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First, for all of those that left feedback on my political post---thank you. Thank you for having an opinion and thank you for sharing. I love politics and am so excited to see how this crazy election is going to unfold. Honestly, neither candidate is perfect (I think we can all agree on that!) What we need to do is examine what matters most to us individually and then vote the candidate that best represents it.

Eliza and I went to Utah for the celebration of my grandfather's 90th birthday. It was a simple celebration held at their church house with my parents, siblings, all of my 33 cousins and 12 aunts and uncles


I can't even begin to describe what a wonderful family I have, it is one of my greatest blessings. My grandparents and parents are such fine examples to me of how to be a parents. Out of the 40 or so marriages in that family, there has not been one split. I told my dad that I wanted the recipe for success and he said it is simple, it's all about time...(he he, just like the Mormon ad "family, it's about time...)

He told me that his parents loved to spend time with the family and were always there for him. It struck an emotional chord with me as I recalled my own childhood. My parents were always there for me too. They were physically at every harp lesson, concert, recital, debate tournament etc. etc. and emotionally there for the bad days at school, boyfriend breakups....they were always there. The fact that they cared so much created this bond of trust between us. I had the desire to be close to them and didn't need to rely on friends for security or self esteem. What a treat for a young mother like me to be able to recall this at this point in my life. I am busy-probably too busy and need to constantly remind myself that the greatest gift that I can give to my kids is my emotional and physical time. It is such a small sacrifice, in fact, a great leader just said that the those young challenging years when your kids need you the most is really only 10% of your life. I can give 10%-the "busy" stuff can wait. Thanks mom and dad.

Comments

The Dillon 6 said…
it's no wonder you're such a great example ~ you're following in great footseps. :)
Liza said…
Bianca-

I made it to your blog!!! You are an awesome writer! It was so fun to read...I have been on here for a 1/2 hour! I promise to start my blog this month....ok...next! It was so fun to see you and you're right...this is a GREAT way to keep in touch. I haven't been converted until I read your blog...I'm born-again!

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