Late Night Drives...

We just got back this morning at 2:30 from the motel and we left it in much better condition that we found it. I am very confident in the new manager and am SO relieved to have someone in there again that we trust completely. The Lord truly blesses us with what we need. It may not be exactly what we think we need or when we think we need, but it all works out. I am so grateful for that knowledge.

It was cloudy there for most of the time. I forgot how much I LOVE cloudy days. I miss them. I am not a "sunny" person. I appreciate an occasional sunny day, but for the most part, I love my days dark and cloudy. It's so relaxing, so calming. Plus, it rains, which makes things green. O how I miss green things. It's very brown here. I guess this trip just made me homesick. I am a Montana girl...I love the fact that it changes weather every 5 minutes, but that most of the time, you can count on it being cloudy. I love that I know once the snow melts away, there will be the most amazing green you've ever seen. I am grateful for the time J and I have had away to have to rely on each other and pull strength from each other while we are away from family, but I am anxiously awaiting the time when we will be able to go back.

This was the first time I wasn't able to go to my brother's grave on Memorial Day. That's hard. I don't think there is a day that goes by that I don't think of him, even though it's almost been only 6 years. I wonder what it would've been like had he lived, if we hadn't gone through what we went through. Life would be so much different... I would be so much different. I am grateful for it. It's taken me a long time to be able to say this, but I am grateful. It's weird moving on with the rest of my life and not having him be apart of it. He was probably at my wedding, even though I couldn't see him, but he wasn't there there, ya know? He doesn't know J. I think they would've gotten along great...they would've pulled some crazy stunts. Ty was always such a joker...and J has a little mischevious side too. It's hard thinking my kids won't know him. Ty was always amazing with kids. Both my brothers are. I find comfort in the fact that the Lord needed him more on the other side than he needed him here, and that I will see him again. I am grateful he was in my life at all. I learned amazing lessons from him. Some are too great and too sacred to express.This is the product of late night drives...thinking...wondering...what ifs.


Managers and Motels...

Wow...what a crazy, whirlwind of a weekend. We got a call on Sunday night at about 11:30 or 12:00 from our manager saying he was leaving that night and taking the motel's cash deposits with him. So, J called the police and reported it as a robbery. We worked it out and just let him take his pay we owed him in deposits so he could leave and wouldn't trash our motel. So we got everything in order and left for Utah Monday morning and we got here this morning at 1:00. We tried to open the door with the keys that were left for us from a guy who came and made sure everything was OK, and we couldn't open the manager's unit door and the front door was bolted from the inside and we couldn't get in, so we slept in the truck, with the dogs. I probably got about 3 to 4 hours of sleep...maybe. All the while this is going on, the manager is threatening to sue us and press charges for whatever...he doesn't have a leg to stand on...completely crazy. Other of our business associates that have had to deal with him completely agree and are singing our praises now that he is gone. So J had to break in the motel through the ventilation system from the laundry room (which had a copious amount of trash and CLEAN, or used to be clean, sheets strewn about everywhere) which we did have the key for. We finally get in and there is some trash all over the apartment, but not too bad. The sink is clogged with nachos and the tub is clogged with dirt, the hot water handle is nowhere to be found (I have no idea how they were showering), but the worst of it is when we remodeled this manager's unit in the beginning we paid a painter to paint over these weird mint green walls in the manager's unit and paint in the lobby, but now, there are pencil sketchings and yellow paint that looks like a honeycomb (none of it is finished) with penciled pillars and such...I AM SO MAD ABOUT THAT!!! That cost a large chunk of change to have it painted nicely and now, it's got crap all over it! Not to mention the fact that in another bedroom, he slammed the door knob through the wall. I don't understand people at all. He wasn't doing his job, was stealing, and basically vandalizing our hotel, and he has the nerve to say he is going to press charges and sue us! For what?! He claims we owe them money for extra stuff they did...this is what he considers extra--lawn work (last I checked, that was included in the job description), painting rooms (which also, was included in the job description), and creating a website (which he owns, we don't, and don't want to own). It's insane and I am trying really hard to wrap my head around how he is feeling or thinking or whatever, and I can't.

This has definitely been an eye opening experience. I have a hard time controlling my anger when I get angry. I start to shake and my heart feels like it will beat out of my chest and I just want to yell and cry. My husband is amazing. He gets these calls and talks to the manager while the manager is yelling at him with all these threats of whatever, and he stays cool as a cucumber, like it's all water off a duck's back. Sunday night, after all of this happened and we were getting ready for bed, we were saying our couple prayers and it was his turn to pray...and the most amazing thing happened. He was saying his prayer, and he asked Heavenly Father to bless the manager and his wife that they would find work and a place to stay. After all the stress and grief that this man has caused my husband, my husband sincerely prays for his well being. Never has "Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you..." spoken so strongly to me. I am so grateful for my husband and what an amazing example he is to me. I have been trying to really work on it since then. Really try and be Christ-like. Right now, the first step is just trying to keep my mouth shut and not grab the phone from J everytime they call, and I think that's a big step for me. But I am going to try harder.

Well, it's been a nice break, but I haven't eaten all day, so I am going to go get some food. And maybe try and find a shower...I am SO dirty. :( BLECH!


Happy Mother's Day Mom!

Happy Mother's Day to my Mom--the best Mom ever.

She is my best friend. I can tell her anything and know that she won't judge or look down on me for it. She is the best listener, and always knows just the right things to say, and exactly when to say them.

We love to go to the movies together! That is one of her favorite things to do, and I love going with her.
She is an avid reader! She is always reading something and it's not just easy reads. She loves to challenge her mind and learn something new all the time! I remember reading books after she would read them and there would be writing all up and down the margins--thoughts, definitions, etc.

She loves to swim. She just got back from visiting me and the whole time she was here, all she wanted to do was swim and get a tan. My mom has the most gorgeous olive skin. Pretty much flawless with the perfect color. She is so beautiful.

She is a genuinely fun person! She is the one who taught me how to toilet paper (I started participating in this activity when I was 3), she taught me how to skinny dip (now I chunky dunk, but it's the same concept), and she taught me how to do Chinese Fire Drills. She has a huge zest for life and always tries her hardest to be her best. The following picture is of her and my brother engaged in a snowball fight the last time we visited them in Montana. She use to play softball so she has a wicked arm.

She is also totally in love with my Dad, which I love. I never remember a time that I questioned their total devotion to each other. They went on their first date when Mom was 13 and Dad was 14 and after a few ups and downs they got married 6 years later and never looked back. They are such a great example to me of what marriage should be.

There is so much more I could write about my Mom. She is basically one of the most amazing people I know and I am so grateful Heavenly Father sent me to her. I love you, Mom! Wish I could be there with you today, but know that you are loved from far, far away!