Saturday, January 27, 2018
Friday, January 26, 2018
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Our Becks is 18 months old today. He is joy and love, smart and determined, sassy and sarcastic, and has filled my world with laughter and happiness. Add a little bit of naughty to the list and you have a perfect recipe for our Beckerman. "It is amazing how much love and laughter they bring into our lives and even how much closer we become with each other because of them." – John Grogan (Author, Marley & Me) #beckermanmojibailey
Tuesday, January 16, 2018
FINALLY! I've been stressing about Beckerman's return to RSL since the end of last season. I can also finally say that I'm okay with his haircut. I loved his dreads but I also know they don't define who he is on the pitch. I'm glad he's sticking around! Cap is back! #Repost @realsaltlake with @insta.save.repost • • •
Monday, January 15, 2018
Watching the @utahroyalsfc soccer team grow has been fun to watch. I have been pleasantly surprised with the talent of each player added to the roster. Having a professional women's soccer team in Utah is almost too good to be true. (Bring Mia Hamm out of retirement and I will be the happiest human on the face of the earth.) When I saw that Desiree signed with @utahroyalsfc, I was stoked. She is one of the best players on the Canadian Women's National soccer team. What, and who, has happened so far for this team is incredible. 👋 Welcome to the fam, Desiree! 👋 #Repost @utahroyalsfc with @insta.save.repost • • •
I think the world needs a little bit of Martin Luther King. JR. We need courage, not cowardice; honesty instead of fear; love, not hate. "People fail to get along because they fear each other; they fear each other because they don't know each other; they don't know each other because they have not communicated with each other." MLK, JR.
Sunday, January 14, 2018
Collective Souls
I love to write. I see the gathering of words as a work of art. They are soft and strong and hold great power in the way they are presented; they can start a war and they can end a war. The potential outcome of words found in a novel, a love poem, a rallying speech, an essay, even a fanatical declaration depend on the sentiment and appeal of the writer and reader. The complexity alone never ceases to amaze me. Since I write with my feelings, I tend to move into a personal narrative when I get lost in the writing process. I suppose all fiction has truth; every breath I've taken in this life holds memories and dreams. Every beating of my heart replays moments and emotions like the precision of a needle on vinyl. When combining the breaths I take with the drumming of my heart, I often discover a rhythm as I sink into the sand at the edge of the tide. Once my heart begins to breathe and my lungs are filled with the collected air of all the souls I used to be, I always, with unfailing gratitude, find my story in the ink.
"We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget. We forget the loves and the betrayals alike, forget what we whispered and what we screamed, forget who we were. I have already lost touch with a couple of people I used to be . . .""
Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Saturday, January 13, 2018
Tuesday, January 9, 2018
I've been missing Mia a bit more than normal this last week; I think about her every day and I still have moments when my heart aches for her. It finally hit me a few days ago that today marks 18 months without her. When I have a full blown Mia day and tears sit in the corners of my eyes, Beckerman sweetly licks away the drops that escape. I'll ask him to tell Mia that I love and miss her. I have even promised him that I'll give him all the treats in the world if he'll talk to me in human, but he must still be thinking about it. He's a very stubborn boy! Sometimes, as he licks away my tears, he decides he may as well clean my entire face. And my nostrils. And then he finishes his cleansing ritual by sticking his tongue in my ear. I've begun to realize that this is his way of reassuring me about Mia. She knows I love and miss her and, therefore, tells Beckerman to lick away my tears with lots of kisses. The nostril and ear cleanse is all him. My life has been enriched because of Mia and Beckerman. #princessmiasarahbailey #beckermanmojibailey
Thursday, January 4, 2018
Wednesday, January 3, 2018
Our prophet, President Thomas S. Monson, passed away peacefully in his home surrounded by family. #Repost @ldschurch with @insta.save.repost .... I am grateful for the Gospel of Jesus Christ and for the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation. President Monson will be missed, but I find comfort in knowing he is no longer in pain. I believe heaven witnessed a beautiful reunion between he and his sweet wife. The following is a quote (one of my favorites) shared in his memory -'"We truly need Him every hour, whether they be hours of sunshine or of rain.” — Thomas S. Monson
Monday, January 1, 2018
I remember having to memorize the preface of Charles Dickens’ novel The Tale of Two Cities in my 9th grade English class. It was a big part of our grade and I remember working my butt off to memorize that list of paradoxes; it must’ve made some kind of impact because I still have it memorized to this day. Looking back on 2017 is a bit like Dickens’ famous preface; the amount of uncertainty regarding many aspects of my life is frustrating. In fact, I think the word paradox, in general, is a great way to surmise the way I feel about life in general. My mental health isn’t great and my 92 year-old grand-mother is in better physical health than I am, but I cannot deny my beautiful life. I’ve been blessed beyond measure. I’m not sure I can let go of the incongruity I’m currently facing, so my 2018 goal is to find the beauty in the contradictions. When I’m sad, I’m going to think about happy times. When I ache, I’ll focus on the times I’ve lived without pain. If I had the ability to memorize this list of conflicting inconsistencies, I sure as hell have the ability to make sure the "best of times" outweigh the "worst of time. My greatest hope is that in 2018 I will see many "seasons of Light" and less "seasons of Darkness". #seeya2017 #bringiton2018
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