Last semester something happened to me that has never really happened before. I won a competition! My career preparation class, comprised of about 200 students, decided to have a competition with on of our assignments. The assignment was to complete a career plan that outlined where you wanted to go in your career and how you planned to get there. Along with that we had to create a 60 second "elevator pitch" that we could use in any business networking event. The assignment was required for all students, however if you chose you could go and pitch your plan to the teacher and ten students would be selected to present their plans in front of the whole class, plus 10 business executives. The top three winners were to receive $250 scholarships.
Naturally, my original plan was to do just the bare minimum-do the assignment, turn it in, and be done with it. Unfortunately for me, my teacher had other plans. The day after I turned in the assignment she called me personally and told me she was really impressed with my plan and would like for me to try out for the competition. I laughed and told her basically thanks but no thanks. However, I made the big mistake afterwards of telling Jeff about my teacher's call, and even worse, about the scholarships for those who win. Jeff told me I should definitely go for it-what did I have to lose?
So, without even thinking, I signed up to pitch my plan. The night before I furiously worked on fixing my presentation because the original one I had submitted I had hurriedly finished thanks to an unexpected trip to the E.R. When I pitched my plan I was so sure that I had bombed it and was silently grateful I would never have to present in front of the whole class. Unfortunately again my teacher had a difference in opinion. She told me she loved my presentation and told me it was the best one she had seen so far. As happy as I was to get such a compliment, deep down I also knew this meant I would have to present next class.
Sure enough, I was in the top ten, along with eight guys and one girl (got to love Business School-we women always represent at about 20%). I was the third to go and was so grateful to get it over with quickly. The whole presentation could only be three minutes, but it was definitely the longest three minutes of my life. As I sat there and watched the other people present, I was convinced that my presentation had no chance of winning. It came as a complete shock when I was called up on stage to be in the top three. Relief and happiness overwhelmed me because I knew I had just won $250, a huge blessing at the time because my trip to the E.R. was going to cost Jeff and me $300. I didn't even care to here who was 1st, 2nd, and 3rd, since we would all be receiving the money. To my complete shock again, they named the two guys next to me as second and third place, making me the winner of the very first "My Career Plan Competition." But here comes the best part--the announcer turned to me and said that I had two choices--I could take the $250 scholarship, or I could take the mystery prize. Everyone in the class immediately starts shouting at my to take the mystery prize (easy for them to say-its not their money). Jeff had come to watch me present so I immediately searched for him in the crowd. Of course he was among the few shouting at me to take the scholarship. At the moment I did something that may not have been great for my marriage--I ignored my husband and took the mystery prize. I opened the envelope and counted out $300 in cash! The man congratulated me and told me in business, you should always take the risk if you hope for greater reward. Thankfully that risk definitely paid off!
After the competition, the ten finalists were able to go to lunch with the business executives. It was such an amazing opportunity to talk to all these amazing professionals who have made it big in their chosen fields. They offered great advice and counsel, and we had a great conversation specifically about women in business and finding that balance between career and family. Later an article was written about the competition. The writer asked me a whole bunch of questions, but once the article came out, it barely even mentioned I had won :) Insult to injury-he spelled my last name wrong too ;)
The biggest lesson I took away from all of this is the reason why I won over everyone else that presented. Many of the executives came up to me after to congratulate me and told me that what they really liked about my plan was it was flexible. Yes, I had presented a step by step plan for our how wanted to end up in training and development in a company, however at the end I concluded my presentation by saying that throughout my life as I work towards my career goals, that I would never become so set in one thing that I couldn't see opportunity around me. I would be willing to change direction at any time if other opportunities arose. The executives said that is what set me apart--this understanding that our greatest opportunities are not usually planned and that we need to be open and willing to be flexible. How grateful for all the life lessons that have shown me that yes, we can and should make goals and plans; HOWEVER, be prepared to change anything and everything if the Lord asks. My life "plan" is far from the plan that I put together growing up. So many bumps and twists have come along the way. The beautiful thing is, those bumps and twists are some of the most rewarding parts of my life that I wouldn't trade for anything because it has made me who I am and put me where I am today. Whether it be in career decisions or overall life decisions, how crucial it is that we work for what we want, but also allow the Lord to make any changes to these plans to guide us to what we need most.
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Monday, October 29, 2012
Where has the time gone?
So...it's been awhile. Since I last wrote I got married, went on a wonderful honeymoon, moved, and started school and am now about halfway through. So, yeah, nothing new with me ;)
For all those who are not satisfied with my two line catch-up summary, I will go into more detail.
Jeff and I were married in St. George. We drove down to St George Thursday afternoon and had an amazing wedding dinner that night at the Black Bear Diner with the friends and family who had traveled all the way down to St. George for our sealing. I loved having such a small number of friends and family there because it was so much more intimate-every person there had made such an impact on our lives. Both of our parents came, as well as all of our siblings (minus Jeff's brother who is on a mission) and my sisters-in-law. We also had Jeff's grandma and grandpa Duerden, my grandma Ruggles, a few of our aunts and uncles, Jeff's childhood friend Matt, my amazing friends Holli, Caitlin, Laurel and her husband Phil, Britney and her husband Adam, Alli, and Lynzee. My mission president, who happens to live in St. George, and his wife also came to the dinner and sealing.
That night I barely slept, partly because half of my family was all staying in one small hotel room, and partly because I was so nervous for the next day. It was surreal to think that the following day my life would change forever. My dad gave me a wonderful father's blessing which brought me peace of mind and comfort as I started to get anxious about what a big decision this was.
The next morning I woke up at the ridiculous hour of 5 a.m. and left with my dad to go have my hair and makeup done. I sat in a chair for hours as Kelli transformed me from the walking dead to a bride. Once she was done, my family picked me up and we drove over to the St.George temple.
As Jeff and I sat in the waiting room next to the sealing room and watched as all our guests made their way to our sealing room. What was amazing about our sealing room is it is right off of the celestial room, so all of our guests were required to dress in white. It was a beautiful sight to walk into the sealing room and see a room full of our loved ones all in white. As corny as it sounds, it was like getting a glimpse of heaven, especially when considering the significance of the ordinance done in that particular room. Jeff and I sat down next to each other and listened as our sealer spoke about the sealing ordinance and the importance of the covenants we have made and would be making with each other. We then were asked to go kneel at the altar. Words can't describe how it felt to look across the altar and see Jeff and hear the words "I now pronounce you man and wife, legally married for time and all eternity." The wait was over, and were now married.
After the sealing we exchanged rings, and then we all left the room together. I was escorted back to the beautiful bride's room where my mom was supposed to meet me to help me get my wedding dress on. Yeah, she stood me up. I got the dress on by myself and the nice temple worker helped me hook it and put my veil on. I then walked out to the foyer and met up with Jeff. We waited for a bit and then walked outside to meet all our guests. And then came the most awkward moment of my life (which is saying a lot for me); all of our guests just continued to talk pictures with NO ONE coming to greet us. So Jeff and I stood there awkwardly as our pictures were taken 100+ times (I now understand better what celebrities must feel like...). After everyone decided to stop being awkward, we took a million pictures with our family and friends, doing our best to stay out of the blazing St. George heat. And then came the time to make the 4 hour drive back up to Salt Lake for our reception in Draper.
The reception was amazing and it was so great to see so many of our friends and family throughout the years. We had a candy buffet that was a huge success, as well as a photobooth. It was just the fun, casual reception we had hoped for. Apparently it was a little too casual because when it came time to cut our cake, turns out we had completely forgotten to get a knife to cut it. Being the resourceful person that he is, my dad offered us the back of a fork, and it actually got the job done. Word to the wise who are planning a wedding--don't waste money on a cake knife and server--the handle of any utensil works just fine.
Before we knew it, the reception was over and we were rushing to our car and driving away to go to our surprise honeymoon (courtesy of Jeff's parents) to Key West, FL, Cayman Islands, and Jamaica!! We flew out to Florida first and boarded the cruise ship there. It was absolutely amazing and better than any honeymoon I had ever imagined. We had a great time together and enjoyed all of the islands, even Jamaica where the people are far too pushy (but we found the secret to avoiding them is simply speaking French to each other and they leave you alone). The week flew by and before we knew it we were heading to Indiana for our second reception with Jeff's side of the family.
We got to Indiana really late because of a very delayed flight. Despite the late hour, Jeff insisted we head over to Steak and Shake because it is something he really misses from Indiana. So, at 11:30 at night, we ate dinner with his family. We then drove over to his grandparents Receveur's house and spent the night there. The next day we had another fun reception at his grandparents Deurden's backyard--this time instead of having a photobooth, we had a cotton candy machine :) I got to meet many of Jeff's relatives, which was way fun because usually we only see mine since we are in Utah.
The honeymoon was definitely over once we got home to Utah, since we both went back to work right after, and then school started. This semester has been crazy for both of us and hasn't allowed us to spend much time together, which makes those once-a-week temple nights and date nights highly anticipated. Jeff is an amazing husband and I am so thankful that things worked out the way they did for us because I can't imagine life without him. He is by far my better half.
For all those who are not satisfied with my two line catch-up summary, I will go into more detail.
Jeff and I were married in St. George. We drove down to St George Thursday afternoon and had an amazing wedding dinner that night at the Black Bear Diner with the friends and family who had traveled all the way down to St. George for our sealing. I loved having such a small number of friends and family there because it was so much more intimate-every person there had made such an impact on our lives. Both of our parents came, as well as all of our siblings (minus Jeff's brother who is on a mission) and my sisters-in-law. We also had Jeff's grandma and grandpa Duerden, my grandma Ruggles, a few of our aunts and uncles, Jeff's childhood friend Matt, my amazing friends Holli, Caitlin, Laurel and her husband Phil, Britney and her husband Adam, Alli, and Lynzee. My mission president, who happens to live in St. George, and his wife also came to the dinner and sealing.
That night I barely slept, partly because half of my family was all staying in one small hotel room, and partly because I was so nervous for the next day. It was surreal to think that the following day my life would change forever. My dad gave me a wonderful father's blessing which brought me peace of mind and comfort as I started to get anxious about what a big decision this was.
The next morning I woke up at the ridiculous hour of 5 a.m. and left with my dad to go have my hair and makeup done. I sat in a chair for hours as Kelli transformed me from the walking dead to a bride. Once she was done, my family picked me up and we drove over to the St.George temple.
As Jeff and I sat in the waiting room next to the sealing room and watched as all our guests made their way to our sealing room. What was amazing about our sealing room is it is right off of the celestial room, so all of our guests were required to dress in white. It was a beautiful sight to walk into the sealing room and see a room full of our loved ones all in white. As corny as it sounds, it was like getting a glimpse of heaven, especially when considering the significance of the ordinance done in that particular room. Jeff and I sat down next to each other and listened as our sealer spoke about the sealing ordinance and the importance of the covenants we have made and would be making with each other. We then were asked to go kneel at the altar. Words can't describe how it felt to look across the altar and see Jeff and hear the words "I now pronounce you man and wife, legally married for time and all eternity." The wait was over, and were now married.
After the sealing we exchanged rings, and then we all left the room together. I was escorted back to the beautiful bride's room where my mom was supposed to meet me to help me get my wedding dress on. Yeah, she stood me up. I got the dress on by myself and the nice temple worker helped me hook it and put my veil on. I then walked out to the foyer and met up with Jeff. We waited for a bit and then walked outside to meet all our guests. And then came the most awkward moment of my life (which is saying a lot for me); all of our guests just continued to talk pictures with NO ONE coming to greet us. So Jeff and I stood there awkwardly as our pictures were taken 100+ times (I now understand better what celebrities must feel like...). After everyone decided to stop being awkward, we took a million pictures with our family and friends, doing our best to stay out of the blazing St. George heat. And then came the time to make the 4 hour drive back up to Salt Lake for our reception in Draper.
The reception was amazing and it was so great to see so many of our friends and family throughout the years. We had a candy buffet that was a huge success, as well as a photobooth. It was just the fun, casual reception we had hoped for. Apparently it was a little too casual because when it came time to cut our cake, turns out we had completely forgotten to get a knife to cut it. Being the resourceful person that he is, my dad offered us the back of a fork, and it actually got the job done. Word to the wise who are planning a wedding--don't waste money on a cake knife and server--the handle of any utensil works just fine.
Before we knew it, the reception was over and we were rushing to our car and driving away to go to our surprise honeymoon (courtesy of Jeff's parents) to Key West, FL, Cayman Islands, and Jamaica!! We flew out to Florida first and boarded the cruise ship there. It was absolutely amazing and better than any honeymoon I had ever imagined. We had a great time together and enjoyed all of the islands, even Jamaica where the people are far too pushy (but we found the secret to avoiding them is simply speaking French to each other and they leave you alone). The week flew by and before we knew it we were heading to Indiana for our second reception with Jeff's side of the family.
We got to Indiana really late because of a very delayed flight. Despite the late hour, Jeff insisted we head over to Steak and Shake because it is something he really misses from Indiana. So, at 11:30 at night, we ate dinner with his family. We then drove over to his grandparents Receveur's house and spent the night there. The next day we had another fun reception at his grandparents Deurden's backyard--this time instead of having a photobooth, we had a cotton candy machine :) I got to meet many of Jeff's relatives, which was way fun because usually we only see mine since we are in Utah.
The honeymoon was definitely over once we got home to Utah, since we both went back to work right after, and then school started. This semester has been crazy for both of us and hasn't allowed us to spend much time together, which makes those once-a-week temple nights and date nights highly anticipated. Jeff is an amazing husband and I am so thankful that things worked out the way they did for us because I can't imagine life without him. He is by far my better half.
Monday, July 23, 2012
First set of groomals
So last Sunday I came home from church to an email from my photographer, stating she was clearing out her calendar because her father-in-law was diagnosed with brain cancer, and would therefore be unavailable to do our pictures that Wednesday. Needless to say I may or may not have had a meltdown. Yet another thing that seemed to be falling through last minute. My amazing roommates immediately went to work to search for a photographer in my price range that would be free that Wednesday--not an easy task! While they searched, Jeff and I went to our interview with my bishop. After he gave us some advice he had Jeff leave so we could do my temple recommend interview. Before he could even start I just started crying and asked him for a blessing because I had reached my limit. He gave me a beautiful blessing and immediately I felt so much calmer and knew things were going to work out.
And I'm happy to report they did! Holli got in contact with her freshman roommate who is a photographer and she was able to switch her schedule around to take our pictures Wednesday night. I was nervous about just going with a photographer who I hadn't really looked at their work, but Jeff and I were desperate. But I can't tell you how pleasantly surprised we were when she posted the first sneak peak to Facebook. It was EXACTLY what we had wanted and the picture looked flawless. And it just got better when she posted even more pictures later to her blog. We decided we liked her style so much better than our original photographer.
I was telling my dad about the chaos of trying to get our pictures done and how in the end it all worked out beautifully, and my dad just laughed and asked me when I would stop being so surprised when everything works out, since it always does in the end. How right he is. Time and time again Heavenly Father shows me who truly is in control, and I just need to learn to stop and remember that BEFORE I enter stress out mode.
Here's a sampling of our groomals from the amazing Lora Grady:
http://www.loragradyphotography.com/blog/2012/07/21/harmony-jeff-provo-wedding-photography/
And I'm happy to report they did! Holli got in contact with her freshman roommate who is a photographer and she was able to switch her schedule around to take our pictures Wednesday night. I was nervous about just going with a photographer who I hadn't really looked at their work, but Jeff and I were desperate. But I can't tell you how pleasantly surprised we were when she posted the first sneak peak to Facebook. It was EXACTLY what we had wanted and the picture looked flawless. And it just got better when she posted even more pictures later to her blog. We decided we liked her style so much better than our original photographer.
I was telling my dad about the chaos of trying to get our pictures done and how in the end it all worked out beautifully, and my dad just laughed and asked me when I would stop being so surprised when everything works out, since it always does in the end. How right he is. Time and time again Heavenly Father shows me who truly is in control, and I just need to learn to stop and remember that BEFORE I enter stress out mode.
Here's a sampling of our groomals from the amazing Lora Grady:
http://www.loragradyphotography.com/blog/2012/07/21/harmony-jeff-provo-wedding-photography/
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Stupid Murphy
Yesterday marked 4 weeks until the wedding....which of course means I am now in total freak out mode trying to get everything put together. And let's just say that murphy's law is in full force as it seems lately that EVERYTHING seems to be going wrong. I went to get my dress altered, only to find out that thanks to a lovely thing called birth control that the top part of my wedding dress no longer fit. The seamstress took it out, however she went a little crazy with it and now the top is too big. The worst part is when I tried it on again, I hated it, but she managed to convince me in the moment that it looked fine. But now I can't stop thinking about how horrible it looked and how unhappy I am with it. With only 4 weeks to go and bridal pictures coming up, the last thing I need is to be unhappy with my dress.
Another major stumbling block we have run into is my aunt volunteered to do our wedding announcements at cost. I was weery at first, but jumped at the chance to save some money. Now I'm regretting that decision. My aunt is very opinionated and knows what she likes and wants to do, which works well for the businesswoman she is, however it is a major challenge to deal with when working with her. Jeff and I went to her house last week, armed with a sample of EXACTLY what we wanted. Unfortunately, my aunt also had a sample of what she was envisioning, and it was far different. Before I knew it, she was drawing up an announcement based on her sample, not ours. I stressed to her the important things I wanted on the announcement and she said ok, but I had a sick feeling in my stomach when we left that the announcements would end up being nothing close to what we wanted. Unfortunately I found out today I was right. The announcement looked EXACTLY like the sample she had shown us, and NOTHING like the sample we had brought and left with her. With so little time left and wanting to get announcements out by the beginning of next week, I am beyond frustrated and stressed out right now. It just feels like control over the wedding planning has completely slipped out of my hands and there isn't anything I can do about it.
Jeff, seeing all my stress over the wedding planning, put together a whole day date for us yesterday since we both had the day off. We went swimming in the morning at his apartment. When Jeff came to pick me up after we both got ready, he surprised me with a dozen beautiful roses! We then hadbrunch at Einstein Bagels. After eating we drove over to Trafalga where we played some mini golf (I totally won...that is if highest score wins, which in my version of golf, it does) and won some tickets playing the games. After that we drove over to the movie theater to see "The Amazing Spiderman". And I must say, it is quite amazing, definitely better than the old ones. We finished the day off with Jeff cooking me dinner and then getting together with my roommates and other people in the ward to watch "Ferris Buellers Day Out" outside in our parking lot--very cool :)
I know I need to see the bigger picture now and not get so lost in the small wedding details, and instead of focus on what's most important. It's like Elder Mautz told me...no matter what, the important thing is we will be married. Less than four weeks from now, I get to marry my best friend for time and all eternity. What's there to be upset about?
Another major stumbling block we have run into is my aunt volunteered to do our wedding announcements at cost. I was weery at first, but jumped at the chance to save some money. Now I'm regretting that decision. My aunt is very opinionated and knows what she likes and wants to do, which works well for the businesswoman she is, however it is a major challenge to deal with when working with her. Jeff and I went to her house last week, armed with a sample of EXACTLY what we wanted. Unfortunately, my aunt also had a sample of what she was envisioning, and it was far different. Before I knew it, she was drawing up an announcement based on her sample, not ours. I stressed to her the important things I wanted on the announcement and she said ok, but I had a sick feeling in my stomach when we left that the announcements would end up being nothing close to what we wanted. Unfortunately I found out today I was right. The announcement looked EXACTLY like the sample she had shown us, and NOTHING like the sample we had brought and left with her. With so little time left and wanting to get announcements out by the beginning of next week, I am beyond frustrated and stressed out right now. It just feels like control over the wedding planning has completely slipped out of my hands and there isn't anything I can do about it.
Jeff, seeing all my stress over the wedding planning, put together a whole day date for us yesterday since we both had the day off. We went swimming in the morning at his apartment. When Jeff came to pick me up after we both got ready, he surprised me with a dozen beautiful roses! We then hadbrunch at Einstein Bagels. After eating we drove over to Trafalga where we played some mini golf (I totally won...that is if highest score wins, which in my version of golf, it does) and won some tickets playing the games. After that we drove over to the movie theater to see "The Amazing Spiderman". And I must say, it is quite amazing, definitely better than the old ones. We finished the day off with Jeff cooking me dinner and then getting together with my roommates and other people in the ward to watch "Ferris Buellers Day Out" outside in our parking lot--very cool :)
I know I need to see the bigger picture now and not get so lost in the small wedding details, and instead of focus on what's most important. It's like Elder Mautz told me...no matter what, the important thing is we will be married. Less than four weeks from now, I get to marry my best friend for time and all eternity. What's there to be upset about?
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
More engagement pictures
Here is a sampling of some of our favorites!
His first present to me was a Squeez-it on Valentine's Day-he used it as an excuse to come and see me while I was studying
Monday, June 18, 2012
Engagement pictures!
I am having a hard time choosing between the one on the left and the middle one. Jeff likes the left, I like the middle, and everyone in my family can't agree either. Who knew it would be this hard to choose one little picture--maybe its because I know this picture will be all over fridges across America, France, and New Caledonia...
Friday, May 18, 2012
"For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ all shall be made alive."
This past weekend was a wonderful weekend spent with my mom's extended family in Park City for our annual Mother's Day celebration. I think for us all it will be a weekend we will never forget because it would also mark the last time for many of us that we would get to see our grandpa alive. Wednesday evening at 6:25 p.m. our grandpa Ruggles passed away.
I received notice that my grandpa had been hospitalized tuesday night the next morning at work. Needless to say, I was beside myself and unsure what I should do, since I live an hour away from family now. I spoke with my manager and he told me to leave whenever I wanted to. In the end I decided to stay, telling myself I would just leave straight for the hospital after work. Unfortunately, grandpa took a turn for the worse around 5 pm and I wasn't able to leave work until right before 6. Jeff and I rushed to the hospital, but with the hour drive ahead of us, deep down I knew that I would not be given the opportunity to say goodbye to him. Around 6:20 my sister texted me telling me to hurry because it wouldn't be much longer and about ten minutes later I received a call from my brother telling me that my grandpa had passed away. It was surreal walking into the hospital and seeing all of my extended family gathered around hugging and crying. My mom saw us and ran right into my arms bawling. Together we walked into the hospital room to see my grandpa. It is amazing how quickly death can change a person's appearance. Gone were the mannerisms that made grandpa who he was-his little smirk, chuckle-like laugh, and squinted eyes that made it hard to tell sometimes if he was paying attention or had dozed off-all replaced with a cold hard body. Even after seeing him it still seemed so unreal that he was actually gone.
It's interesting to watch how we all deal with the pain of losing someone. For some in my family the pain is masked through using humor, even at the most inappropriate times. For others, uncontrollabe tears. And for some, anger against the deceased and a feeling of not receiving the closure that was needed. I'm not sure if I fit into any of these categories. I have found that a mixture of humor, tears, prayers, and the gospel have helped me get through the past couple of days. As for anger or resentment, I feel none towards him. My grandpa was not the most openly loving person and I can't recall a time he ever told me that he loved me and it was on a rare occassion that we would hug, but that doesn't mean he didn't love me or any of us. My grandpa showed his love in more subtle ways. He was at our baby blessings, baptisms, weddings, most of our graduations, farewells, and homecomings. When I think of those big moments in my life, my grandpa was there supporting me...even if he was sleeping ;) (can't really blame the guy, I had a big graduating class). Whenever I made a point to sit next to him at gatherings he would always ask me questions about myself. The first time he met Jeff, before we were even engaged, he asked him how he intended to support his granddaughter. My grandpa wasn't perfect, but frankly who is? As my dad said last night, we all learn how to be parents through our parents examples...for good or bad...and that grandpa wasn't given the best examples of what being a good parents means. But one thing that grandpa did have was a good heart and he truly did love his family. He will be very missed.
Yesterday Jeff and I made a spur of the moment decision to walk around Temple Square. We ended our walk in the visitors center, staring up at the beautiful statue of Christ. How grateful I am for the doctrine found in 1 Corinthians:
"For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ all shall be made alive."
Christ lives. Thanks to Him, death is not the end. Because of Him I will get to see my beloved Grandma and Grandpa Hurst and Ruggles again. Through His power and gospel our family has been sealed for time and all eternity. What comfort it brings me to realize that although the sting of death hurts so much for those of us on this side of the veil, how wonderful it must feel for those that pass through to the other side, now finally being able to rest from their earthly pains and troubles and reunite with loved ones that have already left.
"In the end everything will be okay. If it's not okay, it's not the end." Thanks to the gospel of Jesus Christ, truly everything will be okay in the end.
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