#blessed

Hello dear friends!

Tomorrow is the 4th of July! Expect some fun posts about my fam and our celebrating, it’s going to be delightful.

Recently I’ve been playing collegiate badminton with my hardcore team. It’s pretty intense.

And at KSL I’m doing some amazing things, like writing a story on the first newspaper that announced the Declaration of Independence was approved for the American people. Yeah. Pretty cool stuff.

Life is great, busy and so fun. I’m excited to take some time off with my fam bam but I will take lots of fun pictures and it will be just wonderful. Promise.

Happy Thursday, and happy Fourth of July Eve!

Duckies and puppies

We’ve had a few animal visitors lately.
Two ducks who my good friend found on the freeway and saved.
And Otis, this adorable puppy we rented for a while to cheer up a rough day.
Other than that, I work, go to KSL, work, go to KSL, eat, and sometimes have fun. It’s a pretty sweet deal if you ask me!
Happy Thursday everyone!

Always a ballerina

Hello friends:)
First of all, thank you for your sweet response to my last post. It was wonderful to get such positive, loving feedback from everyone. You are all amazing!
Second, KSL internship has officially started. It’s insane. I love it, it’s so busy, overwhelming, and wonderful. Watch carefully! I’ll be either writing stories or be helping work on interviews for the 5, 6, and 10 o’clock shows on Channel 5!
I got to go see this beautiful sister of mine dance this weekend. I miss being the one packing my bag full of water and fake eyelashes, I miss jumping in rosen to make sure I wouldn’t slip, jabbing another bobby pin in my hair just to make sure it wouldn’t fall out, being exhausted and out of breath, but so happy. But I realized this weekend as I watched the recital, that I’ll always be a ballerina. Because of the toe shoes hanging on my wall, because of my urge to throw my leg up on any surface like a barre, because I stand in first position, because I sometimes I notice I’m doing ballet hands, because dancing is home to me. 
I’m so happy I got to dance with my two beautiful sisters for a few years, and even luckier that I got to spend my growing up years dancing.

After a weekend of running around and some relaxing, I’m ready for another week of work and KSL!
Happy Sunday everyone!

Why I won’t be serving a mission

*Disclaimer* This post is not meant to be rude, controversial, or judgmental. It’s just my thoughts that I’m hoping will help others.

In recent months, I’ve heard lots of talk about LDS girls and missions. I’m sure you all have too.

For those of you who don’t know, I’ll break it down for you!
In my Church, we have the opportunity to go on missions. This allows us to go to a different state or country and teach other people about our religion, give service, and grow as an individual. They go by Sister and Elder, serve for 18 months or 2 years, talk to their families only weekly through letters and emails, and devote all their time to God. For boys, this mission service is a requirement. For girls, it’s an option. In October 2012, a major announcement came out about the age at which men and women could serve these missions. Boys can go at age 18 or after high school, and girls can go at age 19. 
This obviously lead to a huge surge of people wanting to go on mission, including me. I thought serving a mission would be wonderful, a great opportunity for me to learn and grow, and especially serve Heavenly Father and others. I decided to make it a matter of prayer and study.
I was shocked with the prompting I felt after praying.
The answer was no.
I kept thinking, praying, waiting, studying, hoping, and the answer was still no. I decided to stop asking and live my life, telling myself maybe the timing was off or I needed to learn patience.
Right before I came back to school this year, I was very confused, wanting to ask again if I should go on a mission, wondering if going back to school was the right move.
I won’t share the experience, but I’ll tell you I am certain that the answer was still no. I was supposed to stay here in Provo, Utah, go to school, and stay on the path I was on. 
I’m not supposed to serve a mission. I’m quite sure I will be more blessed for being obedient, than I would be for leaving when I’m not supposed to.
I’ve heard things from boys saying they won’t marry a girl who hasn’t served a mission, I’ve heard people say “A mission is for everyone, you should go!” and “You’ll be so blessed for going on a mission. You’ll never have another chance to be that close to the spirit.” I’ve heard people speculate about why certain girls weren’t going, they didn’t love the gospel enough or wanted to get married, I’ve heard people say that God will never tell you not to do a good thing.
Don’t get me wrong, I am so happy so many girls are going. I love that people are hearing the gospel because of missionaries. Some people may say I hate missionaries, and that’s not true. I hate the pressure that is being placed on every, single person to serve a mission. I am all for boys serving missions if they are worthy and healthy. I am all for girls serving missions if they feel they are supposed to. I am all for leaders and teachers helping people make the decisions, and learning how to share the gospel regardless of if they serve a mission or no. And classifying it as that. 
But I will not be going.
And let me just clear up why I won’t be serving a mission.
Because I asked, and the answer was no. And that’s good enough for me.

This doesn’t mean I don’t have a testimony of my church, this doesn’t mean I don’t love God. In fact, it means I love him enough to obey him, even when I don’t understand. It doesn’t mean I’m not good enough to serve a mission, it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t be good at sharing the gospel, and it doesn’t even mean that I don’t want to go. I do want to. But I’m not.

I know I am supposed to be doing good things here. I know I am supposed to be learning things here. I know Heavenly Father will give me the trials, blessings, experiences, people to help, things to learn, knowledge, spiritual strengthening, and anything else I could get on a mission, right here. 

And that’s good enough for me. 
*If you have questions about my religion, comments about your thoughts on LDS missions, or any thoughts at all, comment below or email me at mrose.richards@gmail.com*


Father’s Day and things

Friday the 13th wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be! I finished up my last class of spring semester (YAY, just final projects and tests left to do!) Seriously I wasn’t sure if I was going to survive this class. It involved doing two news stories a week, on top of the regular classwork, my other class, work, and being a college student. All in all, very stressful but very good. I learned so much and I’m really happy with how everything turned out.

THIS GIRL IS DONE WITH SCHOOL FOR THE SUMMER

So now the rest of my summer is filled with:

Working (Take a listen to The Matt Townsend Show to hear what I do)

Internship (I start TOMORROW)

Playing (I have a lot of bucket list to complete)

Hang Time with some pals. We are being gymnasts….

Family time (I think I’m going home almost every weekend this month for one thing or another)

Father’s Day dinner–Tabbouleh, French bread, and a whole COW.

Movies (I have a mile-long list of things I still need to see)

Reading (Is a book a week too much?)

And being very, very happy.

Just the view of all of Provo. Beautiful, right?

Life is grand folks. Anyone who tells you differently is selling something.

I LOVE YOU DAD. I rocked bangs, also. 

No for Father’s Day. My dad is one of the greatest people in the world. I am so lucky to have him in my life, and I wouldn’t trade him for anything. I love you Dad, more than anything! Thank you for being the person who showed me what I deserved from guys, and for always pushing me to do my very best. I love you FOREVER!

Why am I so bad at blogging….

I am the worst. I had planned to post a big long thing for my sister’s birthday and blog a lot more and be better…hello two weeks later and I haven’t posted a thing!

So here’s what’s been going on:

So first of all…MY SISTER IS 17 YEARS OLD!! Darling Olivia is such an amazing person. She is so caring and wonderful, and I’m so lucky I got to be her sister, and friend. I love you Livi Loo, you are my sunshine and make me smile and I wouldn’t be who I am without you. I hope year 17 is just delightful and full of laughter and smiles.

Also in the past few weeks I have been:

Missing this best friend of mine. He’s off being the best EFY Counselor out there, and having way too much fun!

Working my tail off for school. Just two more days. I can do it…right?

Losing half of the pictures/texts on my phone. So that was a bummer. Back up your phone ladies and gents.

Attending lots of ward events with these two, and sometimes they even match!

Visiting Catholic mass for a class assignment, it was wonderful by the way.

Practicing to float the Teton River with my family by going fishing. Something about fishing makes summer real. Also. Thoughts on my hair….I’m thinking of chopping it like this!

Meeting Meri from Sister Wives (TLC) at the Rooftop Concert, where I also re-fell in love with We Are The Strike. 

 Seeing bits and pieces of my amazing family.

Writing weekly letters to my favorite missionary.

Working at BYU Radio and loving every second.

Gearing up to start my internship NEXT WEEK.

Visiting with friends, attending bonfires, reading lots of news, trying to find time to read books and go to the pool, living and laughing with Court and Rachel, blasting music in the car, wearing too many blazers, meeting all kinds of interesting people, and mainly just loving life.

So happy June so far my friends! I promise after my classes are over I’ll be a zillion times better at blogging. And if I’m not…well…punch me in the arm.

I love you dearly, and hope you are all having a fantastic summer!

Happy Wednesday everyone!

Last thought…I’m considering changing my blog title, theme, general idea….to something other than about being a redhead. Let me know what you think:)

Memorial Day Weekend

I’ve been to the cemetery before. I’m not sure why it was a little different this time. Memorial Day always holds a trip to Salt Lake to see my great-grandparents that I don’t really remember. My grandparents laugh at memories, and my mom always tells me that I’m so much like my Grandma and that we would’ve loved each other, and that she always had candy in her house. It was fun to go with my younger cousins and share with them the stories I’ve heard for years, about people I hardly knew. This time everything was more poignant, probably because I’ve gotten more sentimental in the past few years. But I’m really glad I have, and I’m glad I got to go spend some time with family this weekend.

Love them all so much!!
The rest of my Memorial Day weekend included cake for my sister’s birthday that’s coming up TOMORROW (more on that later!), games with my fam bam, seeing cousins and second cousins and great aunts and uncles, an extensive hike at Red Butte Gardens complete with Australian and British accents and a nice-roast for my sister, lunch at the most amazing pizza place in Utah, Nickel City with some of my besties, a meteor shower and all the puns that go along with that, bonfires and s’mores, pool time in the rain, some excellent shopping finds, fishing in Payson which was WAY too much fun, eating said fish, and a ward ultimate frisbee game to round it all out. All in all, a very satisfying weekend. 
This is prosciutto a pear with pistachios, basil, and mozzarella cheese. YUM.
Love these cute sisters of mine!
And this is a more accurate depiction of us.
Basically all of summer was wrapped up into four days and I can’t wait to do it again!

What I wish I could tell me 15 year old self

I recently did a segment on The Matt Townsend Show about helping teenagers. My specific section was about what I wish I had known when I was 15.

People told me this….my parents, friends, family members, and other people I looked up to. I didn’t really listen like most teenagers. But these are the things I wish I had listened to and acted on when I was 15.
–Laugh more. The crazy things that are happening to you right now will be the best stories. Stop taking yourself so seriously.

–Don’t try to be perfect. You won’t get there. So be the best you in the world, and that’s perfect enough.

–Be nice to everyone. It will come back to haunt you when you were rude to the quiet girl or the odd guy. Just be nice to everyone you meet.
–Don’t gossip. When you gossip with your friends, they gossip about you. Just don’t be that girl. Be known as the girl who never has a rude thing to say about other people.
–Get a short memory. It doesn’t matter what happened last week, what matters is today! Do your best today!

–Be nicer to your mom. Your mom has been through this, and she wants to help you from making the same mistakes. Sure, you won’t agree on everything, and that’s ok. But remember, she’s getting older too. She hasn’t gone through this specific point in her life yet either. Both of you are in new territory and it’s hard…don’t make it harder on her.
–The boys aren’t always worth it. Girls will go crazy trying to be something they think the boys want. Just be yourself and forget about them! Seriously. They’re fun to have as friends, but only when you can be yourself around them.
–Being smart isn’t stupid. In fact, being smart is the very best thing you can be. Don’t be ashamed of your intelligence!
–Eat FOOD. Food is wonderful. I’m all for being healthy, but for heaven’s sake EAT a little! Be active and maybe don’t eat out for every meal or eat 3 bowls of ice cream a day, but we are way too obsessed with how we look. Be happy instead of trying to be hot.

–The media is mostly wrong. That’s not real life. Look for real people to look up to…it’ll make you happier in the long run.

–Spend more time with your family. I’m all about being social and hanging out with friends, but I love the times I spent with my family laughing and playing crazy games, and just talking.
–Put down your phone sometimes. Now I didn’t have a cell phone with texting when I was a teenager, but I did rush to Facebook and instant messaging every chance I could. Those friends will probably not be a part of your life in a few months. The best ones will stick around, but they’re not the ones you talk to 24/7.

–It’s about quality, not quantity when it comes to friends. You don’t need a certain number of friends, just a number of friends you can be certain of. I’m still figuring this one out.

–To go with the previous one…be a good friends. Listen to others, try and help them, be there for them. You have no idea when they might need you the most.

–Be happy. People aren’t going to always like you. In fact, you could be perfect and people won’t like you. So stop trying to be someone else. Just be YOU and be happy with YOU.

If you are a teenager or you know one…share this info. She probably won’t listen…but there’s a chance she might. And that’s worth it.

Also, happy Friday everyone! My Memorial Day weekend has officially begun!!!

Domesticate-cha

Heading to Miracle Bowl and pretending you’re practicing for a league game is always a good idea.

Look at that delicious food. I can be domestic:)
This is seared chicken and sausage with a bit of SandP and Mrs. Dash, asparagus roasted in the oven for ten minutes, mashed potatoes with a hint of garlic salt, and gravy made from said chicken and sausage. Delllicoussssss
Lesson I’ve learned this week? Forgiving is good.
Happy Tuesday everyone!

Mama’s Day

WHOA I have been MIA lately. I’m sorry dearest friends. Give me about a month and I’ll be a lot less busy.

So Mother’s Day happened while I was so distant and bad at blogging.

It was great:)

My angel mom is the best person that I know and I feel very lucky to be her daughter.

In Church on Sunday we talked about a concept I want to share with you.

Our teacher shared a story about a woman who felt guilty for not making heart cookies on Valentine’s Day and not hand crafting all the kids Valentines, for not throwing a party and having a pink and red dinner. Later that night, she and her kids had a dance party. It was then she realized that she wasn’t crafty mom or chef mom…she was crazy dance party mom. And that was what her kids needed.

This idea struck me. Your kids need YOU as their mom. They don’t need anybody else or the things that anybody else does. They need your best effort and that is IT.

Kids want their moms to be happy. We appreciate your sacrifices more than we can possibly explain, but we also want you to have fun sometimes. We want to help you put yourself first sometimes. So let us, and help us know what you need from us. We hate feeling like a burden on you…we hate thinking that you can’t do or be something because you have to be our mom. Live your life and let us be a part of it. Let us help you just like you’ve helped us for our whole lives.

I love you mom! I’m the luckiest daughter alive because I got intelligent-funny-beautiful-creative-witty-sarcastic-selfless-tender-spiritual-andamillionotherthings mom.

Lastly…a small rant from me. All around me I see people who are pretending. Pretending to be something they aren’t. The best decision I ever made was to stop caring what other people think. To love being alone with myself…and to let more of my real self show. To be authentic. To go with my first instinct. To be Maddy…no apologies, no shame, no regret. I make mistakes, it’s true. And some people still don’t like me. But I am so happy that I like myself. People aren’t always going to like you…no matter what you act like or who you try to be. So why not be yourself, and like that person?

Basically what I’m trying to say, is that it’s easy to be self-absorbed…to only care about ourselves and the image we give off. I’m trying to be less selfish…and being myself has helped me do that. I don’t have to worry about acting like this or that…I am just me. And that gives me a lot of time  to focus on other people. It might be worth trying for you too.

Because this was an extra long wordy and ranting post…I’d like to give you all a little treat to end it:)