THE GREG & HEATHER HUNT FAMILY: HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREG!

6/05/2009

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREG!

Today Greg turns 36 yrs. old. I hope he has a wonderful, awesome, birthday. His wife and kids love him and have missed him while he's been at scout camp. We can't wait to CELEBRATE! In other words, have some good, old fashioned, family fun. I think that's what Greg wants. No Stress. "Turn off the phone, shut the blinds". WE LOVE YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

3 comments:

Marci said...: Happy Birthday, Greg!! We love you too.; June 5, 2009 at 6:37 AM
jen said...: Happy Day!; June 6, 2009 at 8:47 PM
Heather said...: its mads. happy b-day dad!p.s cool post mom!; June 9, 2009 at 10:08 AM

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Our Deepest Fear
By Marianne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness
That most frightens us.

We ask ourselves
Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.

Your playing small
Does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking
So that other people won't feel insecure around you.

We are all meant to shine,
As children do.
We were born to make manifest
The glory of God that is within us.

It's not just in some of us;
It's in everyone.

And as we let our own light shine,
We unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we're liberated from our own fear,
Our presence automatically liberates others.

Enjoying the Moment

"What can . . . young mother[s] [do] . . . to reduce the pressure [of raising young children] and enjoy [their families] more? . . . "Recognize that the joy of motherhood comes in moments. There will be hard times and frustrating times. But amid the challenges, there are shining moments of joy and satisfaction. "Author Anna Quindlen reminds us not to rush past the fleeting moments. She said: 'The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. . . . I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less' (Loud and Clear [1004], 10-11)."

M. Russell Ballard, "Daughters of God," Ensign, May 2008, 109