Pennies for Plasma

When I was born,
(19 years ago from tomorrow)
There were many complications and my mother almost died.
But because of 4 pints of a blood transfusion from members of my families ward,
She lived.
And I did as well.

Today I had the privilege to save lives.
I donated my plasma.
It was a very rigorous process, but in the end, I felt extremely thankful to my Heavenly Father.
We are SO SO blessed.
How much do we take for granted?

"An ounce of blood is worth more than a pound of friendship." -Spanish Proverb

Camel-Lynn

At this very moment, my family is driving to the airport to drop off my older sister.

Kam-Bam.

It's a weird feeling because I've had it over and over again.

She is moving to Massachusetts and might be gone for a loooong time.

But even after all of the many times that she has left, I still feel sad about it.

Kam cried when she hugged me good-bye.

Wow. I love her.

I remember the summer she was 16.

She worked at a summer-girl-camp and was gone all throughout the week, 

then come home on weekends. 

But this summer (I must of been turning 14) was grandparent summer.

I had been staying with my Grams & Rodge and because of complications, 

didn't come home for about a month.

Anyways.

When I finally got home, my Mom took me to pick up Kam for the weekend.

I'll always remember this moment.

Right when we saw eachother, we burst into tears.

It was the first time we had been apart for so long.

We just hugged and hugged.

She smelled of camp-fire and tacos.

But I still held on to her.

Cherish your families.

We never know how long we have to be together.

"Our most basic instinct is not for survival but for family. 

 Most of us would give our own life for the survival of a family member, 

yet we lead our daily life too often as if we take our family for granted."

Parentals.

I didn't think I would be saying this, but I kind of miss my parents.
I miss noise in the house. I miss my sisters.
Or I just hate being alone for three days.
But either way, I love my family.

wOw mOm

Sometimes I take life for granted. Actually, all the time. I wake up, brush my teeth, curl my hair, put on some makeup then go out the door to what I consider "freedom." It's not really habit for me to clean up my room or wash a few dishes before leaving the house. And I've been thinking about this a lot in terms of my mom. She has put up with me for almost 19 years. She has listened, talked, sang, cried, laughed, slept, hugged, and cared for me with practically nothing in return. How selfish am I?! And how UN-selfish is my mother?! I know that Mothers day was last month, but I want to spend today thanking my mother and all that she has ever done for me. Wow Mom. You are truly the best. Thanks thanks thanks.