That could have been the title at today's sermon at the Baptist Church. Though we usually go to the Catholic Church, we wanted to try something new today. It was great! The message seemed directed just to me... Brian must have jabbed me in the side every minute or so as the pastor highlighted yet another thing that I do ALL THE TIME. I am such a worrier. From the legitimate, "Will Dad be OK," to the highly unlikely, "Will Kailyn ever get kidnapped or harmed?" I even worry about things that have already happened, like "Why did I buy a new snowmachine last year?" Anyways, the moral of the story was to stop worrying, which does nothing for anybody, especially yourself, and start praying. Seems to be a much better course of action... Instead of dwelling on the negative, wish positive things for those in need (even if it's yourself). When I lay in bed at night and think of those families overseas that have soldiers patrolling their neighborhoods and friends and family members being doused with kerosene and burned alive... I cry and feel so sad for them. Which doesn't really do much for them or me. I'm sad, they're still living in a nightmare. I hope that I can focus those emotions and try to do something small for them, and maybe, if we all did the same, it might really make a difference. Who knows?
On the same note, he talked about being thankful for the situations that we are in. Not as in "Oh, I've just been in a car crash, praise the Lord," but as in "Oh, I've just been in a car crash, thank God that I'm not alone." He suggested that we think of all the blessings God has bestowed upon us, and maybe even share them with a loved one.
Here's a few of mine:
Living in a place where a family can go out to find their own perfect Christmas tree.
Having a daughter healthy enough to wonder what in the heck we are doing cutting down trees in below zero weather.
For some reason, I cannot post any more pictures. I will try again in a few days to put the ones of the tree and Kailyn & Santa up.
We took Kailyn down to Caswell (just outside Talkeetna) for her first tent-camping experience. Brian's dad needed some help building a shop, so it seemed like the perfect time... and the perfect time it was! Mike, Erin, & Tyler met us on Friday, and it was great to spend some time with the family. Kailyn took a little effort to adjust to sleeping in the "Nen," but eventually got the hang of it. I am looking forward to some mommy-daughter camping trips this summer... maybe one down to Seward!
As you can see in the 2nd shop pic, there is some cleared space to the right of the shop - that's where their house will eventually go.
We had a great visit last weekend with Memere Beauvais... until Kailyn got really sick on Saturday afternoon. Thank goodness there were two of us to snuggle with! She was up a few times Saturday night, had a fever of 101.6, and even threw up, but Sunday was pretty much back to normal! Go figure? If I was sick like that, I am sure that I would be out for a week! I think that Memere has some magic healing powers =). Not only was she great with Kailyn, she also helped me get some of my Christmas presents almost finished (whew!). 
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