I have always been glad to have been born a woman. I look at the things that men need to know, like how to tinker in the car engine; how to repair a leaky faucet and how to install a sound system, and I just shake my head in wonder. Even as a child I remember being grateful that I was a girl.
As I grow older I still feel that being a woman is really a blessing. I can look back now, at the seasons of my life, and still feel very grateful.
As a young girl, I have great memories of playing house, playing with my dollies, and sneaking into the bathroom to play with mom’s makeup. In addition, I enjoyed playing baseball, climbing trees, and wading in the creek. There was a big difference between my brothers and me. I was lucky enough to be able to do all of these. My brothers, being boys, only got to participate in ½ of the above activities. Yes, I was glad that I was not a boy.
Later, as I grew in to young womanhood, I loved getting my hair done, doing my nails and shopping for a new formal gown. Sometimes I felt kind of guilty that my date had to bear the cost of our evening out together. I still think that there is a disparity there that just doesn’t seem quite right; but again, I was grateful that I was a girl.
With marriage came the greatest blessing of all…the opportunity to be a mother. It is such a humbling experience to hold your new-born child and marvel at the perfection of such tiny person. I have loved every moment of being a mother. I enjoyed feeding them, teaching them to walk and teaching them to read. I was so grateful to share with them their joys and to cry with them in their sorrows.
As their mother I got to shush them during church, and yet try to get them to be louder as they sang. I shouted loudly at their games, congratulated them with their victories, and cried with each of their injuries. I thought that every stage of their life was the very best; and it still continues to be so. I loved them as babies, children, teenagers and adults. I love the stage they are in now, where we are equals and I can marvel at how well they raise their own children.
For my self, as an individual, I was grateful for the time and talent to be able to write articles, and to write and direct plays. I have loved my church callings, and have appreciated the blessings that come from service. I have enjoyed being involved in civic activities and the opportunity to offer my service to my local city. Again, I was grateful that as a woman, I had plenty of opportunities to serve.
The seasons of this woman’s life have changed. Recently I commented to my husband that I rather missed being involved in all of the civic activities in which I participated years ago. He pointed out that for everything there is a season. I need to say to any one who is reading this, how grateful I am for every season of my life.
I now look forward to the next season. I love being a grandmother. It is one of the greatest blessings of all. I look forward to many years of service to the Lord, and to happy times with my family. Lastly, I look forward to a long and happy life with my husband. I look forward to retirement, (a time that was so far in the future that I never thought much about it; but now is getting pretty close.)
I have truly been blessed to be a woman; a daughter, a mother, a grandmother, a friend and a wife. My female existence has been, and will continue to be wonderful, as I continue to move through the seasons of my life.
! Since Independence Day, summer has flown by q
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were Alayna and Jason who were vacationing in Florida, and Cory and Jeri. They missed out because Jeri thought that having surgery on her ankle would be a lot more fun than camping. #1Trent and family joined us, and Pat’s brother and nephew. We all had a great time fishing, visiting, and communing with nature. 
On Monday, Mel and I took the Shake, Rattle and Troll down to Utah Lake for a spin. It was a beautiful day with calm, gorgeous water. The temptation to ski (without a spotter) was too great for me. I got into the water, climbed into my skis, and.....
