tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12792608137789809662012-01-25T11:10:48.899-06:00My attempts at relaxing, growing, and sharing my experiencesRegan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.comBlogger2441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-13251676398291352792012-01-18T22:50:00.000-06:002012-01-18T22:50:15.656-06:00

I love being a therapist. Over the last six years that I've studied, practiced, succeeded, cried, failed, and existed at being a therapist, it has become me. It is who I am. I am a lot of things... a daughter, a wife, a sister, an aunt, a granddaughter, a student, a teacher... But perhaps more than any of those things, I am a therapist. I often do poorly at my other roles in life, but I don't

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I've been meaning to sit down and write my resolutions for 2012 for... well, more than 18 days now. Hasn't happened. I wonder what that says about me. Are these good enough? Whatever the case... 2012 has already been a crazy busy year, and it's just looking to get busier. I'm looking forward to that, actually. I'm looking forward to all the busyness means - Casey's in his last semester of

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I fully acknowledge that if it weren't for the fact that I got married (finally) and got a puppy, I would be the crazy cat lady. Casey and I joke that if he hadn't loved my cats as much as he had, we wouldn't have gotten married. Only one of us is joking in this conversation, though, and it's not me. I once had a great guy friend in college who wanted to date me - but he was allergic to

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 Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep.    I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain.  When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave

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Christmas is my favorite holiday, my favorite time of year. I love the songs, the decorations, the spirit, the commercialism... all of it. I couldn't wait to put up decorations this year, to have my first Christmas tree, lights on my own house, and to celebrate with family. I couldn't wait to put up my Willow Tree Nativity that my sister and her family have given me pieces of for years. I

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Last week was Casey's most intense finals week, so I left town. I went to the Utah-place to visit friends. Rather than doing a crazy whirl-wind trip visiting everyone I knew, I saw and spent time with my closest friends that I keep in closest contact with. It was so nice to be around my friends who have known me for years, love me and respect me, and support me no matter what. I have a few really

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I usually do a post every Thanksgiving with a list of things I'm grateful for in my life, but this year was a bit busier than usual. I have so much to be grateful for I wouldn't know where to start. Tonight I sit on my couch (that accidental 3-hour nap from 5 to 8 was a killer) with all of my animals around me. Belle's on the chair, sound asleep and snoring lightly. Eli is on the ottoman next to

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When I was a sophomore at OSU, I moved into a studio apartment and got a cat. I was gone quite a bit, so after awhile, I got him a friend. And let's be honest - I went to our family vet, who had rescued some kittens and came across this sweet, tiny, gray cat with the sweetest face. I picked her up to play with her, and she just curled into my neck and purred and snuggled with me. I was sold.

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Perhaps strength doesn't reside  in having never been broken, but in the courage required to  grow strong in the broken places. See this link for the proper credit to be given for this quote... I often feel broken. I often feel like I'm not enough - I'm not enough for my family, my husband, my friends, or my clients. Feeling like I'm not enough has always been one of my greatest

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A friend posted this on facebook, and it made me laugh out loud. This is legitimately how I felt yesterday:  "Safety precautions for Oklahomans to remember:  1. Tornadoes are coming - seek shelter in the interior of your house.  2. Earthquakes are coming - avoid the interior of your house. Go outside.  3. There is lightening all around - avoid high ground.  4. There is flash flooding -

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Growing up in Oklahoma, I got used to crazy weather during the typical tornado season (April-June). We had occasional, crazy ice storms that caused severe damage. We had hot, humid, dry summers that sometimes resulted in water rationing. We've had some flooding in the past that was kind of crazy and scary. And we've had wild fires that caused tons of damage. These events were often spread out,

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    This little guy has been quite the addition to our family. He weighed a small seven pounds when we rescued him. He grew by leaps and bounds, sometimes gaining 3-5 pounds in one week! Right now he's around 30 pounds. The vet estimates he'll be 40-50, which is the exact size we wanted. This sweet boy has an angelic face, sometimes mischievous, sometimes guilty. One of his ears is

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I went to my parents' house tonight to help out with some stuff while Casey was at a church meeting, and happened upon a notebook that was a serious blast from the past. Funny thing is... I had no recollection of this notebook until I read it tonight, and it's been in my old closet all this time. When I was a Mia Maid and just starting attending youth dances, my Mia Maid class decided to keep

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Hilary Weeks recently released her newest album with a song called Beautiful Heartbreak. The video, without fail, has brought tears to my eyes all of the times I've watched it for several reasons. I was one of those girls who had a plan. My whole life was mapped out. I knew what, when, where, how, and why I wanted, or so I thought. Certainly I haven't experienced the loss or the heartbreak of

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21. Watching my puppy at the dog park try to make new friends. He's so stinking adorable. 22. My closest friends adding on to their families and new babies coming into the world. 23. Starting a new book and getting to know new characters I inevitably fall in love with. 24. Folding sheets. Weird, I know. But I'm OCD about making them all the same. 25. Clean laundry. I love when the laundry room is

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1. Waking up next to Casey, who every morning reaches out to cuddle with me before we get out of bed. 2. The way Eli's tail wags and his butt wiggles when he gets excited to see someone - especially my mom. It's adorable. 3. Belle's sweet face, particularly when she's content and purring. 4. Luc's purr - it's perfectly rhythmic and relaxing. 5. The feeling of turning pages on a book I'm reading.

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My dad grew up a dog person. My mom grew up on a farm. When they were first married, my parents had a Siamese cat and a St. Bernard. My parents trained that St. Bernard nearly perfectly and adored him. Then one day when my sister was about 6-months old, my mom was playing with the St. Bernard and he got rough in a way that, had it been my sister, would have killed her. So they found him a new

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I've made no secret of how awful I felt things were in Vermont - it was definitely not my favorite place to live. Vermont is beautiful, though, and I do tell everyone it's a wonderful place to visit. That is until this past Sunday when Hurricane Irene hit Vermont with a vengeance and caused record flooding that destroyed many roads, bridges, homes, and businesses. I didn't really follow Irene

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I just finished reading a book by Cathy Lamb titled the first day of the rest of my life. I love to read. I love books, movies, anything that is uplifting or makes you think deeply on life and goals and dreams and trials and weaknesses. I am a therapist to my very core. Anyway, this book is excellent. It's a gut-wrenching, heartbreaking, bring-tears-to-your-eyes, make-you-smile read. It is not a

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I often find myself wishing... Wishing I were more, better, something other than what I am. However, that wishing isn't getting me very far. It's kind of pulling me down.  I am me. I have my talents, my loves, my dislikes, my idiosyncrasies, my desires, my dreams, my hobbies, my beliefs, my downfalls, my struggles, my strengths.  Sometimes some of those things are hard to accept. Sometimes it's

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August 14th was our one year anniversary. I didn't get to blog about it because we're traveling with Casey's family this week. We left the morning of our anniversary, got here that evening, and have been swamped with family and activities ever since. Until today. Everyone else had activities and things to keep them busy, but I've been in bed all day, ill. So it's given me some quiet time to think

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This past weekend was my 10 year reunion. Edmond Santa Fe Class of 2001. It's hard to believe it's been 10 years since I graduated from high school, nearly 7 years since college, and 3 years since grad school. It's truly hard to believe how quickly time passes by and things change yet stay the same. I really struggled with whether or not to attend my high school reunion. My dad and my sister both

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Anyone who knows me knows I'm the crazy cat lady (only married). My cats have been my roommates for 9 years. But anyone who knows Casey knows he's a dog person. Ghengis, in many ways, saved Casey. And now Casey and I get to share an animal. The cats are mine. Ghengis is his. Eli is ours, and we adore him. It's been an adventure having a puppy, to say the least. The potty-training and obedience

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I often think of things I should blog about, things I want to get down on "paper" (this is my way of journaling), and just thoughts I have and want to share. I'm not good, however, at actually doing it. Husband and I watched the ABC special on Jaycee Dugard tonight. Jaycee was abducted at the age of 11 by Phillip and Nancy Garrido. Phillip had a history of violent sexual assault and pedophilia

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I love, love, love being back in Oklahoma. I love being around family and having friends and the sunshine. The heat has been a bit extreme, but I'll take the heat over rainy days. June has been a semi-busy month. Casey works everyday, but I've had the opportunity to spend the month playing with family and friends and setting up our home. I've loved the break from working, although I am excited to

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Sometimes life is more or less or different than I'd like it to be. Sometimes it's out of my control to change it. And sometimes I wish I could beam myself to someplace else, someplace to escape and relax and forget real life. This is one of those times. And this is where I want to be: a hammock on the peaceful, quiet beaches of St. Lucia. (Shout out to Kas - who's escaped the beautiful beaches

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As I mentioned previously, tornadoes are just part of growing up in Oklahoma. I've seen tornadoes, watched the devastation that can happen, been wrapped up in the hype the meteorologists present. Storm season in Oklahoma is usually quite the adventure. But this year, tornadoes have come with a whole new vengeance. If you read up on the tornadoes that have hit across the Midwest and the South, the

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My father-in-law's favorite thing to say to me is, "Your life has become such an adventure!" because, really, my life since being married has been full of moments - both horrible and hilarious and wonderful - that are simply adventures. So the last week in Vermont, moving home, and being home for 2 weeks has simply continued the adventures.  My parents got to Vermont the day after I was finished

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 Husband and I are enjoying our last days in Vermont. This past weekend, we headed up to Montreal to experience a slightly different culture - and I loved it!!! There's tons of shopping in underground malls. We enjoyed delicious ice cream (which is not yet enjoyable in Vermont's rainy weather), Casey bought new sunglasses (which means he'll quit wearing mine), and we got to enjoy a weekend of

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This video brought tears to my eyes. I am so grateful for my Savior, for His atoning sacrifice, and for His resurrection. I am so grateful for my knowledge of the Atonement and for the loving mercy of my Heavenly Father. This past year in Vermont has been a trial in so many ways, most specifically for my testimony. At the end of it all, though, I know my Savior lives. I know He loves me. And I

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Both of our parents are determined to visit us in the northeast while we're still here. So my parents are flying to Vermont in 3 weeks, and we met Casey's parents in New York City this past weekend. It was quite an adventure and bonding moment, to say the least. Prepare yourself, dear readers, for a true Regan moment. We started the weekend Friday afternoon with drinks (flat and sparkling water)

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Courtesy of Bob Dunkle This picture, although not the road I live on, illustrates almost perfectly what the road I live on looks like. It also illustrates, minus the Toyota Corolla that was stuck in it this morning, why Casey and I were unable to actually go in to work today and had to work from home. Casey also had to walk in the rain to get groceries for dinner! We've gotten our car stuck

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Sometimes it's hard to live life and work on a relationship - it's so easy for daily stresses to take over and control your emotions. This last week Casey has been so overwhelmed with work. He's worked on a paper every night - the last couple of nights lasted WAY past our bedtime - Thursday was 1:30 AM and Friday was 3:30. Then each morning, he was up by 7:30 to get to work to finish it up. We've

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Our time in Vermont has been an adventure in so many ways, but it just keeps getting better. Up until about a month ago, we were a 2-car family. I had my awesome Altima that I love, and Casey drove a 1998 Jeep Grand Cherokee that's a piece, but it worked. We figured we would sell it or scrap it at the end of our Vermont time in two-years and it would serve us well to have a 4WD vehicle in Vermont

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This beautiful woman is my mother. Today she is celebrating her birthday, and I'm so sad that I'm not there to celebrate with her. She is an amazing mom; she has been by my side through thick and thin, no matter what I needed. She supports me, challenges me, and loves me. I am so blessed this woman is my mother. And I can't wait until we move back to Oklahoma in a couple of months so I can be

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Casey, the wonderful husband that he is, tried desperately to get me to join in with planning our honeymoon. But I just didn't care - I wanted to escape the misery that is Vermont in the winter time (after like 5 months of snow). And he did fabulously. On Friday the 4th, we drove down to New York, stayed in a hotel, then flew to St. Lucia on Saturday the 5th. And for a full week, we

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Casey and I have an agreement that we'll have cats AND dogs. His dog, Genghis, was supposed to move to Vermont with us but started going blind over the summer, so Case decided it was best for him to stay with his parents. He's missed his dog tremendously, which I can only imagine because I've been blessed enough to have my kitties with me. Occasionally I get an inkling for a dog, an animal

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These adventures in Vermont have been challenging in so many ways. Much of the time the combination of adjusting to married life and Vermont at the same time has been too much for me, if I'm honest. And poor Casey... He's had to deal with the brunt of my adjustments. In November I started a job as a substance abuse clinician. At first I hated it. There are still days I hate it. The clients are

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One of the most quirky and endearing things about small-town Vermont are the homes. They are all different colors, different styles, and quite large. Most of them are older, I think, than the state of Oklahoma. And in the wintertime, it's almost scary how the snow starts to collect and then slide off with icicles as tall as me. What an adventure this little town and state has been.

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Casey's school was closed due to the snow, so I took the day off work as well. I mean, really, who wants to be the only one at work?! Not this girl!! The snow in our backyard is deeper than anything I've experienced in my life. When you stepped in it, you would sink and the snow was well above my knees. We attempted a snowman, but the snow was super dry and it just wasn't going to happen.  This

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courtesy of google images Today, I am so grateful for the sunshine. There are not many days the sun shines in Vermont. It is cloudy, rainy and/or snowy many days. But this morning, the sun has been shining and has offered some brightness. Although I have no idea where this photographer took this picture, it looks like Vermont. There are large fields and pastures that are covered in snow. We

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When I moved to Utah, the very first guy in the ward to talk to me was a red-headed, cocky, determined elder's quorum president. It started what would turn out to be one of the most confusing and roller-coaster ride relationships I've ever experienced. Our relationship included him being terrified of me, almost stalking me, refusing to be friends with me if I wouldn't date him, and a

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-81026282973901206022010-12-31T13:09:00.000-06:002010-12-31T13:09:32.765-06:00

One year ago, I went to work, nervous because my coworkers were teasing me about my "date" with an old acquaintance. It wasn't a date, at least for me... Why would he ask me out? We had nothing in common. Nothing. But my girlfriends from work I had plans with insisted I go. It was to the Thunder game, after all. Who can pass that up? So... I went. I got off work early, rushed home, hoping for a

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It's finally come... I know I can't complain, for the benefit of my dear Utah friends who have been hit with what seems like a miserably cold and snowy winter.  I'm so grateful Vermont winter held off for awhile... It's usually gray here, but it's been gray and dry.  The last few days, though... Bitter cold. The high's been around 27 with almost constant snowflakes falling. And the snow is

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I love football. Love it. I hate living in a state where the high schools don't even have football teams. I always thought I would be the most awesome wife in the world - I'm the girl who loves a Saturday watching college football. I married a man, however, who is not the same kind of football fan I am. He's a good sport, though, and allows me to drag him from sports bar to sports bar to watch

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Even though I like to complain a lot, I have so much to be grateful for this Thanksgiving. It was my first Thanksgiving away from my family (I know... I've made it 28 years; crazy!). I've been really bummed about not being able to be there. Last night Casey and I braved the cold and the grocery store... Nothing like putting it off to the very last minute. We were shocked we were able to find

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Sometimes, every once in awhile, I desperately try to love this place that I loosely refer to as "home". Sometimes it works out alright. Other times, I just want to cry (or do cry) and throw a temper tantrum like a two-year old (hopefully I've managed not to do that...). Here's a story about one of those days... I woke up early, got ready, had a job interview, then was "going to town" to run

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So it's taken some time, to say the least, for Casey and I to really get our house set up... But we're getting there! Here's our living room:  We survive on space heaters and blankets, even though it's only the end of October. We love the wood beams. Well, Casey loves them. I feel a bit like I'm on a vacation in the middle of nowhere in a cabin. But this vacation isn't ending any time soon...  

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1. My sister is turning 31 today. 2. She is 6 inches shorter than me. 3. When we were growing up, she would make me perform dances on the hardwood floor in my parents' house with her. 4. She is a dancer, cheerleader, and eternal optimist at heart 5. She used to have the same fortune every time we ate Chinese food, and it always said, "I'm going to marry an anesthesiologist, drive a forest

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Yes. The stairs are winning. Not really, maybe... I do go up and down the stairs without falling significantly more than I do fall. BUT those falls, when they do happen, are brutal. Like last night.... I was going down the stairs in socks (and PJS) to get a glass of water right before bed, and I totally ate it. We're talking I slid down over half of the flight of stairs. So I hit the bottom of

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One thing about my husband (I'm still getting used to the fact that he is, in fact, my husband) that I absolutely love is that he often says, "I will say a prayer for you." And he means it. It seems like so often in my life, when people have offered to pray for me (or I've offered it for others), it's been an empty promise... There was always intent but then life happens and they (or I) often

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I Know That My Redeemer Lives from Michael R. Hicks on Vimeo. So uplifting. So beautiful. So humbling.

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Casey and I got married in a whirlwind of going through the temple, a quick honeymoon in Dallas, and then moving to Vermont less than a week later. And we were happy. And I was glad to move to a foreign place to be with Casey, to break out of my comfort zone and extend myself and end up wherever we were going to end up a better person. And I felt like I could take on the world. The world is

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Some of the shocking things about Vermont include the fact that we are experiencing full fall foliage, and it's not even October! So we took a drive last weekend through some of the hills to experience the beauty that is autumn in the northeast. So here are some views...  Pardon the pictures. They were actually taken from the car, out the sunroof while moving. I think my photography skills are

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So part of being a newlywed, I've discovered, is the funny things about living with a new person that make them who they are that you never really knew... As someone who only had a roommate her freshman year of college and has never even had to share a bathroom other than that year.... You have to pity my sweet husband for putting up with me. He's going to kill me for this... There are times,

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So the adventures have begun! Casey and I took Labor Day to experience some of the hiking Vermont has to offer, and we took off for a waterfall in Stowe. It was a short, easy hike, and we had so much fun exploring together. The waterfall was gorgeous.  One of our biggest differences is Casey's love for the outdoors and my distaste for it. Our experiences outdoors generally end with me giving

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-50554556597789716852010-09-14T13:21:00.000-05:002010-09-14T13:21:16.895-05:00

living in Vermont.... I'm definitely in over my head... image courtesy of cheezburger.com

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True to my nature, I kept life drama-oriented and exciting when Casey and I decided on Friday, August 13th to get married the very next day. So we called the temple, set up my endowment session and a sealing session, arranged for our family and close friends and church leaders to be there, and managed to get some sleep... at least he did. :-) We went on a 3-day honeymoon to a beautiful resort in

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Needless to say, life for Casey and me has been insanely busy. In a matter of a few weeks I quit my job, we took our engagements, bridals, had an engagement party, eloped, went on a short honeymoon, and loaded a truck for our impending move to Vermont.... which is happening tomorrow. (And those things did not necessarily happen in said order...) Whatever the case, here are our official engagement

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So this is it, folks. Home sweet home for the next two years. Finding a home was such an experience in Vermont. It included walking through about 10 homes, multiple emotional breakdowns for me, lots of Diet Coke and chocolate, and hours upon hours of driving. More updates on the trip to come, but this is it! We signed the lease the night before we left in a rush and found the best possible home

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Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl. They fell in love in their home town, then the boy went far, far away to study things of the world. The girl stayed home and worked and continued her life. They pursued their courtship over thousands of miles, and continued to fall deep in love. Over time (a very short time, but still...), they decided to be wed. And that required them to make some

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-59225649971595191482010-06-27T23:01:00.000-05:002010-06-27T23:01:42.902-05:00

"It's only when you grow up, and step back from him, or leave him for your own career and your own home—it's only then that you can measure his greatness and fully appreciate it. Pride reinforces love." -- Margaret Truman   There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and

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I had the opportunity to  play the piano for the stake choir for stake conference this past Sunday. Every Saturday morning at 8:30 AM for several months, I've rolled out of bed and stumbled to the church building. Recently, we added a violinist to this piece... And every time I played it, it brought tears to my eyes. (If you want to listen to an arrangement we used, go here... It's so beautiful.

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Meet my new friend. I wish I were creative enough to name him (or her)... But, alas, I am not. This little guy comes to visit me at my office window multiple times a day. He always makes me smile. He always knocks on the window with his beak to let me know he's there. And sometimes, he's even really demanding. Like one day last week, he walked the entire length of the window sill pecking on the

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Today marks the 2-year anniversary of a dear friend's death. I didn't know him for long. I didn't understand the implications of his death, how it would continue to affect me. I didn't know how much his friendship meant to me. I do now. I know I still think about him nearly every day. I know I still wish I could have the blessing of his friendship and insight. And I know that whenever I think

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-17787786928134211712010-06-01T01:08:00.000-05:002010-06-01T01:08:35.103-05:00

Today is my wonderful fiance's 28th birthday, so here's 28 things about him you may or may not know and I love... He has the most infectious, intoxicating laugh. He's incredibly smart - he's in the #1 Environmental Law program in the country. We technically grew up together but saying that is a bit misleading because we were never really friends. He is, obviously, an environmentalist who is

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-53857512394634145582010-05-11T21:06:00.000-05:002010-05-11T21:06:58.430-05:00

"The family is eternal. Love must be nurtured. It must be spoken. We must put away our pride, our haughtiness, our shyness, our misunderstandings, and with humility say, 'I love you. Is there something I can do to help you?' You can never be completely happy under any other circumstances." -Marjorie Pay Hinckley This quote has been on my mind a great deal lately. There seems to be such a

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-72629999043896435822010-05-11T00:33:00.000-05:002010-05-11T00:33:22.680-05:00

Today was, to say the least, a bit of an adventure. There were promises of severe weather for days ahead of time, but being Oklahoma... You never really know whether or not the meteorologists have any idea what they're talking about. Turns out today, they knew a little something. Black clouds started forming this afternoon, and as I saw them passing from the South toward the Northeast out my

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Love is a gradual process. It starts with an interest on the part of one person. Then you date and court and eventually you realize that the other person offers things no one else has offered you. You create memories; you laugh and cry together. You have conversations that strengthen you as an individual and a couple. You decide somewhere along the way to actually be a couple. You decide

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I thought my mom's purpose was to be my mom. That's how she made me feel.-- Natasha Gregson WagneMotherhood is not for the faint-hearted. Frogs, skinned knees, and the insults of teenage girls are not meant for the wimpy. -- Danielle Steel "A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us when adversity takes the place of prosperity when friends who

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There are countless times in my life I've often thought about, dreamed about, wondered about... The what ifs are sometimes endless. The regrets, even, take over sometimes. The wish that I had said something, stated a thought or feeling, stood up for myself, apologized quicker... And tonight I happened upon this website that touched my heart, broke some of it, and reminded me how important it is

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Comes the Dawn by Joy Whitman After awhile you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and sharing a life And you learn that love doesn't mean possession And company doesn't mean security and loneliness is universal And you learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises and you being to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open with the grace of a

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-31350492383771322292010-04-21T00:18:00.001-05:002010-04-21T00:19:52.226-05:00

Every once in awhile (or in my case, pretty frequently), we are reminded of the heroes in our lives. I have several... But here's a few that have influenced me lately.This past weekend, I drove to Manhattan, KS, to see one of my closest friends from grad school. Chelsea has been a bit of angel for me through the years I have known her. Even though the time we spent together while we were both in

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After a countdown that included something like 28 days, Casey and I met in Chicago for the weekend. Going the full 9 weeks until he moved home for the summer was just not going to happen. So here's some proof of our adventures. We got slightly better at taking pictures, but not much. We're working on it. :-) Friday we ventured toward the lake and walked... and walked... much like the pioneer

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Spring is my favorite time of year. I love the newness of life, the flowers coming up, the leaves showing life on the trees, the changing of the grass to green. I love the thunderstorms, the bright sunny days, the weather... I especially love Easter time. And this Easter was special for so many reasons. Today was Easter and General Conference - and it was the perfect way to spend the day. I love

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-77865072082343966132010-03-29T00:08:00.000-05:002010-03-29T00:08:18.293-05:00

Sometimes life is normal. Casey living in Vermont is just the way it is. Communicating through e-mail, Skype, and cell phones is the best we get. And sometimes that's enough. But then, every once in awhile, the distance seems too much to bear (kind of dramatic, I know). It seems like time could not possibly pass any slower, and missing out on every day life with Casey just saddens me. And

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-78017139209607992082010-03-25T00:17:00.000-05:002010-03-25T00:17:50.643-05:00

Ever have those days that you just want to be able to quit everything or at least take an extended vacation on a deserted island? When it seems like nothing can go right and everything you do is just making everything else worse? Yeah... That's been the last several days. I've left work every day feeling completely drained, left nearly every conversation I've had feeling insignificant and like I

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When I was 4 years old, my parents started me in piano lessons. Within months I had surpassed my sister's abilities, even though she had been taking lessons much longer than me. When I was in middle school I won a sight reading contest by a long-shot because it was what I was good at - all it required was following rules. I did well in theory training because it required following rules, similar

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-79989490568233091372010-03-13T02:49:00.006-06:002010-03-13T02:59:30.069-06:00

Casey and I decided to have my sister take some pics while he was here. We're so not good at remembering to take pictures, even though one of us ALWAYS has a camera. So here are some pictures - just for fun. And we did have fun. The afternoon even included Bass Pro and Sonic. Robyn did a fantastic job.... Thank you sister!

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Friday brought about some adventures for Casey and me. After a short night of sleep (it was a late night when he landed), I woke up, headed to work, and luckily got off early. Casey and I met up for lunch and then were headed horseback riding. On the way, however, Casey got pulled over by a highway patrolman. Got a ticket. Almost got drug out of the car by a very impatient cop who did not

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-14746247993945115922010-02-28T23:39:00.000-06:002010-02-28T23:39:27.876-06:00

I have been waiting for you to come for quite awhile now. You're so close, but still seem SO far away. Please convince the other days to go by quickly. And please, please have good traveling weather so that Casey can make it here safely and in a timely manner. I very much appreciate the fact that I get to see the love of my life in 3 days and 22 hours... I just really hope you and I can find a

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-70356124526049609552010-02-19T01:07:00.008-06:002010-02-21T00:38:26.913-06:00

As a young girl growing up on Disney movies likeSnow White, Cinderella,The Little Mermaid, Beauty and the Beast,Aladdin, and Pocahontas, you learn that life is all about romance -getting a guy, being saved by the guy,believing in fairytales.And then you turn 16.And you start to date.And date.And date.And you realize that life is, in fact, not anything like the fairytales.One of my favorite

Regan Housley Grayhttps://profiles.google.com/104292399987688896789noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1279260813778980966.post-23177733473279964092010-02-15T20:06:00.009-06:002010-02-15T21:14:02.142-06:00

Friday morning (05 FEB 2010) I woke up, took a monstrous exam that ate me for lunch, then headed to the airport for adventures in Boston and Vermont. Don't worry... United Airlines and supervisor Ricky Aynes were not going to get the best of me this trip. I checked in 2 1/2 hours early. Needless to say, this time to the airport was like every other trip to the OKC airport - dead. Lucky for me,

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"Maybe I'll share my life with somebody, maybe not. But the truth is, when I think back of my loneliest moments, there was usually somebody sitting next to me..." My favorite show through college was Ally McBeal (that may or may not be embarrassing to admit...). I felt I always related to her character - constantly looking for something that was just beyond her reach. And this quote always

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This has been quite the week, to say the least. After 3 crazy busy days at work, packing like a mad woman, and then spending two days at the airport to not get anywhere and then spend hours (between myself, my dad, and mostly Casey) arguing with United, I ended up not going to a winter ball with Casey. I ended up not in Vermont. And I ended up snowed into Oklahoma. As Casey and I looked at our

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12:00 AM - Make it to bed after an evening of the chiropractor, packing, and going to the gym3:30 AM - Wake up4:25 AM - Leave for airport4:40 AM - Arrive at airport5:17 AM - Check in at United counter (that had about 100 people in line with 3 workers)5:53 AM - FINALLY get through security line (after begging about 30 people to cut in front of them to make my flight)5:55 AM - Spring across the

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Become a possibilitarian, no matter how dark thingsseem to be, or actually are, raise your sights and seepossibilities - always see them for they're always there.--Norman Vincent PealeGratitude is our most direct line to God and the angels.If we take the time, no matter how crazy and troubled we feel,we can find something to be thankful for.The more we seek gratitude, the more reason the angels

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Entertainment. Date Night. Closest thing to reality. Hope. Wistfulness. Reminder. Lifesaver.Thank heavens for Skype, webcams, and long-distance date nights that remind me what I'm doing, why I'm doing it, and how tremendously lucky I am for who I get to be with (even if it is 2000 miles apart...)

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"We like to think we're fearless, eager to explore unknown land and soak up new experiences, but the fact is we're always terrified. Maybe the terror is part of the attraction . . ."I am not, nor will I ever claim to be, an adventurous person. Oftentimes people will tell me about their experiences putting themselves in what I see as perilous situations, and I often wonder what on God's green

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Yesterday, before I'd even ventured out of my car to assess the damage, I called Casey to let him know I'd been rear-ended. And that I was ok. And that the day really wasn't getting much better. The day did get better, though. We spent hours on the phone last night, talking and discussing and just being. Then this morning I ran an errand, and when I got back to work, I saw this beautiful bouquet

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This afternoon I ventured out of bed (after feeling like crap this morning) to go dress shopping with my mom since I have less than 9 days to find a dress that can either be altered ASAP or is just ready to go. So we're at a red light at May and Memorial, and I'm waiting to turn right. Out of nowhere, a white Mercedes clips my back end, runs the light, and t-bones an Expedition. The Expedition

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This is perhaps my favorite conversation of all time: Me: I love you, Blake. Blake: I love you, Aunt Regan. Me: I love you more. Blake: I love you much more. Me: Well, I love you the most. Blake: Well, Aunt Regan, I love you the best.LOVE that kid. :-)

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For the most part, my job title at work should be "Intake & Treatment Plan Specialist" because I meet with the majority of our clients when they are applying for services. We even joke about needing to change the title on my business cards. But every once in a while, I get a client that I'm excited to work with. When I'm not doing intakes, treatment plans, or paperwork, I am usually meeting with

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...Or something sort of but not really like that...Friday night was an adventure all itself. On New Years Eve, Casey and I met up with Janessa and Stephanie after the Thunder game. Somewhere along the way, we decided we could go country line dancing. So we did. The evening started with dinner at Texas Roadhouse... Party of 10, which randomly included the girls from work, J-town's roommate, Liz's

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It's only been 2010 for 9 days, but they have perhaps been some of the most eventful 9 days I've had in a long time. They've included:Seeing the Thunder beat the JazzWatching fireworks from the top of a parking garage in frigid temperaturesWatching Have You Heard About the Morgans?, The Sound of Music, and Avatar (IMAX)Eating at new restaurants almost daily.Staying up until at least 1:30 AM every

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My mom's scarves, knitted just for meNew socksSweatersLotionCounting down to getting my hair cut (2 days)Lip glossUnexpected friendshipsGood conversations that last for hoursSupportive friendsLaughing until your stomach hurtsDiscovering new things about yourself and other peopleBeing challenged and wanting to growTrusting someone because you want toLooking forward to tomorrowBeing appreciated

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Four years ago today, my sister and brother-in-law had an absolutely perfect, beautiful baby boy. No one quite knew what to expect from me - I've never been a kid person. And we weren't quite sure what to expect with a little boy, having only had girls in our family. But immediately this little tiny infant stole my heart quickly became my favorite person. He has grown into a precious, sweet,

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The Christmas season usually brings mixed emotions for me. I love the celebration, the giving of gifts and time and service, the reminders of our Savior's humble birth and the happenings surrounding that miraculous night. It's also a reminder of many hard experiences I've been through and would like to not remember. So... I try to make Christmas particularly focused on my spiritual growth and

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Last Christmas I attended the stake Christmas cantata with my parents, and as we were trying to make our great escape out the door, the accompanist caught me and inquired about whether or not I would still be in Oklahoma for the next year's performance. She had played for 7 years straight and really wanted to sing. I agreed, actually assuming I would have moved on by now. So I've had the

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(in no particular order and definitely limited)the carpenter's christmas albumsplaying the pianosmooth legs against my sheetsnew jeanssweatersnew running shoesmy new cowgirl bootsriding horsesmy precious belle's sweet facemy scripturesscarvespicturesmy nephew's laughmy parents and their never-ending supportlaughing with the girls at workflannel sheetslotionhillary's laughnew notebooksnapsLuc's

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