I am....

Blogging is the most difficult undertaking I have ever encountered. Especially when I am feeling quiet. A retreat to no where with no responsibilites, no one knocking on the door needing anything, a true peace and quiet. It doesn't happen and it dawned on me today that those retreats are not life. Life is beautiful and so are the people that are in it. I sat in Relief Society today watching the women whom I barley know. One can sit and make judgements about who they are, where they come from, what each woman represents in their family. It's inspiring. There are some strong women out there who endure daily happenings just as much as I. Everyone encounters their own set of challenges to work through. Spiritual, physical, financial. Yet we all have the same foundation and resources to get through it. I'm so grateful for the gospel that I know. For a Heavenly Father that pours blessing after blessing upon me even when I'm not "in-tune". For friends that care even when I'm not listening. Although I may pout from time to time that I feel alone in this big ole world with the burden of every single happening on my shoulders and often times without a break or someone that is there just for me to share my joys and tears with, it's this way because it's the plan. The Lord works mysteriously and I promise to be paitent.

I listen to my IPod while exericsing and one of the most motivating songs I listen to is called I Am. I am not perfect, but I am me. It goes....

"I Am"

I'm an angel, I'm a devil
I am sometimes in between
I'm as bad it can get
And good as it can be
Sometimes I'm a million colors
Sometimes I'm black and white
I am all extremes
Try figure me out you never can
There's so many things I am

I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
And powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am

I'm someone filled with self-belief
And haunted by self-doubt
I've got all the answers
I've got nothing figured out
I like to be by myself
I hate to be alone
I'm up and I am down
But that's part of the thrill
Part of the plan
Part of all of the things I am

I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
And powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am

I'm a million contradictions
Sometimes I make no sense
Sometimes I'm perfect
Sometimes I'm a mess
Sometimes I'm not sure who I am

I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
And powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am

I am special
I am beautiful
I am wonderful
And powerful
Unstoppable
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am
Of all the things I am
Sometimes I'm miserable
Sometimes I'm pitiful
But that's so typical of all the things I am
Of all the things I am