, strong enough, or enough of what I think others expect from me. Is it rational? No. Is the fear valid? Yes. The proof of validity shows itself as losing weight too fast because you are so sick to your stomach with fear that you can't eat. It shows itself as being unable to control your temper and you snap when you know there was no reason for it. It shows itself as sabotaging relationships or situations because you are too afraid of what others may think. It shows itself as starting a relationship with someone you shouldn't because it makes you feel secure. The worst part of all is wanting people so desperately to know the real you, but you are so afraid of being the real you because that makes you vulnerable and opens the door to pain, hurt and suffering. The irony is that the fear creates the very thing I am trying to avoid!

It's exhausting really. Time to reprogram, time to reboot. With everything I always think I discover about myself, it always comes back to this... always about my messed up perception of reality. Why can I not see the good things that others see? Why do I choose to believe they are thinking the worst of me? I know I should think that I am beautiful, I know I should think that I am a good person, I know that I should think that I am amazing despite my faults because everyone has faults and there is NO SUCH THING AS PERFECT! All of these things I know, but for some reason I do not feel it, I always doubt.

I do know a few things. I know that I have a great life. I have amazing children, I have a roof over my head, a job that I love to go to, a healthy body, wonderful family and friends, and that God does love me. I have been told by three people this week that I am too much in my head. I try to make logical explanations and I try to control things by making rules, and with this I think I can think my way through situations and come up with reasons for everything which means I think I can control whether or not I will have pain or have to suffer. Phew! What a freaking mess... I've just created my own suffering.

If I am going to set rules, here they are:
1 - You can't do anything wrong.
2 - Get out of your head.
3 - Do what you feel, not what you think.
4 - You are perfect just the way you are.
5 - Be fearless.
6 - My reality is up to me.
7 - DON'T MAKE ANY RULES! Nothing has to be, it is only what you make it.

I want happiness. I want what I want and I am good enough to wait for it. And in the end I know one more thing...

Everything happens for a reason. There is a lesson to be learned in everything and everything is going to be ok.

Best Mother's Day Ever

This weekend was fantastic, it was so busy but we had a bunch of fun. Friday night we went to see The Croods. It was a really cute movie with a great message about not being afraid, I really liked it.

 Saturday we went to look at an apartment (which the kids love for some reason), went to Hill Aerospace Museum, had a BBQ at my mom's and then another BBQ to see my long lost brother Eric.

Two of the best moms I know... mine, and my sister Anna.

Love you guys!

Today we went to church where Addie sang me a beautiful song. These are my two reasons for celebrating Mother's Day and I couldn't ask for better. I love them 10,000 freight trains full and wouldn't trade them for the world. We also got to spend today with my dad and step-mom Paula with a picnic and played at the park. She is also a wonderful lady and mother. So glad for my children and wonderful women in my life!

It was definitely a fantastic Mother's Day!

A Feeling

Yesterday was a rough day. I don't remember the last time I struggled so much with my own thoughts and feelings. You would think that I would have learned by now that I can not rationalize my feelings or try to make logical sense of them. But man, do I keep trying. That is one recurring issue that came up, another is that I continue to try to be a protector, a savior. I do it unknowingly... it was an agreement I made with myself when I was very young and it is beyond hard to break. I try so hard to protect other people from what 'I' think they should be protected from. I try to save them from some sort of hardship or sadness when all it does is throw me off of my own path. Instead of being concerned with what I feel or what I want or need, I change my course to try and keep someone else from meeting some sort of impending doom. In the end I sabotage the situation when my intentions were completely the opposite. I make the call when it's not even my call to make. A few years ago I didn't even know I did this, so I would say this is progress. Recognition is half the battle, but I wish I could win the other half by catching myself before I do it. Really Megan? When are you going to learn?

I'm sure I was sending out all sorts of crazy confusing energy. Just as I thought I was getting my head straight, I broke down in tears just before bed. I laid there and sobbed... it felt amazing. I must have had some major pent up emotion because I felt like a new person afterward. I thought that I would be able to sleep well after that but I struggled for most of the night. I was in a bit of a sleepless daze around 1 a.m. when my phone kept ringing with texts. 1,2,3,4,5 text alerts... I decided that I should check them. It was my dad. At first I was worried that something had happened but I figured that if it was an emergency he would have called. I started to read the texts and began to sob once again. My dad was up and couldn't sleep because he had a feeling and needed to tell me what was on his mind. Everything he said hit on everything I was feeling. I couldn't believe it... how did he know? Here are a few of the things that made today an amazingly better day:

"The over-thinking and doubt will not be there and you will see with clarity and understanding! That he cares about you and the things that you care about!"

"You will feel grateful that you have found someone reading from the same book as you are. Maybe not the same page but definitely the book!"

"Megan, you are who you are and you are not alone! You are loved and there are many reasons to rejoice! I know that God knows and loves each of his children! You are precious to me and to Him!"

"All will be well and you will find peace! I promise! I love you for always and forever!"

Today was such a good day. I believe that the things he says are true, I just need to figure out how to remember and truly 'know' them. No more over-thinking, no more leaving my path to protect others. I know I've done better and grown leaps and bounds, but sometimes old habits die hard. Stick to your gut Megan, continue to follow how you feel and stay on your path.

I will do my best to continue to do my best... always working, always growing. 
Dad, thank you for listening to yourself and texting me when you felt you needed to. It was an amazing moment for me and helped me more than you know. :)

Shut Up!

Via Pinterest

This is me. I think entirely too much. Then I talk too much trying to figure out how to separate what I am feeling and what I am thinking. Then I realize, wow, you should really shut up. Then I realize that I should have done it sooner than I did. Then it's like, bam! you just ruined everything... Or did I?

About Love

"Love is an act of faith, not an exchange."

"Contradictions are what make love grow. Conflicts are what allow love to remain by our side."

"Life is too short for us to keep important words like 'I love you' locked in our hearts."

"And yet, even when Love does not appear, we remain open to its presence. Sometimes, when loneliness seems about to crush everything, the only way to resist is to keep on loving."

- Paulo Coelho, Manuscript Found in Accra

Pace Yourself

- Paulo Coelho, Manuscript Found in Accra

3 Years?

3 years already?!!!

Happy birthday to my most amazing, wonderful, sweet, loving, cuddly little boy. My baby is growing into the most amazing little person. He loves trucks, cars, motorcycles, trains... anything that goes vroom. He is happy, he shares, loves to cuddle, and gives the best hugs and kisses. He is a little joker, always teasing, loves to laugh and has the cutest little lisp I've ever heard. I have never been thankful for anything more than I am for my children. I am beyond grateful for his presence in my life, I can't imagine it any other way.

I love you so much Reggie!!!

9 Things

1 - Today I begin a new life.
2 - I will greet this day with love in my heart.
3 - I will persist until I succeed.
4 - I am natures greatest miracle.
5 - I will live this day as if it were my last.
6 - Today I will be master of my emotions.
7 - I will laugh at the world.
8 - Today I will multiply my value a hundred fold.
9 - I will act now.  

{ The Greatest Salesman in the World by Og Mandino}

Feeling

Feeling like this today...

 

Almost Paradise

I have a love-love relationship with California. I love the weather, I love the beach, I love the restaurants, I love that there is so much to do. My dad and Paula's Christmas present to us this year was a family trip to an adorable beach house on Capistrano Beach. We have grown to love and revisit this beach house on multiple occasions. Our 8 days went by way too fast. Picture overload:

 The Lamaya home on the beach.

 Bougainvillea, my favorite.

 My favorite thing to do at the beach.

 Reggie and Henry in their monkey chairs.

 My favorite past time. Searching...

 Love this of Addie.

 We celebrated Easter while we were there.

 And had our first egg hunt on the beach.

 He was never without a shovel, a truck and that wheelbarrow.

 We flew kites.

 Soaked in the sun.

 Addie and Sophie in their Mini ears at Disneyland.

 He made it until 9:30pm. He just couldn't stay awake any longer.

 In line. Waiting, waiting, waiting.

 It took him 3 days to feel comfortable enough to put his toes in the ocean.

 We went to the tide pools at Crescent Bay.

 Roasted marshmallows.

 Spent the day in San Clemente.

 Buried Addie and Gracie standing up.

This is my favorite view and my favorite sunset. I have a picture of it from every trip. 

We had such a good time that I cried when we left. I'm sorry, I couldn't help it!

Thanks for the Christmas present dad and Paula! I look forward to the next trip.