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love my plan!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!! What a great day my birthday was. Woke up, went to the gym, Got ready for work, only had one patient and then had the rest of the day to myself. Love being independent and on my own. My family and friends came over to our house to have cake and ice cream. Spending time with the ones I care about is the best gift I could ask for.


Making my wish?


Work went well. Having a good attitude in situations makes it 85% better or more :) One of the aide got another job this week, Wednesday was her last day :( She was such a ray of sunshine to see when I went to work.
Yesterday I woke up early and ran 8 miles. My plan was to run to my house in Sugarhouse to my parents house in Cottonwood Heights about 10 miles. Didn't make it, I fell twice on my run because of the snowy roads and the snow was way WAY wet and I was freezing. So, when I first fell, I tripped over a dirt pile which was underneath the snow and from there I decided to turn around. I am kind of bummed because I didn't go to my parents house, but I felt so good when running so now I am not that worried about my half. Something that I need to remember is that the reason why I signed up was to just finish. As I am training my competitiveness is starting to run through my veins and I love it!
That evening Steve and I went rock climbing with Genae one of the most amazing LVAD nurses and her cute family. Wow, my arms were basically floating afterwards. Rock climbing is tough work. We had a blast. So fun to catch up with her.


I spoke with my possible surrogate about everything her concerns and my concerns. There is so much that has to go on to make this thing happen, but it is going to be worth it in the end. Sometimes I think about why I met her when I did and how Heavenly Father took place in all of this because of my plan here on earth. Sometimes your plan isn't that bright or fun, but other times its amazing and life changing.


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