3rd grade love story....

I won't be divulging which of my 3 third graders told me this story so as not to break any confidentiality but I had to share the funniest story of 3rd grade love.  

I have  a pretty good memory and I remember 3rd grade.  I remember a cute blonde boy named Derrick gave me some earrings for Christmas.  I was slightly embarrassed since I didn't even know he liked me but I was flattered. Third grade love :)

So when I was having an evening of "special time" with one of my boys, who shall remain nameless, I started asking about how third grade was going.  They have a friend who just moved into the school but wasn't in their class so I asked whose class he was in and who else was in the class.  After naming several boys in the class he mentioned his "girlfriend" was in the class as well.

I said, "how do you know she's your girlfriend, have you kissed her?"  He said "no", I said, "have you held her hand?"  He said "no".  I said "well then how do you know she is your girlfriend?"  He replied, "well everyone in the third grade has been saying we make a cute couple and we are meant for each other so at recess I asked her what she thought about that and she said she didn't know and asked me what I thought about it and I said I didn't know, then she started ignoring me.  I'm pretty sure that means she likes me" :)  I said, "I thinks that is exactly what that means."

AHHH third grade love.....so sweet :)

Reflections....

It seems the last few months I have been either drawn to or lead to several different blogs that have changed the way I look at my life.  I realize I have so much to be thankful for and as I read thru different blogs and see some of the trials others are dealing with I am truly amazed at the faith and strength of others.  These women have been dealt enormous trials.  I can only imagine the difficulty they are dealing with.  Some share the same LDS beliefs that I do and some do not but all are women of faith.  One has lost a spouse, one has a young child with cancer, one has a husband with a traumatic brain injury, one lost a baby (who happened to be a triplet which made me extra sympathetic).  I read thru their stories and I am heartbroken.  I find myself sobbing at my computer, fasting and praying for people I have never met, yet somehow feel a connection to. It makes me think, what do I have to blog about...or complain about in my life for that matter...but most importantly it makes me THINK...truly think of my Savior.  He has felt their sorrows and pain, he knows exactly how they feel where I can only imagine the pain they must be going thru.  I sometimes wonder why...why such terrible things happen to good people.  But the lessons learned are unforgettable.  I think of difficult times I have had in my own life and realize they have made me who I am today.  As my children grow older I see how hard it is to watch them struggle.  I wish I could solve the problems but deep down I know they must face difficulties because they will grow from them.  I can't imagine how difficult it is at times for our Heavenly Father to watch us suffer, but he knows even more than I do that it will be for our good.  And he is ALWAYS there for us....ALWAYS.