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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MHQng-eyp7ImA9WxJUEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297</id><updated>2009-07-08T10:50:33.653-07:00</updated><title>{Moments Like This}</title><subtitle type="html">On the Menu: Inspiration, happiness and pink lemonade ...</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>330</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/hFwQ" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:browserFriendly></feedburner:browserFriendly><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcEQnY7fSp7ImA9WxJUEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-4016813117779462299</id><published>2009-07-07T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:46:43.805-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-07T22:46:43.805-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="time heals" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="my brother Travis Lichfield" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lessons learned from life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moving forward after the loss of a loved one" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="each day is a gift" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="afton wyoming" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="death of a sibling" /><title>Remembering my brother Travis …</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SlQw1J9hzDI/AAAAAAAADNw/A-_y4am7ekI/s1600-h/TRAVISrunningBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355959546615548978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SlQw1J9hzDI/AAAAAAAADNw/A-_y4am7ekI/s320/TRAVISrunningBW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother Travis on the left ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7th of July is always a time of reflection for me.  Many of you may or may not know that when I was 15, my oldest brother, Travis died in a car accident.  He was 17 and that event completely rocked my world.  Our family (of nine: Mom &amp;amp; Dad and 7 kids) were on vacation in Wyoming and he died en route to doing what he LOVED most – fishing.  I must admit that I cried for many years every night before bed trying to make sense of it all.  And tonight as I was about to drift off to sleep I couldn’t help but think of him … He died 21 years ago today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, I can see that his life and death have impacted my life more than just about anything else. At a very young age I learned the importance of living each day to its fullest. I learned that what we do matters.  I learned that time and new days are a gift. I learned that saying goodbye is not easy. I learned that life goes on.  I learned that time really does heal hearts and wounds.  I learned that memories can carry us for a long time – as long as we cherish them.  I learned that what we choose to do each moment eventually turns into a lifetime of moments. I learned that when you lose someone you love – it’s healthy to talk about them and remember them. And finally, I continue to learn that the missing never really goes away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I wrote this letter to &lt;a href="http://www.littlemomentsthatmatter.com/travis.html"&gt;Travis&lt;/a&gt; a few years ago.  Warning, it’s a tear jerker …&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-4016813117779462299?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4016813117779462299/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=4016813117779462299" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/4016813117779462299?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/4016813117779462299?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/07/remembering-my-brother-travis.html" title="Remembering my brother Travis …" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SlQw1J9hzDI/AAAAAAAADNw/A-_y4am7ekI/s72-c/TRAVISrunningBW.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04FRXo-fSp7ImA9WxJVF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-6889701752297260636</id><published>2009-07-04T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:45:14.455-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-04T09:45:14.455-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happy 4th of july" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="laugh and dream" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="freedom is not free" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="freedom to live" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="16 years of love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="What does freedom mean to you" /><title>What does FREEDOM mean to you?</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sk-GkVhiVCI/AAAAAAAADNY/j2qsv4fi2iM/s1600-h/wendy+and+lauren+hot+outside.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354646440778028066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sk-GkVhiVCI/AAAAAAAADNY/j2qsv4fi2iM/s320/wendy+and+lauren+hot+outside.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Freedom means I can go swimming with my kids ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sk-Cv7b_Z5I/AAAAAAAADNQ/hKdAkSVAGxg/s1600-h/BW+Wendy+at+war+memorial+DC.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever stopped to think about the meaning of freedom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freedom means:&lt;/strong&gt; I can go to work around the corner or work from my home. I can start my own business. I can attend free concerts at the park. I can choose what to wear today and tomorrow. I can worship how, where and when I want. I can pray out loud and while I am driving. I have a voice and can express it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freedom means I can reach and dream. Freedom means I can sleep in peace at night and enjoy another day tomorrow. Freedom means you and I need to stand up for the things we believe in and ensure that we are always free. Freedom means we never forget those who have gone before us to make sure you and I can enjoy living, learning and loving! Freedom means I can become something wonderful with each little moment of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 4th of July … Enjoy all the freedoms of this day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-6889701752297260636?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6889701752297260636/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=6889701752297260636" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/6889701752297260636?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/6889701752297260636?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-freedom-mean-to-you.html" title="What does FREEDOM mean to you?" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sk-GkVhiVCI/AAAAAAAADNY/j2qsv4fi2iM/s72-c/wendy+and+lauren+hot+outside.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MMQ3Y5eCp7ImA9WxJVE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-4000586316275894866</id><published>2009-06-29T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:24:42.820-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-29T17:24:42.820-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the power of positive thinking" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="think and become" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="With our thoughts we create our world" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the power of our thoughts" /><title>Thoughts - They mold and shift the landscapes of our lives ...</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SklaBGkI2YI/AAAAAAAADMQ/urOMqZU4uf0/s1600-h/thoughts+quote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352908607095101826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SklaBGkI2YI/AAAAAAAADMQ/urOMqZU4uf0/s320/thoughts+quote.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking about the power of thoughts today and bumped into the below quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Do not underestimate the Power of Thoughts. Just as water has the power to shift and mold earths landscape,your thoughts have the power to shift and mold the landscapes of your life"&lt;/em&gt; -Chuck Danes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-4000586316275894866?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4000586316275894866/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=4000586316275894866" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/4000586316275894866?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/4000586316275894866?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-thinking-about-power-of-thoughts.html" title="Thoughts - They mold and shift the landscapes of our lives ..." /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SklaBGkI2YI/AAAAAAAADMQ/urOMqZU4uf0/s72-c/thoughts+quote.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ICQX47cSp7ImA9WxJVEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-7138750450818628843</id><published>2009-06-26T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:59:20.009-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-26T09:59:20.009-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Thriller" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Michael Jackson pins from the 80s" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moonwalk dance move" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="In memory of Michael Jackson" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thoughts on the passing of the king of pop" /><title>In Memory of Michael Jackson -</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SkT18Um_OPI/AAAAAAAADJo/cn46q_nNdOA/s1600-h/AC8MJpins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351672673896184050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SkT18Um_OPI/AAAAAAAADJo/cn46q_nNdOA/s320/AC8MJpins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.vivalavintage.com/store/products/8-s-Set-of-4-MICHAEL-JACKSON-Pins-AC8MJpins.html"&gt;From the 80's - Michael Jackson pins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the death of the King of Pop – Michael Jackson shocked the world? I thought about this yesterday as people around the globe voiced their sympathies and condolences. And thought I’d add my thoughts …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His death (like anyone who is dear to us) reminds us that life is fragile and that even the ‘superstars’ at some point must fall for good. I was sitting in the car yesterday with my kids after swimming at the pool. The bag of goggles was left on the table with the big umbrella – We waited while Kaleb ran back to grab them. We turned on the radio as we waited for him to make the goggle grab dash! To my surprise, every station was playing a Michael Jackson song. I stopped on “Bad” and started to tell my kids about what an influence his music had during my childhood years. They laughed as I told them about the moonwalk dance move, the flashy glove and the importance of owning a Michael Jackson button (pin on kind) in the 5th grade. The badge gave you status – everyone wanted one! I think the badge during those years would be equal with the need for an ipod or cell phone? Times have changed! My memories were jolted by a voice on that radio that simply said: “Michael Jackson - Dead at age 50.” I never knew him personally and yet, that news hit me. I turned to my kids and said: “Wow! I can’t believe it. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His music (like all music from my past) always transports me back to times and places that have come and gone. Music has such a powerful way of taking us back and reminding us of certain moments in our lives. When I heard the news of his death, I realized that his voice and music will always be a part of my life! It’s etched in my memories of growing up. His death (on a global scale) makes us realize that our days are truly gifts and reminds us that we are mortal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure, we’ll still have all his old stuff and the memories of where we were when we first heard the song “Thriller” or had the guts to get on the gym dance floor in Jr. high and try the ‘moonwalk’ – those memories stay with us as long as we choose to let them. What we don’t have are new songs to fill with new memories. And that is the part that we tend to dwell on when someone leaves us. We wonder – what if …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he lived another 10 years…&lt;br /&gt;What songs would he write and sing?&lt;br /&gt;What dance move would new generations have to try on the hardwood floor of the school gym?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are questions we’ll never have answered. But what we do have is the realization that life is a precious gift. And we get to choose what we’ll do with every single moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today in honor of Michael Jackson and his &lt;strong&gt;musical influence&lt;/strong&gt; – I say to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance the ‘moonwalk’, sing “Bad” as loud as you can in the shower and if you happen to see an old pin on button of Michael Jackson – remember that at one time in history … those made a person cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-7138750450818628843?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/7138750450818628843/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=7138750450818628843" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/7138750450818628843?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/7138750450818628843?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-memory-of-michael-jackson.html" title="In Memory of Michael Jackson -" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SkT18Um_OPI/AAAAAAAADJo/cn46q_nNdOA/s72-c/AC8MJpins.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMBQX86fyp7ImA9WxJWGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-6068359060395733581</id><published>2009-06-25T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:14:10.117-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-25T09:14:10.117-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="everything has a voice except for worms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Stephen R Covey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The importance of your voice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="find your voice and use it" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="inside the mind of a child" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="child development" /><title>Everything has a voice ... (except for worms) ~ Kaleb age 5</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SkOeur-lmKI/AAAAAAAADJg/qHf4_B-T7Hw/s1600-h/chalk+Kaleb+July+2003.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351295307162687650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SkOeur-lmKI/AAAAAAAADJg/qHf4_B-T7Hw/s320/chalk+Kaleb+July+2003.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photo Moment: Kaleb (age 5) 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in 2003, my sister Erica had me conduct a little survey with my son, Kaleb who was 5 at the time. The survey was part of an assignment from her Child Development class in college. She sent me the questions and asked me to have him answer them. Easy enough right? I still remember how fun it was to see his little mind work and feel his excitement over each new question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His answer to question #4 stays with me to this day: &lt;strong&gt;Why do birds sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hummmmm - Because they have a voice. Everything has a voice - except for worms.&lt;br /&gt;Birds like to sing - I've been thinking about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded of my son’s response today as I read a blog post by &lt;a href="http://www.stephencovey.com/blog/?p=39"&gt;Stephen R.Covey&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Below is an excerpt)&lt;br /&gt;“I wrote in the 8th Habit that the crucial challenge of our world today is this: to find our voice and inspire others to find theirs. On page 104 I specifically wrote about the effects of the internet in the democratization (finding voice) of our world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Democratization of Information/Expectations&lt;br /&gt;No one manages the internet. It is a sea change of global proportion. For the first time in history the pure voice of the human spirit rings out in millions of unedited conversations unfettered by borders. Real-time information drives expectations and social will, which ultimately drive the political will that impacts every person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His insights about the value and importance of finding our voice and inspiring others to find theirs really hit a spot with me. So true -Everything has a voice. And every one of us has the right and honor to use it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So my question to you is …&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you realize the importance of your voice?&lt;br /&gt;Have you found it? Are you using it? Do you inspire others to find theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Below is the complete survey by my son Kaleb at age 5 in 2003:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where does the sun go at night? In outer space. I know b/c I've seen it in a book. The sun likes it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why is the grass green? Because Heavenly Father made it that way. He can turn the grass green. I've thought a lot about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why do we have snow? Because when it's winter and it's raining the raindrops of the rain turn into snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Why do birds sing? Hummmmm - Because they have a voice. Everything has a voice - except for worms. Birds like to sing - I've been thinking about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How do flies walk on the ceiling? They have sticky feet and they stick to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Why do you have freckles? Because angels are kissing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How did you learn to talk? My Dad taught me - Actually, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Why do you have a belly button? Because I grew that way. All of us have a belly button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Why are you ticklish? Because I just am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Why do the stars shine? Because the sun is reflecting on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where do babies come from? From Mommy's stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS: No matter your age or station…Your voice matters – Let it be heard!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-6068359060395733581?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/6068359060395733581/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=6068359060395733581" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/6068359060395733581?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/6068359060395733581?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/everything-has-voice-except-for-worms.html" title="Everything has a voice ... 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few moments from the Mix Morning Show! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simply push play and listen in ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;PS: It's the Little Moments that Matter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-5104319607403224509?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="enclosure" type="video/mp4" href="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=93ddd640b4b4069b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5104319607403224509/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=5104319607403224509" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/5104319607403224509?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/5104319607403224509?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/audio-from-mix-morning-1053-fm-radio.html" title="Just in: A clip from my radio interview on 105.3 FM" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04AQHo4eip7ImA9WxJWEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-8274613926363428664</id><published>2009-06-16T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:32:21.432-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-16T09:32:21.432-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Just do it Nike" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dreams" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chalk art festival uptown shopping center richland wa" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="purpose" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="passion" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="take action and live" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="know why and what you want to do" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the power of taking action" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nike" /><title>JUST DO IT!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfGaxE0KpI/AAAAAAAADIw/tyq47P9ESVA/s1600-h/just+do+it+chalk+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347961245678185106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfGaxE0KpI/AAAAAAAADIw/tyq47P9ESVA/s320/just+do+it+chalk+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{Flashback}&lt;/strong&gt; It was the summer before my sophomore year in high school when this famous phrase hit the t-shirts and enthusiastic Nike fans of the world. JUST DO IT seemed to ignite the entire planet with passion, determination and enthusiasm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brief history of the empowering Nike phrase -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;According to Nike company lore, one of the most famous and easily recognized slogans in advertising history was coined at a 1988 meeting of Nike’s ad agency Wieden and Kennedy and a group of Nike employees. Dan Weiden, speaking admiringly of Nike’s can-do attitude, reportedly said, “You Nike guys, you just do it.” The rest, as they say, is (advertising) history. &lt;a href="http://www.cfar.com/Documents/nikecmp.pdf"&gt;(Read more)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, feel the power … say these 3 words out loud (right now) –&lt;strong&gt; JUST DO IT!&lt;/strong&gt; How did that feel? Did you feel the surge of energy sweep through your veins? Me too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find many people are happy and excited to wear the t-shirts and say the words but few actually get to the REAL doing! Why is that? Let’s explore for a moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, in order to just do something you have to have a plan of what it is you just want to do!&lt;br /&gt;Second, the plan needs to motivate and excite you. Otherwise, you won’t do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Third, the fear of failing must not stop you!&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, you need a deep belief that what you are doing matters (to you)!&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, you need to BEGIN – Just do it.&lt;br /&gt;Sixth – Every step of the journey is the journey. Believe in the process and who you will become because you dared to DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personal CHALK story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year in June, the Uptown Shopping Center holds a Chalk Art Festival in our city. People register and pay for a square/space to draw on the sidewalk. Each participant is entered into their age category and is handed a box of chalk to create their masterpiece. For the past 3 years, I have registered my children and happily sit back and enjoy their art. This year, I decided to JUST DO IT! Why not? Oh it felt good. Something wonderful happens inside of us when we JUST DO IT and LIVE….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfGKKFbnkI/AAAAAAAADIo/udpcuiiuXgw/s1600-h/Dance+Weekend+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347960960333880898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfGKKFbnkI/AAAAAAAADIo/udpcuiiuXgw/s320/Dance+Weekend+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rose. By Wendy :) Chalk Art Festival, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfF6aoC1JI/AAAAAAAADIg/ULG1O_xbB1Y/s1600-h/Dance+Weekend+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347960689896117394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfF6aoC1JI/AAAAAAAADIg/ULG1O_xbB1Y/s320/Dance+Weekend+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PS: The chalk art story is a simple example but I keep finding that the more we ACT and DO the more we grow and become. Start simple – then keep doing! Each act of action helps us build confidence and momentum to JUST DO the stuff inside of us that is screaming for attention and a chance to THRIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfFkcxPKyI/AAAAAAAADIQ/xyzAuiEgLAE/s1600-h/Dance+Weekend+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347960312514423586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfFkcxPKyI/AAAAAAAADIQ/xyzAuiEgLAE/s320/Dance+Weekend+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Art by the Christensen Family:&lt;/strong&gt; Top: Lauren, Rose: Wendy, Panda: Kade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This little moment matters:&lt;/strong&gt; Write down one thing you will JUST DO today. Now write down why it matters to you. Next, write down what your life would be like if you did it. And finally, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST DO IT! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-8274613926363428664?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/8274613926363428664/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=8274613926363428664" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/8274613926363428664?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/8274613926363428664?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-do-it.html" title="JUST DO IT!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SjfGaxE0KpI/AAAAAAAADIw/tyq47P9ESVA/s72-c/just+do+it+chalk+001.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMDQng9eip7ImA9WxJXFkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-9189531821984776749</id><published>2009-06-10T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:47:53.662-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-10T09:47:53.662-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="checkpoints in life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="checkpoints matter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="keep moving forward" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the Delilah show" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Love of a Lifetime by Lifehouse" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="slow down and love someone" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lifehouse" /><title>Checkpoints</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Si_hndlJsBI/AAAAAAAADHk/xnmCVG_YgMs/s1600-h/607222_crossing_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345739350783668242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Si_hndlJsBI/AAAAAAAADHk/xnmCVG_YgMs/s320/607222_crossing_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Keep Moving Forward ... :) One step at a time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late last night and I was doing dishes … Flipped on the radio in the kitchen and found myself tuned into the Delilah Show. I have not listened to her show for years! The voice on her program grabbed my attention. This lady called in to request that Delilah play a song from her wedding day. Apparently, it was her 5 year anniversary and she needed to hear that song! She went on to explain that life had been challenging over the past 5 years on the relationship and from what I could gather – chronically ill children, lack of work and everyday problems had taken their toll. Delilah wished her luck and played the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little ‘radio moment’ left an impression on my heart. I don’t personally know that lady but I was so glad she decided to call in and ask for a song to help her remember the good times. The words of the song went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess the time was right for us to say We'd take our time and live our lives together day by day  We'll make a wish and send it on a prayer We know our dreams can all come trueWith love that we can share &lt;/em&gt;~ Firehouse “Love of a Lifetime”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you find it amazing how certain checkpoints in life can help us re-focus, re-commit and REMIND us of the amazing journey of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might we asking – what is a checkpoint? A checkpoint to me is anything (moment, person, song, or thing) that reminds us of who we are where we are and the path we’re on. Checkpoints come to us in a variety of ways. They could be from a stranger, an email, a quote, a card, a photo, a smile, a song, a book, answers to a prayer, a plant growing in the garden, or a blog post. The list goes on and on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checkpoints are like road signs. Some of them say: Detour, STOP, Food next right, Caution, Slow down, GO, Rest area, and so forth. These checkpoints are available at any point in our journey of life. We just have to pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, pay attention to the checkpoints around you – they are there to help you one moment at a time! Keep a checkpoint journal and jot down the times you bump into something that speaks to your heart. Then take action on the prompting! The checkpoints are there for a reason! Tune in and LIVE …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: To the lady from the Delilah show last night … Here’s your song one more time! Happy Anniversary …. Make a wish and send it on a prayer :)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p61Q_DOwtps"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{Play}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-9189531821984776749?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/9189531821984776749/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=9189531821984776749" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/9189531821984776749?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/9189531821984776749?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/checkpoints.html" title="Checkpoints" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Si_hndlJsBI/AAAAAAAADHk/xnmCVG_YgMs/s72-c/607222_crossing_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMMSX0zfip7ImA9WxJXFE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-4668819015868085139</id><published>2009-06-06T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:14:48.386-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-07T21:14:48.386-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dream big" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Macintosh computer ad 1991" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="making a difference" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="make your days here count" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Our moments matter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reach for a dream start now" /><title>Dream BIG!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SiofpdyBXvI/AAAAAAAADE8/GGP2zBEWz2Y/s1600-h/eiffelpostcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344118705058045682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SiofpdyBXvI/AAAAAAAADE8/GGP2zBEWz2Y/s320/eiffelpostcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bumped into this quote earlier this week and just love it! :) Thought you might too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there were ever a time to dare,&lt;br /&gt;to make a difference,&lt;br /&gt;to embark on something worth doing, it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for any grand cause, necessarily-but for something that tugs at your heart,&lt;br /&gt;something that's your aspiration,&lt;br /&gt;something that's your dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You owe it to yourself to make your days here count.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Dig deep.&lt;br /&gt;Stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~From a Macintosh computer ad, 1991&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-4668819015868085139?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4668819015868085139/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=4668819015868085139" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/4668819015868085139?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/4668819015868085139?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/dream-big.html" title="Dream BIG!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SiofpdyBXvI/AAAAAAAADE8/GGP2zBEWz2Y/s72-c/eiffelpostcard.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04BRHY6fyp7ImA9WxJQGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-229848075518914302</id><published>2009-06-02T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:05:55.817-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-02T11:05:55.817-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enjoy and live every moment" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="as we choose we become" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="life is beautiful" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pay attention to life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="grow in possibility" /><title>Pay attention to life and it will pay attention to YOU!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we pay attention - Life is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And when we choose to enjoy the beauty and share it ... Happiness abounds!&lt;br /&gt;(Share it well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SiVeGR5HWEI/AAAAAAAADBs/hlCv2t0o1p8/s1600-h/Moments+in+May+2009+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342779994920147010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SiVeGR5HWEI/AAAAAAAADBs/hlCv2t0o1p8/s320/Moments+in+May+2009+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Short story:&lt;/strong&gt; A couple of months ago, I was outside working in the yard. There was this strange green plant growing happily in the dirt. The vine was fuzzy and looked like a big, overgrown weed. For some reason, I didn't pull it out during my 'weeding rampage'! I remember going in later that night and thinking: &lt;em&gt;I wonder what that plant is - Fiddle-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; weeds weeds weeds ... tomorrow is another day - I'll yank it out in the morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In all honesty, I forgot about the funky growing madness in the backyard. And I'm so glad I did because just last weekend (while working out in the yard), this crazy looking yard critter turned into a gorgeous flower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at it and said (out loud) - "Well, look what you've become! Something amazing indeed ..." And it talked back saying: "Thank you for giving me the time and chance to become something wonderful!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/strong&gt; Pay attention to the people, the plants, and the moments that make up our days - and give it/them a chance to grow and become their greatest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;possibility&lt;/span&gt;! Often times, at first glance, we judge and 'cut things down' before they ever get a chance to grow and flourish! (Ourselves included) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Live THIS moment and the next and the next - choose to become! Pay attention to life and it will pay attention to YOU! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-229848075518914302?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/229848075518914302/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=229848075518914302" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/229848075518914302?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/229848075518914302?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/06/pay-attention-to-life-and-it-will-pay.html" title="Pay attention to life and it will pay attention to YOU!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SiVeGR5HWEI/AAAAAAAADBs/hlCv2t0o1p8/s72-c/Moments+in+May+2009+046.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUQARn09eyp7ImA9WxJQFUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-3214789803879227493</id><published>2009-05-28T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:49:07.363-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-28T14:49:07.363-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="making a difference in the life of a child" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids spell love TIME" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thursday mornings in Kindergarten" /><title>Thursday mornings in Kindergarten ...</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sh8DcZXWgCI/AAAAAAAADAM/L6G6watiofU/s1600-h/174732_box_of_crayons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340991469464748066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sh8DcZXWgCI/AAAAAAAADAM/L6G6watiofU/s320/174732_box_of_crayons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;A hundred years from now it will not matter what my bank account was, the sort of house I lived in, or the kind of car I drove, but the world may be different because I was important in the life of a child....~&lt;/em&gt; Forest Witcraft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had the awesome privilege of helping in my daughter’s kindergarten class every Thursday for the past school year. Today was an extra special time in the class! I don’t know if it was because we’ll only have one more time together next week or if it’s because we’re all friends and look forward to our 45 minutes together on Thursdays … Maybe it was a combination of both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked about the letters CH and how together they make the CH sound … the kids drew pictures of cherries, cheese and chocolate. We talked about how much we liked all of those foods and our favorite kinds of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight is the Kindergarten musical and all the kids were giddy with excitement for the upcoming performance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Miss Wendy, will you be there to watch us?” Many of them asked.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes! I’ll be in the front row – wouldn’t miss it for anything” was my reply!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our time ended and it was time to line up for recess. One by one the kids hug me and tell me they can’t wait for for the program tonight and our time together again next Thursday…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was teary as I left the school. Only one more week and its summer – I will truly miss my Thursday mornings in Kindergarten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-3214789803879227493?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3214789803879227493/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=3214789803879227493" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/3214789803879227493?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/3214789803879227493?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-mornings-in-kindergarten.html" title="Thursday mornings in Kindergarten ..." /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sh8DcZXWgCI/AAAAAAAADAM/L6G6watiofU/s72-c/174732_box_of_crayons.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMNSHc7fip7ImA9WxJQFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-8604911716982351875</id><published>2009-05-27T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:34:59.906-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-27T18:34:59.906-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sandra bullock" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love is a beautiful thing" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="two weeks notice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="romantic comedy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hugh grant" /><title>{Wednesday Movie Moment}</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sh3aZUtMXyI/AAAAAAAADAE/dhgreE4nZPI/s1600-h/top.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340664861721124642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sh3aZUtMXyI/AAAAAAAADAE/dhgreE4nZPI/s320/top.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-oP_RcuWIY"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two Weeks Notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;she's&lt;/span&gt; rather like the building she loves so much. A little rough around the edges but, when you look closely, absolutely beautiful. And the only one of her kind. And even though I've said cruel things and driven her away, she's become the voice in my head. And I can't seem to drown her out. And I don't want to drown her out. &lt;/em&gt;~George Wade&lt;br /&gt;(Watch the clip by simply clicking on the Two Weeks Notice text above)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt; the power of a love letter ...! :) This one gets me every time.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love how movies capture our hearts and leave such lasting impressions?&lt;br /&gt;Me too ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-8604911716982351875?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://twoweeksnoticemovie.warnerbros.com/" title="{Wednesday Movie Moment}" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/8604911716982351875/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=8604911716982351875" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/8604911716982351875?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/8604911716982351875?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-movie-moment-grab-popcorn-and.html" title="{Wednesday Movie Moment}" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sh3aZUtMXyI/AAAAAAAADAE/dhgreE4nZPI/s72-c/top.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A04HRno9fip7ImA9WxJQE0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-5265290811081852818</id><published>2009-05-26T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:18:57.466-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-26T16:18:57.466-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mt. st. helens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="antique bikes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lemonade" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vintage plates" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mt. rainer" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="antique shops" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flea markets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="16 years of love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Italian soda" /><title>A weekend escape to the mountains...!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{WOW MOMENT}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My husband and I celebrated our 16 year anniversary last weekend - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt; la la!&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect trip :) We were surrounded by gorgeous Mountains, flea markets, yummy food and antique shops galore! Special thanks to my romantic guy for the weekend escape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxO35FUDFI/AAAAAAAAC_8/AdjWbs5UywY/s1600-h/The+mountains+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340229980277443666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxO35FUDFI/AAAAAAAAC_8/AdjWbs5UywY/s320/The+mountains+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loved checking out all the cool vintage shops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxOpX8qqjI/AAAAAAAAC_0/c-LD-QgexI8/s1600-h/The+mountains+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340229730864638514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxOpX8qqjI/AAAAAAAAC_0/c-LD-QgexI8/s320/The+mountains+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just had to snap a photo of this huge bowl of lemons. We stopped along the highway to check out a giant flea market - There were food vendors sprinkled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;throughout&lt;/span&gt; the town and it was so fun to get lost in the crowd and busy flow of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxOgqYVhkI/AAAAAAAAC_s/AI3H2Jjxr-E/s1600-h/The+mountains+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340229581193709122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxOgqYVhkI/AAAAAAAAC_s/AI3H2Jjxr-E/s320/The+mountains+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I fell in love with this antique set of rose china - oh it was gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxOStfpFBI/AAAAAAAAC_k/m7TiSg0EOuM/s1600-h/Mt+Rainer+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340229341511488530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxOStfpFBI/AAAAAAAAC_k/m7TiSg0EOuM/s320/Mt+Rainer+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were driving along the highway and stopped to capture Mt. Rainer on film! I love mountains and find them so inspiring and full of WOW! We were blessed with splendid weather - couldn't believe how perfect it was!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxOJgYTwAI/AAAAAAAAC_c/cdXHo7qI24c/s1600-h/The+mountains+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340229183372247042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxOJgYTwAI/AAAAAAAAC_c/cdXHo7qI24c/s320/The+mountains+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made a visit to the Mt. St. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Helens&lt;/span&gt; monument and looked in awe at the mighty mountain that 29 years ago caused all sorts of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;havoc&lt;/span&gt; in our state! From this sign, there was a great view of Mt. St. Helens :) My photo didn't turn out so well of that mountain but I did get this sign :)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxNzmOCGaI/AAAAAAAAC_U/l3arm_Sc0h4/s1600-h/The+mountains+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340228806982637986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxNzmOCGaI/AAAAAAAAC_U/l3arm_Sc0h4/s320/The+mountains+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out that vintage bike - LOVE it. I think old stuff is so charming and romantic ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxNmzxMF9I/AAAAAAAAC_M/bMSppoyUEXs/s1600-h/Top+of+White+Pass+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340228587281455058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxNmzxMF9I/AAAAAAAAC_M/bMSppoyUEXs/s320/Top+of+White+Pass+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grabbed a peach Italian Soda at the flea market... :) Yum!! PS: Found some cool, old stuff at bargain prices! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to self:&lt;/strong&gt; Take time to spend time with the ones you love! It enriches the relationship, creates lasting memories and most of all - REMINDS us that time together doing the things we LOVE adds value to the journey of life!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-5265290811081852818?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5265290811081852818/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=5265290811081852818" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/5265290811081852818?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/5265290811081852818?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-16.html" title="A weekend escape to the mountains...!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShxO35FUDFI/AAAAAAAAC_8/AdjWbs5UywY/s72-c/The+mountains+034.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQGSX4_fSp7ImA9WxJRGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-1708727714971643838</id><published>2009-05-21T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:05:28.045-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-21T18:05:28.045-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="It's the Little Moments that Matter by Wendy Christensen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Every step of the journey is the journey" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="as we choose we become" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="make your dreams real" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="do what it takes" /><title>Do what it takes to make your DREAMS REAL!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShX5Q0U06yI/AAAAAAAAC_E/P4bwRzlRVUI/s1600-h/spotlight+dvd+cover+2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338447000636812066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShX5Q0U06yI/AAAAAAAAC_E/P4bwRzlRVUI/s320/spotlight+dvd+cover+2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;ave you ever had a day or a moment that quietly whispered to you? Maybe the day shouted at you or just gently talked… I had one of those yesterday. The day told me much about my past and my present.And it came in a song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me set the stage: My husband and I were invited to be guests on a local radio show. It went really well – I talked about my “Little Moments” book and my husband sang songs from his CD.  The last song he performed was the title track: “Wiggle Like a Fish” … the lyrics go: You gotta wiggle like a fish, slither like a snake, turn yourself around – &lt;strong&gt;DO WHAT IT TAKES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That “do what it takes” struck me as I stood in that little studio room listening to him sing! My mind flashed back to when I first dared to write the pages of my book (2003). I had a new baby, and two little boys. I wrote late at night and early in the morning. The words and ideas just kept coming and I knew I had to do something with them. I didn’t know anything about the publishing world or how to even get a book made. Eventually, I found a way to cut and bind a few copies and was putting them together for Christmas. While picking up the newly bound handmade books, I bumped into a lady I had met a couple of months earlier while visiting her gift shop – Wild Goose Designs. To my surprise, she remembered me and asked what I was doing at Staples on Christmas Eve. I told her I was picking up my books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped and said: “I didn’t know you were an Author!” I told her I didn’t know I was either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then invited me to do a book signing at her shop on Valentine’s Day.  This propelled me into the next stage – making lots of books! I found a local copy shop that would print and cut them. I handmade all the covers and took them to be bound. (Lots of steps involved).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book signing was a riot! And at one point, the handmade book ended up in 4 shops around town. I found myself doing more book signings and enjoyed radio and TV interviews.  I then tried to find a publishing house to pick up the manuscript. For the record: It has been rejected by 4 thus far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during that search, I was hired by one of the publishing houses to be their Literary Publicist. I did that for 3 years. And as I was learning and growing in the publishing world, I thought it would be fun to do something with my husband’s singing talent.  And we started Wiggle Like a Fish! And all of that flashed through my mind as my husband sang his “Wiggle” song and I couldn’t help but think … &lt;strong&gt;“WOW! Look what has happened and who we have become in the last 5 years!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share the above story to simply say that when we choose to dream and take the steps necessary to make the dream REAL, our lives change and before we know it, we are no longer the person we used to be. We find ourselves in an entire new space in life and the doors that are opening are open because we dared to dream and do! We dared to push down the fear barriers and continued to walk into the unknown. We dared to DO WHAT IT TAKES.  And if necessary – turn ourselves around to get where it is we want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;My ultimate goal when I first wrote the book was to have it published. I thought that would be the best thing to happen.  But this adventure continues to teach me that there is NOT just ONE final outcome or destination for our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am continually reminded that &lt;strong&gt;EVERY STEP of the Journey – IS the journey!  &lt;/strong&gt;And yesterday was just a little reminder that the little moments matter – because what we choose to do with our time ultimately decides who we will become…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-1708727714971643838?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1708727714971643838/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=1708727714971643838" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/1708727714971643838?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/1708727714971643838?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/do-what-it-takes-to-make-your-dreams.html" title="Do what it takes to make your DREAMS REAL!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShX5Q0U06yI/AAAAAAAAC_E/P4bwRzlRVUI/s72-c/spotlight+dvd+cover+2007.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AFRHw7fSp7ImA9WxJRGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-333686870708821784</id><published>2009-05-21T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:41:55.205-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-21T15:41:55.205-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="go away grumpies you can't ruin my day" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="good morning tri-cities" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tory and Wendy Christensen on the mix morning show" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doug daniels mix morning show" /><title>A Morning Show Moment :)</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShXWiA48iUI/AAAAAAAAC-8/cvmPWPwm5_c/s1600-h/Wendy+on+KONA+2009+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338408813160335682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShXWiA48iUI/AAAAAAAAC-8/cvmPWPwm5_c/s320/Wendy+on+KONA+2009+BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good Morning!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Talking about: &lt;a href="http://www.littlemomentsthatmatter.com/"&gt;"It's the Little Moments that Matter"&lt;/a&gt; on the Mix Morning Show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShXWboDy9aI/AAAAAAAAC-0/Y2rWMMEYV00/s1600-h/Mix+Morning+Show+Tory,+Wendy,+Doug+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338408703415743906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShXWboDy9aI/AAAAAAAAC-0/Y2rWMMEYV00/s320/Mix+Morning+Show+Tory,+Wendy,+Doug+BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Doug Daniels (Morning Show Host)&lt;br /&gt;with Tory and Wendy Christensen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time talking and singing LIVE on the Mix Morning Show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone for tuning in ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you ever encounter the grumpies - simply stop what you are doing and shout -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO AWAY GRUMPIES - YOU CAN'T RUIN MY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-333686870708821784?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/333686870708821784/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=333686870708821784" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/333686870708821784?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/333686870708821784?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/morning-show-moment.html" title="A Morning Show Moment :)" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShXWiA48iUI/AAAAAAAAC-8/cvmPWPwm5_c/s72-c/Wendy+on+KONA+2009+BW.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQCRXozeCp7ImA9WxJRGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-2049942712962375581</id><published>2009-05-21T13:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:19:24.480-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-21T15:19:24.480-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="middle school ASB" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="peac love llamas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="elections speech" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="take action" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chasing down a dream" /><title>Peace. Love. Llamas!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW_LsKntXI/AAAAAAAAC98/lo0URiP-MhI/s1600-h/Peace+love+Llamas+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338383140872762738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW_LsKntXI/AAAAAAAAC98/lo0URiP-MhI/s320/Peace+love+Llamas+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW_CZWf3wI/AAAAAAAAC90/kVZtXjnbl3g/s1600-h/Peace+love+Llamas+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338382981203484418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW_CZWf3wI/AAAAAAAAC90/kVZtXjnbl3g/s320/Peace+love+Llamas+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW-20H_XaI/AAAAAAAAC9s/VFoB1yWRc1I/s1600-h/Peace+love+Llamas+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338382782231960994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW-20H_XaI/AAAAAAAAC9s/VFoB1yWRc1I/s320/Peace+love+Llamas+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW-tYRYKTI/AAAAAAAAC9k/A7NXfk9foao/s1600-h/Peace+love+Llamas+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338382620136319282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW-tYRYKTI/AAAAAAAAC9k/A7NXfk9foao/s320/Peace+love+Llamas+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My oldest son, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt;, ran for Vice President of his Middle School. I enjoyed being a part of his campaign and watching all the effort and time that went into running for this position! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite part of the entire process was the night he read me his speech. He told a story about a llama that went to middle school and didn't fit in. He ended it with a very sweet statement about reaching out to all kids at his middle school and his desire for everyone to have a friend and a positive middle school experience! He had my vote :)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to be part of his excitement when he received the - &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Congratulations! You won!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;phone call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I love you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kade&lt;/span&gt; - Keep sharing the peace and love - I know you will be a GREAT V.P. at your school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-2049942712962375581?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/2049942712962375581/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=2049942712962375581" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/2049942712962375581?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/2049942712962375581?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/peace-love-llamas.html" title="Peace. Love. Llamas!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShW_LsKntXI/AAAAAAAAC98/lo0URiP-MhI/s72-c/Peace+love+Llamas+008.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UERHc8fip7ImA9WxJRF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-843680290425941962</id><published>2009-05-19T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:46:45.976-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-19T10:46:45.976-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Doug and Denise Daniels" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="105.3 FM" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="KONA FM" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="moments that matter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wiggle like a fish" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Morning show with Tory and Wendy Christensen" /><title>Catch us LIVE on KONA / 105.3 FM ---!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShLus6JC1pI/AAAAAAAAC9c/z3KolGpv6HE/s1600-h/Tory+and+Wendy+April+2009+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337590963676305042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShLus6JC1pI/AAAAAAAAC9c/z3KolGpv6HE/s320/Tory+and+Wendy+April+2009+BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tory and Wendy Christensen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch us LIVE on the Doug and Denise Daniels Morning Show!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, May 20th - 2009&lt;br /&gt;8:15 AM&lt;br /&gt;KONA 105.3 FM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll be talking about the &lt;a href="http://www.littlemomentsthatmatter.com/"&gt;"Little Moments that Matter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And &lt;a href="http://www.wigglelikeafish.com/"&gt;"Wiggle Like a Fish"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: There will be singing! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tune in and be part of the FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-843680290425941962?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="related" href="http://www.mix1053.com/" title="Catch us LIVE on KONA / 105.3 FM ---!" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/843680290425941962/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=843680290425941962" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/843680290425941962?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/843680290425941962?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/catch-us-live-on-kona-1053-fm.html" title="Catch us LIVE on KONA / 105.3 FM ---!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/ShLus6JC1pI/AAAAAAAAC9c/z3KolGpv6HE/s72-c/Tory+and+Wendy+April+2009+BW.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A08BRH46eyp7ImA9WxJREkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-1568165048278213842</id><published>2009-05-13T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:24:15.013-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-13T14:24:15.013-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="five minutes each day for you" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="you matter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="top 3 reasons to make you a priority" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="create time to do something you love" /><title>TOP 3 Reasons to make YOU a priority!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs59tWprwI/AAAAAAAAC9M/gvhau39lQz0/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday+Kaleb+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335421915859889922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs59tWprwI/AAAAAAAAC9M/gvhau39lQz0/s320/Happy+Birthday+Kaleb+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hi ... That's me - on my way out for a bike ride! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FACTS -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A day is 24 hours. An hour is 60 minutes. There are 60 seconds in a minute. Tick tock… Tick tock – Hear that? Time is marching on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it absolutely amazing how much we can fit into a day, an hour and even a minute! When was the last time you did something JUST FOR YOURSELF?! Today: Create 5 minutes (or more) just for YOU! Choose something you love to do and do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOP 3 Reasons to make YOU a priority -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You’ll discover or rediscover the inner greatness of you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we lose that when we get too busy.&lt;br /&gt;2. You’ll be rejuvenated by the time you had just for you.&lt;br /&gt;Energy will flow through you as you make yourself a priority!&lt;br /&gt;3. You’ll prioritize your time differently as you will realize the importance&lt;br /&gt;of having time to do the things that matter to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Added bonus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The people around you will notice the skip/hop in your step because of who you are becoming just by making yourself a priority!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take FIVE and enjoy being ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I posted two items today: See my 'FIVE Minutes of blogger FUN' below ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-1568165048278213842?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/1568165048278213842/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=1568165048278213842" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/1568165048278213842?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/1568165048278213842?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-3-reasons-to-make-you-priority.html" title="TOP 3 Reasons to make YOU a priority!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs59tWprwI/AAAAAAAAC9M/gvhau39lQz0/s72-c/Happy+Birthday+Kaleb+007.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QGRno5fSp7ImA9WxJREkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-342676395119557221</id><published>2009-05-13T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T14:15:27.425-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-13T14:15:27.425-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mom Moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="the awesome job of being a MOM" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mother's Day 2009" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WOW I am a MOM" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Happy Mother's Day" /><title>And I think to myself: WOW!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs3xlweHgI/AAAAAAAAC9E/m8L_ilOOCvg/s1600-h/Our+Moments+Matter+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335419508639014402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs3xlweHgI/AAAAAAAAC9E/m8L_ilOOCvg/s320/Our+Moments+Matter+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Be authentically YOU!" ... Lauren, Kade, Wendy and Kaleb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs1-EmjYNI/AAAAAAAAC88/veT-HWz9ssA/s1600-h/Peace+love+Llamas+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335417524054089938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs1-EmjYNI/AAAAAAAAC88/veT-HWz9ssA/s320/Peace+love+Llamas+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Lauren&lt;/strong&gt; - My Ladybug! Photo Moment: Mother's Day Tea party!&lt;br /&gt;Presented by Lauren's Kindergarten Class ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs10-AgPmI/AAAAAAAAC80/0tI2Xc3y5zM/s1600-h/Peace+love+Llamas+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335417367665065570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs10-AgPmI/AAAAAAAAC80/0tI2Xc3y5zM/s320/Peace+love+Llamas+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lauren&lt;/strong&gt; - My Princess, my friend, my only daughter! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs0_dyOMdI/AAAAAAAAC8s/EXoZMH9YHkg/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday+Kaleb+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335416448482161106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs0_dyOMdI/AAAAAAAAC8s/EXoZMH9YHkg/s320/Happy+Birthday+Kaleb+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Kaleb&lt;/strong&gt; - My baseball star, my Curious George, my funny kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgsz5G609JI/AAAAAAAAC8k/xIKDgjrysA8/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+Card+by+Kade+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335415239753397394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgsz5G609JI/AAAAAAAAC8k/xIKDgjrysA8/s320/Mothers+Day+Card+by+Kade+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mother's Day Card by my son, Kade - 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kade&lt;/strong&gt; - My Dreamer, my Artist, my Soccer Star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank Heavenly Father everyday for blessing me with 3 wonderful kids who call me MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-342676395119557221?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/342676395119557221/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=342676395119557221" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/342676395119557221?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/342676395119557221?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-i-think-to-myself-wow.html" title="And I think to myself: WOW!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/Sgs3xlweHgI/AAAAAAAAC9E/m8L_ilOOCvg/s72-c/Our+Moments+Matter+2009.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0AFRHs-fip7ImA9WxJSGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-5004723916788861437</id><published>2009-05-08T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:08:35.556-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-08T22:08:35.556-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tuesdays with Morrie" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dance like no one is watching" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mitch Albom" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I hope you dance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="creating the perfect day" /><title>I hope you dance ...</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SgTNv-7mI0I/AAAAAAAAC8c/GmqqdnpsJGQ/s1600-h/feature_439_story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333614082944017218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SgTNv-7mI0I/AAAAAAAAC8c/GmqqdnpsJGQ/s320/feature_439_story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Morrie Schwartz and Mitch Albom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;here are certain moments in life that leave more of an impression than others do. I really believe this has to do with where we are (emotionally, physically and spiritually) at the time the moment happens and the state of our soul when the event occurs. There are times when a quote, a talk, a smile, a hug, a kind word, or a page from a book hit me in such a way – I can hardly believe I was fortunate enough to bump into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The lasting moments linger with us because we connect with them in an emotional way. Our life collides with the external event and becomes etched on our heart forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When these times happen, I usually write them down as a way to preserve them so I can use it again for another day in the future. Do you do that too? I suspect the answer is yes and that is why blogging is so powerful and important. We use our entries to collect, share and preserve the things that matter to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I bumped into one of my favorite books and just seeing the title of it made me smile and remember the first time I read it! The book is &lt;strong&gt;“Tuesdays with Morrie” by Mitch Albom&lt;/strong&gt;. I read this book at a time when my heart/soul really needed it. It was as if Morrie was talking directly to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a chapter in the book called – &lt;em&gt;The Thirteenth Tuesday We Talk about the Perfect Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Mitch Albom asks Morrie how he would spend ONE day if he were perfectly healthy. The answer is so beautiful and simple. And just typing about it brings tears to my eyes! His answer was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s see … I’d get up in the morning, do my exercises, have a lovely breakfast of sweet rolls and tea, go for a swim, then have my friends come over for a nice lunch. I’d have them come one or two at a time so we could talk about their families, their issues, talk about how much we mean to each other.“Then I’d go for a walk in the garden with some trees, watch their colors, watch the birds, take in the nature that I haven’t seen in so long now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In the evening, we’d all go together to a restaurant with some great pasta, maybe some duck – I love duck – and then we’d dance the rest of the night. I’d dance with all the wonderful dance partners out there, until I was exhausted. And then I’d go home and have a deep, wonderful sleep.”*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch Albom then asks – “That’s it?”&lt;br /&gt;I love how this book flows. The next Tuesday, they said good bye. And Morrie passed away….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things we take for granted – like walking outside, having lunch with a friend, going swimming or dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, I was able to attend the Washington State PTA Convention in Seattle, WA and as part of the event they had a big banquet (complete with a DJ, dance floor and dancing)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t get Morrie’s “Perfect Day” out of my mind and as soon as the music started, I hit the dance floor. It was wonderful – I danced all night – like no one was watching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt so good and I realized as I let myself get lost in the music and the crowd how lucky I am (you too) for each new day to - live, love, learn, dream, and dance! Thank heavens for the moments/words/people and books that stay etched on our hearts ! And for the opportunity we have to create 'perfect days'! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you get the chance to sit it out or dance – I hope you dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Excerpt from "Tuesdays with Morrie" by Mitch Albom, page 171.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-5004723916788861437?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/5004723916788861437/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=5004723916788861437" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/5004723916788861437?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/5004723916788861437?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hope-you-dance.html" title="I hope you dance ..." /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SgTNv-7mI0I/AAAAAAAAC8c/GmqqdnpsJGQ/s72-c/feature_439_story.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE4CSHsyeSp7ImA9WxJSFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-4631826689507623029</id><published>2009-05-05T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:49:29.591-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-05T12:49:29.591-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="get caught in the rain" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happy tip" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="plant flowers in your yard" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="priceless moments with my daughter" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dance in the rain" /><title>Happy Tip #1 ...</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SgCWU3PU41I/AAAAAAAAC70/4QXGo_kqEUE/s1600-h/flowers+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332427243976450898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SgCWU3PU41I/AAAAAAAAC70/4QXGo_kqEUE/s320/flowers+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;{Plant Flowers in your yard ...}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Commentary:&lt;/strong&gt; Yesterday, my daughter and I spent the afternoon together!&lt;br /&gt;First, we had lunch (we sat on big high chairs, sipped on water and talked about our day).&lt;br /&gt;Next, we spent an hour in the flower section picking out flowers for the yard.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we came home and got our hands totally dirty with the dirt of the Earth ...&lt;br /&gt;Just after we started to plant, the rains came pouring down - that didn't stop us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when we were soaking wet and the flowers were safely 'tucked in' ...&lt;br /&gt;We dashed inside to dry off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost of the flowers = $45.00&lt;br /&gt;Memories created = Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Be one who creates happiness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-4631826689507623029?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/4631826689507623029/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=4631826689507623029" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/4631826689507623029?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/4631826689507623029?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-tip-get-caught-in-rain.html" title="Happy Tip #1 ..." /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SgCWU3PU41I/AAAAAAAAC70/4QXGo_kqEUE/s72-c/flowers+004.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EFQHo6eSp7ImA9WxJTFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-147956402039548816</id><published>2009-04-23T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:20:11.411-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-23T14:20:11.411-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="when life hands you challenges choose to see what's great about them" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stepping stones in life" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="working through challenges" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shift your focus" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="find joy in everyday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="little pet shop toys" /><title>When life hands you challenges – Shift your FOCUS</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SfCS0nEFD5I/AAAAAAAAC7s/E5H0ob7p1aE/s1600-h/677436_vintage_camera_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327919791716241298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SfCS0nEFD5I/AAAAAAAAC7s/E5H0ob7p1aE/s320/677436_vintage_camera_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Often, life hands us challenges, setbacks and even disappointments. It’s easy to let those things become the main focus and keep us from enjoying all the good things happening around us.&lt;br /&gt;The happiness and joy we feel relates to the things we choose to focus on. Our focus creates the way we feel, act and behave moment to moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{Little Example}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week, I was able to attend my son’s little league baseball game. As I was sitting in the bleachers – enjoying the sun, the game and the company of the other baseball fans, my daughter (age 6) came running up to me sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mom, I lost my littlest pet shop.” She cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Was it the littlest, tiny one or just the little one?” I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This question made her stop and think (and instantly ceased her sobbing!) If you are into the Pet Shop toys, you know that there are tiny ones and then little ones. If it was the tiniest pet shop (the size of your fingernail), we had a long night ahead of us to find it.) If it was the regular sized Pet Shop – our chances of reclaiming it were much higher. Thankfully, the one missing was not the fingernail sized critter. Ahhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By asking a question, I was able to shift her focus and we were better able to deal with the realness of the situation. I told her to say a little prayer and ask for help finding it. Then we began hunting for the little brown squirrel. The parents in the stands could see we were hunting and they gathered their own children and began to look too. The Hero of the moment was our Catcher’s Dad! At first grab, he thought he found an acorn but really discovered it was the lost toy! Thanks Craig for your Eagle eyes and kind heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;{Focus - It matters!}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little incident reminded me that challenges (big or the size of a fingernail) matter but should not consume us or keep us from finding joy. It also reminded me that through our challenges, we learn a great deal from those around us that care and reach out to help us. Happiness is continually up for grabs! REACH up and REACH out to those you can help and those that can help you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time you find yourself consumed in a challenge that seems too big – stop and ask yourself a question or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple that may help:&lt;br /&gt;1) What is great about this?&lt;br /&gt;2) Who can I ask to help me with this challenge? (Please consider saying a prayer first – the Lord hears you and does respond.) And often sends the answer in the form of another person. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, feel free to go outside pick up a rock and hold it right in front of your eye (so you can’t see anything else.) Then toss it out into the yard. That is what your challenge really is – a pebble in the sea of LIFE. Use that pebble to be a stepping stone to a better you, a better tomorrow and a sweeter soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenges we are faced with are there for us. They help us grow, learn and become! Shift your focus and choose to SEE and appreciate what’s great about them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-147956402039548816?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/147956402039548816/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=147956402039548816" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/147956402039548816?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/147956402039548816?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-life-hands-you-challenges-shift.html" title="When life hands you challenges – Shift your FOCUS" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SfCS0nEFD5I/AAAAAAAAC7s/E5H0ob7p1aE/s72-c/677436_vintage_camera_3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8NQnkyeCp7ImA9WxJTEEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-3988901253124789815</id><published>2009-04-18T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:21:33.790-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-18T11:21:33.790-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dear life I love you" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="letters from kids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="It's the Little Moments that Matter by Wendy Christensen" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Easter moments" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I'm in over my head and I love it" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wiggle like a fish" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday celebration" /><title>I'm in OVER my head (and LOVE it)...!</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever stopped to think about the amazing moments that make up your life? Me too! My favorite time to reflect is at night ...&lt;br /&gt;The house is all quiet and the silence creates the perfect atmosphere for instant replay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I had quite a show running across the stage of my mind. Would you like a glimpse?! Action on the set - Tape rolling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The show begins with:&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Life, ... I'm in over my head and I LOVE it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoU5RoW7_I/AAAAAAAAC7U/HgfzyQC-ihE/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday+Wendy+with+kids+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326092483536809970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoU5RoW7_I/AAAAAAAAC7U/HgfzyQC-ihE/s320/Happy+Birthday+Wendy+with+kids+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A night to celebrate being alive! Wendy, Kade, Lauren and Kaleb&lt;br /&gt;April 14, 2009 - AKA: My birthday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoUrXBTU_I/AAAAAAAAC7M/5nGfA8VgQjA/s1600-h/Mud+pie+BW+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326092244465439730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoUrXBTU_I/AAAAAAAAC7M/5nGfA8VgQjA/s320/Mud+pie+BW+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday with mud pie ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoUfzDRGBI/AAAAAAAAC7E/_wySCclTjwQ/s1600-h/This+pies+is+for+you+MOM+kids+in+WOW+mode+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326092045831444498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoUfzDRGBI/AAAAAAAAC7E/_wySCclTjwQ/s320/This+pies+is+for+you+MOM+kids+in+WOW+mode+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kade, Kaleb and Lauren&lt;br /&gt;(Dig in!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoUNMqhA-I/AAAAAAAAC68/hj0MgNjA_zk/s1600-h/April+and+Wendy+2009+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326091726289437666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoUNMqhA-I/AAAAAAAAC68/hj0MgNjA_zk/s320/April+and+Wendy+2009+BW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;April Rhineheart and Wendy Christensen&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks for the fun afternoon April ...)&lt;br /&gt;She and I have been friends for 23 years! :)&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine life without her ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoUAxPpsuI/AAAAAAAAC60/1lqF2-Wl-aI/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday+Wendy+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326091512770573026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoUAxPpsuI/AAAAAAAAC60/1lqF2-Wl-aI/s320/Happy+Birthday+Wendy+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaleb at bat - It's Little League Season!&lt;br /&gt;(He's my slugger!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoTzEmZ8gI/AAAAAAAAC6s/-ifBlDCRMds/s1600-h/Mom+I+love+you+note+from+Lauren+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326091277448114690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoTzEmZ8gI/AAAAAAAAC6s/-ifBlDCRMds/s320/Mom+I+love+you+note+from+Lauren+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Letter from Lauren ... Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;PS: I love you up to the moon and back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoTnjAi_3I/AAAAAAAAC6k/GElAlb8YCF0/s1600-h/Wiggle+Like+a+Fish+show+Wendy+and+Lauren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326091079452393330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoTnjAi_3I/AAAAAAAAC6k/GElAlb8YCF0/s320/Wiggle+Like+a+Fish+show+Wendy+and+Lauren.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wendy and Lauren at the  &lt;a href="http://www.wigglelikeafish.com/"&gt;"Wiggle Like a Fish"&lt;/a&gt; show&lt;br /&gt;in Kennewick, WA ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoTUyNgXdI/AAAAAAAAC6c/FsDbi8OO8Q0/s1600-h/Easter+Sunday+Kade,+Kaleb,+Lauren+2009+outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326090757115764178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoTUyNgXdI/AAAAAAAAC6c/FsDbi8OO8Q0/s320/Easter+Sunday+Kade,+Kaleb,+Lauren+2009+outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauren, Kaleb and Kade&lt;br /&gt;(On an Easter Treasure Hunt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoTF1UJdKI/AAAAAAAAC6U/GH4kG1zPaKw/s1600-h/Tory+and+Wendy+Easter+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326090500250891426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoTF1UJdKI/AAAAAAAAC6U/GH4kG1zPaKw/s320/Tory+and+Wendy+Easter+2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my husband Tory ...&lt;br /&gt;Easter 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoS5rQVx2I/AAAAAAAAC6M/BItFVlJV0SM/s1600-h/Assembly+at+HHS+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not pictured:&lt;/strong&gt; Kade's soccer games, walk and lunch with my Mom, driving 50 Miles a day (as the Taxi Mom), family prayers, church on Sunday, dinner time as a family, yard work, Wiggle Like a Fish plans, little songs written in the car, snuggle time on the couch, the early morning rush to get to school on time, laundry piles, late-night homework and bedtime stories.&lt;br /&gt;My list goes on and on ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel to grateful for LIFE I can hardly take it all in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What little moments make you go AWE and WOW?!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34525297-3988901253124789815?l=wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/feeds/3988901253124789815/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34525297&amp;postID=3988901253124789815" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/3988901253124789815?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34525297/posts/default/3988901253124789815?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wwwlittlemomentsthatmatter.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-in-over-my-head-and-love-it.html" title="I'm in OVER my head (and LOVE it)...!" /><author><name>Wendy Christensen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09098191782293764634</uri><email>Christensenwl@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="17564252775886505412" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeoU5RoW7_I/AAAAAAAAC7U/HgfzyQC-ihE/s72-c/Happy+Birthday+Wendy+with+kids+2009.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MAQnw4eSp7ImA9WxVaF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34525297.post-4265313759164021899</id><published>2009-04-14T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T17:30:43.231-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-14T17:30:43.231-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthdays in April" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="The inner voice" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="no one can take your place" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="choose to be happy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday wishes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wendy Christensen gets older" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="celebrate who YOU are" /><title>A letter to myself ... (and one to you too)!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeTR8XtPL5I/AAAAAAAAC5s/0u0LlNDHIzA/s1600-h/1145964_tulip_time_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324611494544879506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qckk69R2cfA/SeTR8XtPL5I/AAAAAAAAC5s/0u0LlNDHIzA/s320/1145964_tulip_time_4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/strong&gt; Do you remember that card you received from your parents many years ago? It had two hands holding flowers and on the inside it simply said: &lt;strong&gt;“Flowers bloomed the day you were born.”&lt;/strong&gt; Do you remember how good that made you feel? Good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go look out the window … Do you see those gorgeous flowers in the backyard? Yes! Those bloomed today. So many new and wonderful things have happened since the day you were born. Never forget the beautiful journey of life and the role you play in it. &lt;strong&gt;You make a difference! No one can take your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this day – enjoy the creation of YOU and the people around you who love and celebrate the world being a better place because YOU are in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Inner Voice :) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:&lt;/strong&gt; Wonderful things happen when we listen to the kind and loving 'inner voice' that so often gets crowded out by the negative voices and outside events. My birthday wish is that we will all choose to listen and appreciate the good, kind inner voice that whispers softly to each of us! ... 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