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#LoveBlog2017 Day 17 | Wishes

Wishes and Dreams are synonymous. Dream big. Wish big.

“A dream is a wish your heart makes.” We all know the lyrics to the Cinderella song. To me, dreams and wishes are the same thing. I’m not talking about dreams we have when we are sleep. I’m talking about day dreams, dreams of what our lives will be like in the future. Dreams and wishes are nice things to think about. And, I agree with Britt of My Little Sunshines that dreams don’t have to be big or radical. These are some dreams and wishes I have:

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Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.

Dreams Don’t Have To Be Big

Dreams don't have to be big--they just have to be important to you.

For a year, I have wanted to write this post. But, time and inspiration always seemed to get the better of me. However, now that I’m in a new place and a new chapter of life, it seems like the perfect time to revisit this idea. A year ago, Britt of My Little Sunshines, wrote a post entitled, “When Your Dreams Are Small.”

In that post, she talked about how there is a trend going on, especially in social mdia, and especially with the #girlboss push, to chase after big and lofty dreams–saying they are achievable and the only acceptable type of dream to reach for. However, Britt really only had small dreams in comparison: have a healthy marriage to a loving husband, be a mother, and own a house.

Dreams don't have to be big--they just have to be important to you.

It really struck me. I love Britt and one of the reasons I do is how humble and complacent she is. I definitely know that being content is a huge weakness of mine–it is why it’s part of my 2016 mission statement.

I feel that I have had lofty dreams in my life: I wanted to travel Europe more, even live there maybe. I wanted to be a nationwide famous fantasy author. I wanted to be one of the history specialists the History Channel uses in one of their documentaries of medieval history. I wanted to be such an inspirational teacher that I could be on par of those in the movies!

However, now that I’m growing up more, I’m starting to rethink my dreams. And, they aren’t really that big. But, they are achievable.

Now, many people, especially the #girlbosses, would say that I am giving up to easily. That all dreams are achievable with hard work and determination. And I believe that to be true. However, I know where my priorities are: my family and my religion. Many would say, “but you need to be your first priority.” No. God is my first priority, and through that, I am. My family completes me, so I still am my first priority.

My dreams now are still “big”, but not lofty. I mean, it would still be great if any of my lofty dreams came true, and I’m never going to give up on them, but I am starting to be a little smarter with my dreams.

  1. I want to be a proud Mama who teaches her children both spiritually and academically.
  2. I want to be the wife that my husband is proud to brag about.
  3. I want to be a home owner by the time I am 30 (I have 3.5 more years!!).
  4. I want to get a graduate degree.
  5. I want to become a history professor sometime in my life.
  6. I want to grow my blogging/virtual assisting/blog design/freelancing to the point where it can be a supplementary business…bring in a few hundred bucks a month.

These are big dreams in the sense that they are very important, life achievements. They are worth working towards. If I achieve only these, I will consider myself successful in life. I will be content.

Tayler from The Morrell Tale.com

Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.

Count Your Many Blessings

“Everything will work out on the Lord’s time.”
How many times have I heard this phrase in the past few months? Too many to count. Honestly, I began to hate that phrase. It wasn’t helping my stress at all. My faith was diminishing. Not my faith in the Gospel, not my faith in the Church, not my faith in Christ, but my faith that everything will work out and the Lord will get us to where we need to be. 
It came to a head about two weeks ago…we had just been informed with some bad news about electives counting for Justin’s major, not being approved for a house, and an interview job scam. I broke down and thought to myself, what are we doing wrong? We read scriptures, we pray, we go to the temple and church, we pay our tithing, we aren’t sinning, and we are doing all in our power to help ourselves before depending on the Lord. Why weren’t we being helped?
Then, about two hours later, I got a call from an agent saying we were approved for a townhome in Sandy and could we come in to sign the lease that week. We had a home for Rhys! Then, later that week, Justin gets a slew of interviews. Then, last week, we learned that Justin actually doesn’t have to take a class, so that’s less for him to worry about this term. Then, he got an interview with a bank that had wanted him months ago (to quit school and work for them full-time–wasn’t gonna happen). And, this weekend, I got about $700 more on my teacher paycheck than expected–curriculum bonus, maybe?
I think that it is God, especially with that first call two hours after the bad housing news, telling me, “I am here. I am helping you. Have more faith. It will work out on my time. You will get to where you need to be and everything will be fine. Trust in me and be grateful for what you do have.”
I definitely am and have been. Justin and I have been so blessed in our marriage. There have been a few scary times, like last year when Justin went to the ER, and then last week when I went to the hospital. But, we’ve never been in dire need. We’ve never been in debt, we’ve never been desperate, we’ve never been without internet or food or a job or friends. We have a nice, quaint apartment with good quality hand-me-down furniture, family on both sides within an hour, steady jobs, great friends, and a pretty good savings account.
So, today I want to list all that I’m feeling thankful for.

– Finding a nice, two-bedroom townhome with a gorgeous kitchen
– Being able to work afternoons, part-time, starting in the fall
– Our savings account continuing to grow this summer
– Everything we’ve been given for Rhys, from parents, family, and friends
– The two amazing baby showers I’ve had with family and friends
– All the love and care our ward has shown us this past week–bringing dinner because of my stupid “modified bedrest” and being able to visit with them at my baby shower. I’m going to miss all of you!
– The hand-me-down furniture we are getting from my parents.
– All the interviews Justin has been getting (cross your fingers for this bank interview–it’d be a great job for us!)
– All the time I’ve been able to have with Justin this summer since I’m not working (last summer, I worked part-time and it was typically in the evening when Justin was home from school for the day)
– My parents and sister living so close to us to help take care of me last week
– Justin not having to take a class, which means less he has to stress about
– Being able to go to the temple two weeks ago
Brooke for taking free maternity pictures
– An opportunity I may have for free newborn pictures
– Although it was scary, having an ultrasound while I was in the hospital to discover a potential health risk for Rhys (abdomen measuring small and kidneys working too hard–not life-threatening) so we know it’ll be better for him to be born this week than wait any longer
– The feelings of peace and happiness the Lord has blessed Justin and I with the past few weeks
– All the support and friends I have IRL and through blogging
Seriously, I can’t say thank you to our friends, family, and Lord enough these past few weeks. And, I’m especially grateful for them for this week: moving and being induced! 
(So, I apologize if, for the next week and a half or so, I’m somewhat absent from social media… I don’t know when we’ll get internet hooked up in our new place and I don’t know how long it’ll take to give birth…)
Wish us luck!
And again, THANKS!

Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.

Workaholic Syndrome

I am like my father and his father before him:
Free-time is the death of us.
Case and point, my grandpa is a retired farmer. But he is by no means retired. He now takes old farming equipment, messes with it, and then sells it at auction. During his birthday party two years ago, after he was done eating, he left the group of family, went out to his shed, and got to work on some project.
My dad loves having projects–things to fix or improve. When he was stationed in Barstow, California, he became obsessed with geo-caching and that ate up his weekend. Now that he is “retired” (from the Marine Corps, but not from being a lawyer), and is in Utah, he has a yard. So, every time we go to visit, he is working in the yard.
I have had a job since I was sixteen. I have always participated in extra-curricular activities. I have always been a busy, studious student. I work well with deadlines. 
But, I hate down-time. As a child, summer was over for me after a few weeks: I had read all the books I wanted to check out for the summer, I biked, I played outdoors, I went swimming, I slept in late, I went camping, I had sleepovers. Now it was time to go back to school…which wouldn’t start for another two months.
As a teacher, Spring Break was hard me both this year and last. I got all I needed to do over the first half, so I could enjoy the second half, but never really did. Justin can attest–I get fidgety and nervous when I don’t have something to do or be working on. 
Last summer, although I still had teacher paychecks coming in and we weren’t stretched for money, I decided to get a part-time job at a newly opened Subway. I wanted something to do (the fact that my husband was in school and at work all day during the summer helped this decision). I didn’t want to be home all day with nothing to work on.
This summer will be the first time I don’t work! My school year is done the first Friday of June and Rhys isn’t due until mid-July. I have slightly considered getting a part-time job, but who would hire a 8-month pregnant woman who would quit after she gave birth? No one.
I know after having Rhys, I’ll be busy getting accustomed to being a new mom. Everyone says I’ll be busy. But, I still have to wonder, will I be busy enough? What will it feel like to not have to be anywhere at all during the day? To not have a solid, sturdy schedule? To not have deadlines? How will I react when school starts back up again? I will be taking about 4 weeks maternity leave at the beginning of the school year. But, how stressed will I be? How much planning will I do at home?
With all the other uncertainties of this summer (moving, when Rhys will come, Justin getting a job, etc) how I will react to not working? I’ve never really considered myself a workaholic until this year. I don’t feel that I put my job over my family, but I do enjoy working. I like the feeling of being on a schedule and having something to do, deadlines to work towards, accountability. So, how am I, as a workaholic, going to treat this summer of many, many changes? 
It’ll be interesting to see.

Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.

On Being a Utility Player

I have played soccer for 13 years now. At age 10, I started out as a goalie. My coaches experimented with where to put me on field–defender, sweeper, forward, striker, wing, midfield. I have played every single position there is to play on a soccer team. While my two favorites (and two best) are goalie and center-mid, I am what you would call a “utility player.” This means, I know what is expected of each position and I can do what is expected of each position. Not to toot my own horn, but this makes me an extremely valuable player.
However, being a utility player, though valuable in sports, isn’t that grand or desirable in talents/hobbies/skills. The reason being is that you don’t master anything!
But, that is what I am–a utility player of life.
A Utility Player of Life–Sports
I haven’t always played soccer. My parents thought it was important for me to try all different kinds of sports: ballet, jazz dance, t-ball, softball, basketball, field hockey. 
I found soccer when I was 10, and fell in love with it. It also helped that our county had a very strong rec league for soccer. Thus, I played two seasons every year and stayed with the same team until it was time to move to an older league. 
However, as I got into the high school age, our church really liked to play volleyball. So, I got into it. I tried out as a freshman–definitely didn’t make it. I kept practicing. I kept playing. I also tried out for soccer, but I was very sick during try-outs (sadly, this was to be a dark coincidence every year for soccer). My sophomore year, I transferred schools and wasn’t allowed to try out for any sport. But, I volunteered to be manager for volleyball. I learned the rules of the game, strategies, and technique. I tried out junior year, and the coaches said I could make JV, but the school’s policy didn’t allow Juniors on JV. So, I was head manager that year, practiced with the team, and even went to camps with the team. So, senior year, I was basically a walk-on to the Varsity team. I still played soccer at the same time.
Now, as a post-college kid, I still play soccer and volleyball all the time. I also run. I found running the summer after I graduated. I learned that I loved it. Although I have no desire to be a marathon runner like my dad, I do love running.
So, I still have 3 sports–volleyball, soccer, and running. I can’t ever choose between the three of them. And I will never play on a collegiate team or be a hard-core runner.
A Utility Player of Life–Hobbies and Talents
I have had too many hobbies to count! Reading and writing has always been there and will always be there. Although that past few years (due to my extraordinary work load in 3 jobs and getting a college degree with a 3.8 GPA) I have had very little time to do pleasure reading (fantasy and historical fiction) and writing. I do write besides my blog–poetry and fantasy. I can’t wait for the day I have more time for it. I see a lot of my other friends spend hours on end just writing and almost publishing books. Well, even though I won’t have to be doing homework or studying, my full-time job as an English teacher is not the type I can leave at work. Teaching is much more than just full-time. It takes up a lot of personal time at home as well–time I could be using to hone my writing skills or other hobbies and talents. And, I because of that, my writing talent (at least fiction and poetic) has diminished a bit.
When I was young, my sister and I were really into collecting rocks. So much that our mom even bought us a rock book. But, although I still like looking at rocks, I don’t care other than that.
I play video games. But, I will never be able to beat my hardcore gamer of a husband.
I cook. But I won’t be like professional cooking bloggers and I haven’t gone to culinary school.
I blog. (Even my blog is a utility blog–it’s definitely not a fashion blog, it’s not just a cooking blog, not a teaching blog, not a family blog, not a “hard issue” blog…it’s a “little-bit-of-everything” blog). I see advice on having 1 set of audience and a niche in your blog–a trend you typically write towards. I’m a utility blogger.
I watch TV. Hahaha. As if that helps me with anything. But then again, I know of the Bachelor bloggers and  I have a friend who is an Office addict and another who knows anything and everything on Star Wars. Nope. Can’t do that.
I organize and reorganize. But I don’t do DIY and I couldn’t base my blog around it.
I’ve attempted stitching, sewing (made half a doll’s dress), crocheting, and knitting. I just can’t get the hang of any of them (unlike my 13 year old sister).
I used to play violin and piano. One of my biggest regrets is that I quit. I can still tinker tunes out of them.
I speak Welsh–I can carry on a basic conversation, but I have a goal to be fluent. I just need to work towards that goal.
A Utility Player of Life–Religion
I am Mormon and that will never change. I love my church, and I love the Gospel. But, there are even niches in the Church I don’t belong too. I am definitely not the ideal Relief Society type woman–the perfect homemaker, crafter, cooker who will always create cute things for activities or being at your door the instant you are sick or pregnant. I am not a family history guru. I don’t have scriptures memorized. I am a not a constant temple goer (although I do go and I love every time I do). I am not a church history guru. I don’t play instruments or sing. But, I do love service, I love Relief Society, I love being in nursery, I love family history and reading the scriptures. I also love learning about other religions–not that I would ever convert–but I am curious to see how well they relate to Mormonism and how everything fits together!

A Utility Player of Life–Schooling
I consider myself a life-long learner. I love learning new things, I love discovering new places, reading new stories, exploring new cultures. Favorite subjects of mine have been: History (any and all), English/literature (any and all), Creative Writing, Journalism, Anthropology, World Music, Drama, Sociology, Psychology, Anatomy and Physiology, Geography, Spanish, and Welsh. As you can see, it was a tough decision to do a History Teaching major and English Teaching minor. I would’ve done a Social Sciences composite, allowing me to teach any and all social sciences, but having to take government/political science and economy classes wasn’t worth it at all. So, I am content for now. But, I do plan on going back and getting a Geography endorsement. I also want to go to Grad school, but I don’t know what for yet. These are some of my ideas: medieval history, Welsh history, Tudor history, Arthurian lore, European myth and legend, creative writing…too many options!


As you can see, I am not a master in any one thing. Sometimes I wish I had a niche for myself: be the Etsy crafter creating jewelry or cute crochet items or printables, be the fashion blogger who works with Shabby Apple and Apricot Lane, be the writer who already has sent out inquiries, be the die-hard teacher who has sold lesson plans and planning binders, be the homemaker guru with organization tips and a couponing master, be the nomadic traveler who can photograph the world, be the star of a college sport team with a shot at the majors, be a performance-worthy instrumentalist who loves to give concerts. But, I am none of these because I want to be all of these.

That is one thing I wish for my children. I do want them to explore numerous options, yes, but I do want them to find their niche and prosper and grow in it. As for me, I guess my niche is the life-long learner, willing to try anything at least once, learn a bit of everything–a utility player.

Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.