Gratitude

“I give unto men weakness that they may be humble; and my grace is sufficient for all men that humble themselves before me… for if they humble themselves before me and have faith in me, then will I make weak things become strong unto them.” (Ether 12:27)

One of my weaknesses is that I deal with anxiety, especially in a crowd. I have been praying to know what I can do to become stronger. A few months ago, I was asked to play violin in church several times and I was invited to be in the Broadway review.

I almost backed out of playing the violin in church because of my fears. It’s hard enough to go to church and sit in the crowd, let alone play the violin for them. Then I realized that perhaps these invitations were an answer to my prayers. Maybe I needed to exercise myself a little bit more to regain my confidence. Maybe I needed to be known by a few more people so I didn’t feel so anxious at church.

“My dear young sisters, you need to know that you will experience your own adversity. None is exempt. You will suffer, be tempted, and make mistakes. You will learn [that] through overcoming challenges come growth and strength.

“It is your reaction to adversity, not the adversity itself, that determines how your life’s story will develop.” (Dieter F. Uchtdorf, “Your Happily Ever After,” Ensign, May 2010, 124-27)

My experiences playing violin in sacrament meetings and the musical were not easy. These were acts of faith that required everything that I could give. Richard helped me because he was my accompanist. My friends were a help. Mark prayed for me every time I got up to play. I hoped that the music would heal someone.

Here is a picture of me that someone took backstage at the musical last night. After all of the rehearsals and the new friendships gained through my experiences there, I didn’t feel nearly as much fear as I do in church.

Fiddler

“God whispers in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but he shouts in our pains; it is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.” C.S. Lewis

“If thou art called to pass through tribulation…know thou, my son, that all these things shall give thee experience, and shall be for thy good.” (D&C 122:5,7)

“He delivereth and he rescueth, and he worketh signs and wonders in heaven an in earth, who hath delivered Daniel from the power of the lions.” (Daniel 6:27)

Mark has not been healthy all month. A few days ago, he broke out in hives all over his body. We don’t know what caused it. It could be a reaction to an antibiotic or just an over-the-top immune response to a virus. He was miserable. It was scary. It was exhausting. We were blessed to find a good doctor. We feel blessed that he has responded to medication and he’s not covered in hives anymore.

“Though it may seem that you are alone, angels attend you. Though you may feel that no one can understand… our Savior, Jesus Christ understands… you are not alone.” (Dieter F. Uchtdorf, “Your Happily Ever After,” Ensign, May 2010, 124-27)

We received some thank you notes this week. For me, the written word is the best gift. This has been a difficult week. I received kind notes almost every day this week, and these lifted me. These people were a few of my angels as they took time to write something.

From one of Paige’s teachers:

Usually a note from a teacher is bad news…not so in this case. I just wanted to drop you a quick note to let you know how nice it is to have Paige in [class]. She is a conscientious student who is consistently at the top of the class. Her behavior in class is excellent, which is very much appreciated. Parents play an important role in their student’s success. Thanks for supporting her in her academic endeavors.

From Mark’s teacher:

Dear Angela, I am so sorry Mark is having this problem. (There was more, but it is personal.)

From the pharmacist, who went to war with the insurance company for me so we could get a medication:

I worked my magic. Have a nice weekend! After I picked up the medication, she said, “Now go treat yourself to something nice.”

From a new friend:

What an angel you are! Thank you for … It really meant a lot to me.
Love your friend,

From ward members:

…You have so much to offer…

and

…The arrangement was lovely and was played faultlessly. Thanks for sharing your talents…

From my sister:

Break a leg tonight! ( or maybe not since you will be on a roof…) I hope you are having a marvelous time!

There were many people who reached out in concern, built us up, prayed for us, and helped us through this big week. I believe there were unseen angels there to help, too.

I believe in angels, miracles, and that faith requires work. Through tough experiences, I learn that that we are loved by our Heavenly Father.

Frankenstein Valentines

DSC_9203I spent some time making tissue paper carnations with first graders this week. I came home and made more and now I have a shelf full of happy paper carnation bouquets. I don’t know why handling paper is a favorite activity of mine.

We aren’t quite finished with the Halloween candy, but Valentine’s Day came anyway, and along with candy came a great variety of Valentines for the elementary boys. We exchanged Valentines each year with the home school groups in Arizona, so this wasn’t completely new; however, the amount of candy and the selection of Valentines is more plentiful and varied in public school.

My favorite quote of the week came from Timothy as he looked through his Valentines as we ran an errand in the car: “Why did she give me a Frankenstein Valentine?”

Frankenstein?

frankenstein You know what? He DOES look a little like Frankenstein. Both Mark and Timothy received this Valentine. Ewwwww.

Reading and eating

I’ve been reading all weekend. I’m most happy when I’m in the middle of three or four books. This weekend, my selections were For Times of Trouble by Jeffrey R. Holland (for reflection); C.S. Lewis: A Biography by Roger Lancelyn Green and Walter Hooper (for more reflection); Love, Stargirl by Jerry Spinelli (because I loved the author’s book, Stargirl); and Oddfellow’s Orphanage by Emily Winfield Martin (for its illustrations).

While I have been reading, the kids have been skiing, eating, resting in bed because they are sick, eating, reading, practicing music, eating, sledding down the driveway, eating, building snowmen, and (apparently) eating.

There is one orange, an apple, one piece of ham, and a couple of pieces of leftover lasagna in the refrigerator. The milk is nearly gone and the snacks in the pantry have been swept clean. You would never know that I went grocery shopping on Friday.

100th Day

Mark ninjasMark made a book of 100 things for his 100th day of school. This is my favorite page. The loud things are microphones. The quiet things are ninjas.

Fiddler

Angie fiddler program23 years ago, I was taking violin lessons from Liz Deters. She played the violin for Fiddler on the Roof at Sundance Summer Theater. When she went on vacation that summer, I got to fill in for her in the orchestra pit.

She told me, after handing me the paycheck, “Angie, now you are a professional violinist.”

Angie fiddler 1990I was 15 and my hair was very big. Enjoy your laugh. My mom asked me to pose  in front of the orchestra pit, which was a cold, dark, primitive arrangement which was covered with insufficient plastic when it rained. I depended heavily on the accordion player and I made some big mistakes, but I did it. I played for a huge audience.

This experience, although small, meant so much to me. It was the biggest moment in my violin career, and one of only two gigs for which I have been paid.

I didn’t choose to follow violin dreams. I never felt like I fit in with the company that I kept. The crowd was elite and intense. My poor skill in scales and theory as well as my lack of a broad knowledge of violin repertoire are my weaknesses.

However, I have always felt that I had a gift, even if it wasn’t well honed. I told myself that when people asked me to play, I would say yes. I have said no to requests only two times in the 29 years that I have played.

Saying yes is the price to keep my skills.

Funerals, missionary farewells, firesides, Stake Broadway shows, Church and community Christmas concerts, sacrament meetings, mountain hillsides, and desert landscapes are a small list of my amateur venues over the years. I’ve also been a part of a couple of ensembles and I was the concert master in an orchestra in Tucson.

Since moving back to Utah, I have been asked to play OFTEN. I’m working to reestablish a good practice schedule. Last night I had a great time at the Stake Broadway Review rehearsals. I get to play Fiddler again, and I’m loving it.

The show is on February 23rd. Come!

It’s been a little while since Timothy was mentioned

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Our Timothy is TEN, goes to Webelos, skiis, reads all of the time, plays piano smashingly, and continues to melt my heart every day.

Perhaps my favorite thing about Timothy these days is the way he greets me when I pick him up at school. No matter what, he’ll give me the biggest smile and hug, right in front of his friends, even if they are talking to him.

Without words, he says, “Excuse me, but I see my mom and I always give her a hug. Your story will just have to wait until tomorrow.” He gives me a hug and all of his attention shifts from his friends to me and Mark as we walk down the hill together.

I am incredibly proud of Timothy. He has made all of the transitions of the past  6 months with courage and smiles and unabashed hugs.

From the kitchen window

DSC_9196Last night’s fog made this spectacular sight this morning:

DSC_9202Every tiny branch, carefully frosted and shimmery. I love that we have this forest in our backyard.

DSC_9199Beautiful!

Mail day

Earlier this week I declared it “Care Package Day” and I prepared several packages for people who weren’t expecting anything. I didn’t spend much; I found a paperback book, a little chocolate, and some novelties. For some people, I just wrote a letter. I like to imagine their reaction when they get these unexpected tokens of my affection in their mail box.

This little activity got me through the last murky days of January. Hooray! It’s good for everyone.

Patriot of the Month

DSC_9184We gathered in the auditorium of Daniel’s school this week to surprise the winners of the Patriot of the Month award. There was a boy and girl from each grade selected and their parents were invited to write a short introduction to their child to be read at the assembly.

This is what we wrote about Daniel:

This young man has always shown an independent and daring spirit, and he might tell you that it’s because he was born in Texas. He is missing from a lot of family snapshots because he is usually ahead of everyone else, whether it’s on a hike or working on a project. He has a room full of baseball and piano awards which he has worked hard to earn.  He has a talent for building and engineering, and lately he shows this by the many Lego Mindstorms robots we find around the house.

He is a reader, often going through 2 or 3 books in a week. He likes to laugh. His favorite sports are baseball and skiing. He just moved to Utah in August and he loves that he can go skiing so often here.

He is very musical. He has played the piano for 7 years and he just started playing the cello. He has won many awards for his piano compositions over the years.

As a family, we would like to congratulate him on this award. We appreciate that he is a good friend and a dependable person. We know that he will do many more great things with his life.

DSC_9183After the assembly, he got to skip class and eat muffins with the principal and parents. Good job, Daniel!