The Day of Love

The best kinds of gifts are those that come from the heart. Am I right? But what about that $400 Apple Watch for Christmas? The $300 Wireless Beats for your birthday? Yeah, those are pretty sweet and everything, but we shouldn’t be obsessing over them.

Valentine’s Day is upon us, and for the past 21 years, I have been single (I’m perfectly fine with that – God has His perfect timing!). But I’ve never really done anything beyond special for a special someone on Valentine’s Day, so maybe this time it can be different.

One of my favorite tv shows is The Middle (Brick is my absolute favorite). I watch this whenever I can, and I’ve learned that at the end of every episode, there’s a lesson to be learned dealing with the Heck family. I just watched the Valentine’s Day episode, and it gave me an idea.

I remember when I was a little girl, and my dad picked me up from school on Valentine’s Day. I hopped into the Pathfinder, and he handed me a rose. I was confused, and asked him what it was for. He said, “because I love you.” I will never forget this moment. A simple gift, but it wasn’t the rose that made me smile. It was hearing those words come from him in that way.

So instead of giving flowers, a bear and/or chocolates, (or whatever you weird romance/in-love couples do) I’ve decided to write something for the ones I love the most.


To my mom, the one and only Kim


I love you. A lot. You’ve taught me so much in the past 21 years.

I have learned that “if you haven’t got anything nice to say don’t say anything at all.” That it is so much better to remain silent than to say something that you will regret later on and cannot take back.

I’ve also learned that “good things come to those who wait.” That if it is meant to be, then it will happen. That if it is not meant to be, then there is a reason even though we do not know why, but He has a plan for us. He always does. And someday we will understand when the time is right.

I know why I “treat others as you would like to be treated.” I have learned to put myself in someone else’s shoes and to open my eyes to how he or she must feel. I get it now, with a huge thanks to you.

On a ‘bigger’ note, thank you so much for writing down how to do laundry. Without these two notecards taped to the bottom of the laundry basket, I wouldn’t know how to do anything. Thank you for that. 🙂

I think about you everyday, even though I don’t text you everyday.

I really do appreciate every single thing you have done for me. I know I don’t say it enough, but I will forever be grateful for all the things you have done for me, and all of the things you have given me, and have given up just for me. Even the small things don’t go unnoticed, and I never forget to say a little thank you in my head, even if I forget to say it to you.

You tell me so many times how proud you are of me, but I don’t think I’ve ever said how proud I am of you. You do so much for not only me, but for everyone you come in contact with. You’ve shown me how to overcome little obstacles with faith, grace, and a good attitude, even when I don’t want to. And then when I stop and realize that I am becoming more and more like you in every single action and in every single word that I say, my heart smiles, because I am beyond glad to be more and more like you.

I admire you, mom, with everything in my heart because of these things, and so much more. I will never forget them. Because of you, I have become a person who tries to be more like Christ in everything I do, loving, kind, patient, selfless, and compassionate. I only hope that I can pass these same characteristics down to my child (or children), so that he/she will be as proud of me as I am of you.

To my dad, 10612802_10153322853656900_297763585831937785_n

I love you, too. Forever and always. And even though I’m 21, I still love to be called your “Tweetybird.”

Thank you for showing me what a great leader of the household is. Now I only hope to find a man just like you (and a mix of Wilbur, too – that’d be spectacular).

You’ve taught me that hard work pays off. All you do is work hard, and I admire you for that.

You always know what to say, and what to do, in order to make me laugh (like a complete idiot when we are at Walmart).

You were always the guinea pig when it came to fun, adventurous things. From hiking below freezing, to riding crazy rollercoasters with me, you were the one, even when you didn’t exactly want to. But you did – for me.

I still remember the note you wrote to me the day you dropped me off at Harding. I read that a lot, and I will never forget that. I still read it. You couldn’t finish the letter, but you wanted to. So I think this is how I take after you.

You’ve taught me a lot alongside mom, and I admire you just as much as her. You helped me learn science and math (basically anything but grammar – haha). I know I am going to be a good engineer because of you and because of mom. You help me in so many ways, it is just unreal.

I am so much like you, and I am super glad to be saying that. I am a lucky girl to have you.

And just like mom, you tell me so many times how proud you are of me, but I don’t think I’ve ever said how proud I am of you. You’ve done so much, taught me so much. I could go on. And I can see you in myself every day, and I love it.

I admire you, dad, with everything in my heart because of these things, and so much more. I will never forget them, and I love you to infinity.


To my brother, my Wilbur

I love you, too. So many things to thank you for also.

You taught me how to play soccer, how to play ping-pong, how to do hurdles, basically any athletic ability that I have is because of you, and I can’t thank you enough. Every bruise that I’ve ever had is because of you, also.

You’ve taught me to be strong, to stand up for myself, to figure things out, to keep working at everything I do, and many many more things. You taught me how to play Rachet and Clank, Timesplitters, COD, Pokemon… man, those were the days.

I know that if I ever need something, I can come to you, just like I can with mom and dad. But if it’s something computer related, then it’s most definitely you.

Most importantly, thanks for being the older sibling and for being the one who got in trouble the most 😉

Who needs a bodyguard when you have a brother like you? You would do anything for me when it came down to this.

You tell me like it is. You’re not afraid to tell me my hair is messed up or anything, and I guess I like you for that too.

I want to be more like you, because you’re just good at everything you do. I admire you, big brother. A bunch. There’s so much stuff I could say to you, but just know that I love you for everything you do and have done. I see a lot of you in myself, and I am happy to say that.



To my church family,

So many things come to my mind to say to you all. But I think this can be summed up in a couple of sentences.

You’ve never failed me. You have always been there accepting me for who I am, praying for me as I go thru things, praying with me, teaching me, believe in me, supporting me, having faith in me, trusting with me, and every other thing imaginable. I would not be who I am without you. You always make me smile. I love you all.



To my friends,

I can’t thank you enough for always being there for me. For talking about boys, sports, fashion, or anything else, you always knew what to say. You all are my rock. So many things come to my mind with you all also, but just know that I love you all. So so much. And I thank you for being my friend thru the good and bad times (but mainly good times, because I’m pretty cool).


To my little Red (wolf), 

Woof woof, bark (don’t worry, he knows what I said). I love you, Red. ❤


To Frost,

You’re so fat and fluffy. Meow, meow. Purr. I love you too, Frosty (she will also know what I said).




Happy Valentine’s Day. I hope you put aside the gifts, and celebrate this wonderful day full of love by telling others how much he or she means to you.



Thankful For The Mess

Thanksgiving. The fourth Thursday in November when families gather together for a day of feasting, football, and each other.

Thanksgiving. A day where everyone is being thankful for what he or she has.

Thanksgiving. A lovely day to celebrate, but I think we, especially me, more than often forget what we should truly be thankful for…

I am a junior in college, and I have a ton of homework (after all, I am an engineering major – imagine that). What does every student say about homework? Yes, I know. Homework is horrible. It is terrible. Bad. No good. Rotten. I get it. But homework is given to us students as a reason, and for that reason is why I am thankful.

This past summer, I recently had my first job. I was the youth leader at my home church, and I loved it. The ideal job. I absolutely adored it. I did not think of it as a job, though. It was more of a passion, and for that, I am thankful.

In August, I started working at the college library. While it is not as loved as my past job, I am still thankful for it. I do not love working at the library like I loved working at my home church, but I am thankful, but let me tell you why.

As we continue our everyday lives, the one thing we hear most is probably someone complaining. I do this a lot. But outside of our complaints, shouldn’t we be thankful? “Ugh, I hate this homework,” but two weeks later here I am saying something totally different while taking a test, “I am so thankful I did that homework!”

Yes, that is exactly it. I was thankful for the homework two weeks after I was given the homework. Let me try to explain this more, so let’s take a step outside of being thankful, shall we?

I have two people that remind me of being thankful. Dr. Seuss and Paul:

Dr. Seuss wrote a book called “Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are?” This story is about an old man and a little boy. They are both sitting on cactus’ and the old man is telling the little boy stories, which all have terrible predicaments that could ensue a person, but of course the old man is wise, and tells the boy, ‘You’re really quite lucky.’

It’s a troublesome world. All the people who’re in it are troubled with troubles almost every minute. You ought to be thankful, a whole heaping lot, for the places and people you’re lucky you’re not.

Ha, we think we have it bad… Dr Seuss is deep, and I love it.

If you look at Paul’s ministry, one of his main themes and his main focus was giving thanks. There are many, and I mean many examples. He writes to the Colossians,

For this reason, since the day we heard about you, we have not stopped praying for you. We continually ask God to fill you with the knowledge of his will through all the wisdom and understanding that the Spirit gives, so that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and please him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, being strengthened with all power according to his glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and giving joyful thanks to the Father, who has qualified you to share in the inheritance of his holy people in the kingdom of light.

And again to the Thessalonians,

give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

Paul is the man, isn’t he? He also practices what he preaches, like in Romans 1:8,

First, I thank my God through Jesus Christ for all of you, because your faith is being reported all over the world.

Paul is thankful! Just like in Malta, in Acts 27,

Now I urge you to take some food. You need it to survive. Not one of you will lose a single hair from his head.” After he said this, he took some bread and gave thanks to God in front of them all. Then he broke it and began to eat.  They were all encouraged and ate some food themselves. Altogether there were 6 of us on board.

Even though he is in a trial, he is thankful!! Shouldn’t we be more like Paul? We have all heard the saying, “Be thankful for the little things.” I understand that life is stressful, but can we still be thankful even in our mess? Even in our chaos?

Can we step back from our mess and say, “For this, I am thankful?” Take a step away from the complaining, and think about what you can be thankful for – really! Let us not forget to be thankful in every circumstance. And here is why:

I am thankful for…

  1. The hair the comes from my cat, Frosty, because that means she is always there (and normal).313165_10150394204796900_1599007861_n
  2. The slobber that comes from my dog, Red, when I come home to see him after a long day, because that means I have a happy dog, who loves me.Red
  3. The parking spot in the boonies because that means I am capable of walking and have been blessed with a car.
  4. The one lady who sings off key at church, because that means I can hear.
  5. The hard and tough times because that means I have strength to overcome them.
  6. The screaming babies in church because that means the church isn’t dying.
  7. The long and hard day at work because that means I am employed.
  8. The rotten smell in the upstairs part of church when the AC stops (only at Slicer Street) because that means I can smell.
  9. The tears that fall from my eyes when I am hurt, because that means I can express emotion and feel.
  10. The hot July weddings and sweating like crazy, because that means I gain a new family member – a sister-in-law. 11811291_10153400871581900_3537351538591070294_n
  11. The times I injured myself while playing a sport, because that means I was active and able to play a sport.
  12. The next door neighbor who lost his leg, because that means he loves his country, as well as you and me.
  13. The clothes that fit a little too snug, because that means I have plenty to eat.
  14. The 5:40 AM alarm, because that means I am alive.

We are told to be thankful in everything, so let’s be thankful in all that we do, even in our mess.