Provo Vacation

Ryan started a new job yesterday and had a week off between jobs.  So we took advantage of that to go down to Provo, UT, for a little vacation!

We stayed in a hotel and pretty much spent our time chilling in our room our driving around the local scene.  Some of the places we visited included the Provo City Center Temple for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, restaurants, and a play place called Coconut Cove.

Ryan has the rest of the pictures from the trip, so I’ll post those later today.

The Provo City Center Temple is very special to our family because it’s the temple where Ryan and I got married!

It used to be a tabernacle where certain meetings were held before it was destroyed in a fire.

After the tragedy, they announced that they’d rebuild the historic building into a holy temple. That was a year or two before Ryan and I got married there.

Is astonishing to me how God turns bad experiences into good ones.

We went to a lot of delicious restaurants while we were there, staring with our tradition for nearly every vacation we take which is a buffet called Chuck-a-Rama.

Coconut Cove was a lot like a play place you’d find in a McDonald’s. . . Times 10! It was so much fun! Garrett was scared to do anything at first, but then he went on a really big slide and conqured his fears. Suddenly, he wanted to do everything!

We’re so dang proud of him!

It was a very fun trip with highs and lows. The lowest point being when we forgot Garrett’s binky and had to drive all the way back home just so we could get some sleep.

But I’m grateful that we had the opportunity to spend some good family time together before seeing off on our family’s next big adventure with Ryan’s new job!

Thanks for reading!

Love you all!

~ Chandler R. Williamson

My Daddy

On December 28th, 2021, my dad passed through the veil of mortality and met our redeemer, Jesus Christ.

My dad had practically every health problem you could think of from occasional skin cancer to kidney disease. For most of my life, he was in bed. Before all this sickness, he was a master woodworker. Our miracle worker with wood, whichever you prefer. His attention to detail in his woodworking projects never creased to amaze me and everyone who knew him.

He built everything, including my parents house and the crib Garrett sleep in when he was a baby. Any children we have will sleep in that crib and I’ll always remember that my daddy built it with his own hands.

My daddy is my biggest hero.

Through all of his trials in life, he stayed positive. He had a sense of humor that spoiled into nearly everything he did and a laugh that was a contagious as it was loud. I have my Daddy’s laugh. 🤣

When I was in high school and crying because I’d been picked on or something like that, I went to my dad crying. He held me until I called down. In the midst of my dramatic breakdown, I cried out something along the lines of, “why did God do this to me?”

It was one of the many times he lived the quote found in the book we Latter-Day Saints see as scripture, the Doctrine and Covenants.

43 Reproving betimes with sharpness, when moved upon by the Holy Ghost; and then showing forth afterwards an increase of love toward him whom thou hast reproved, lest he esteem thee to be his enemy; Doctrine and Covenants 121:43

He said to me, “Never say that again. God is never too blame for your circumstances.”

He didn’t snap very often, but when he did, you knew he was serious and he meant business. I’ll be honest, I felt a little sheepish.

Then, he softened his tone and stroke my hair before continuing.

“That’s how I’m able to handle all the health problems I’ve had. I never blame Heavenly Father for my problems. Because of my Savior, Jesus Christ, I’m strong enough to handle what comes at me.”

That has stuck with me.

I’m certainly not perfect at it, but I’m trying.

I’m so grateful I got the privilege of having Stanley Mac Wilson III as my daddy. He was and is the best man I’ve ever known.

I love you, Daddy! I miss you with all my heart and I can’t wait to see you again one day. Until then, I’ll do my best to be the daughter you deserve.

Our wedding day, August 16th, 2017

Grandpa Wilson and Garrett

For the life of me, I could not get an image of this wonderful man when he wasn’t either talking or blinking!

Garrett decided that Grandpa Wilson would make a perfect race track. 🤣
Back when we had a BBQ with my parents. Like I said, I couldn’t catch him when he wasn’t talking.

Building Relationships Through Service

Relationships are among the most complex things we will ever manage in our life. We may have great relations with a person, we might have very difficult relations, or even barely any at all with others. I’ve learned through recent years that those relations can change quickly. Some great relationships we never thought would change can come to a sudden end or turn for the worse. Wherever you feel you are in a relationship I have found that the best thing to create, strengthen, or repair our relationships is service.

When we think of service we typically think of doing service for the person we are in a relationship with. This first thought, however, is about how we can create or strengthen our relationships from doing service with individuals.

I was in college in a small group communications class taught by someone I look up to, Brent Warnock. He was a very charismatic individual and very intelligent and wise. He was one of those people that could make you feel valued; he could teach without giving a lesson. One particular project we were required to do as a class was to form a group and perform some form of service.

My group could not have had less in common if we had set out with that goal. We struggled to have a cohesive group or to be able to work on things within the classroom. Eventually it was decided that we would have to do our project on one night at one of our member’s apartment. The activity was making blankets for the hospital and we would spend the whole evening watching shows while we were doing this.

As the night progressed we found ourselves having a lot of fun. We would share stories, pull pranks, and geek out of the shows we were watching while performing service. We had so much fun we wanted to do it again. I remember when it was our last day in class we stayed long past the end because we didn’t want to leave and not have an excuse to talk with each other again. We stayed so long that even the teacher took note. The lesson I learned that day is that service has a way of bringing people together despite our backgrounds. The individual hobbies or interests we had never would have done that.

The world can seem lonely and cold sometimes. We may find ourselves asking if there really is a God, especially when we find ourselves in our own personalized Hell that surely no loving God would have allowed us to be in. In those times, serve. Listen to the laugh of a child you entertained. Look for the smile of a person you gave a compliment. Appreciate the experiences and diversity of the individual you talked to who seemed alone. As you do so it will surprise you how quickly we can turn Hell into Heaven. I admire the words of Joseph Smith, “And if we go to hell, we will turn the devils out of doors and make a heaven of it. Where this people are, there is good society.”

I was in a philosophy class a number of years ago talking about the difference between a philosophers thought that we should not do to others what we would not have them do to us and the “golden rule” that Christ taught. The conclusion was that the philosopher’s thought was superior because an individual may want something done to them want others do not. However, I will argue for the golden rule. The reason being that the golden rule prompts action while the other inaction. Christ wanted us to be actively making the world a better place, one relationship at a time. We can as we focus our life on service with and for others, as He did.

Roxie

About a year ago now, I said goodbye to my best friend.

Roxie.

She was the best cat I’ve ever had. ❤ We found each other when I was 11 when my friend, Kendra, found her in a trailer park. She was the most loyal and true friend I’ve ever had and probably ever will.

I took this video the day we put her to sleep and said goodbye. I know she’s still with me, even now. I feel her presence all the time. It’s precious to me and I’ll always remember her.

I miss her so much. 😔 She was such a loyal companion.

I moved to Reno, Nevada, several years ago for a few months and she came with me. 8 hour drive, guys. She was such a trooper! We drove there and back together, not to mention how many times she moved with me.

I called her lots of nicknames. Roxorze, Sweetiebum, Chubby Cheeks, Rox, you get the picture. She responded to all of them. 😜

The day she died, we ate Cheezits and beef jerky because she loved it so much. She once ate an entire bag of beef jerky behind my back. She also tried to eat a Cheezit out of my mouth as I was eating it. 🙃

She was an anxious cat, but so loyal. She picked me when we first met and didn’t ever go back. She was sent from Heaven to be my guardian angel and I believe she’s still watching out for our family now.

I love you, Roxie! I hope there’s lots of beef jerky and Cheezits in Heaven for you, baby girl! 🥰

~ Chandler R. Williamson