Today I have realized how much it means to have a positive attitude, not just for the people around you, but for yourself. The pursuit of happiness can never be accomplished when you can't keep a positive attitude. I believe that money by no means can but happiness. Like the car I got for my sixteenth birthday, that car means nothing if I don't have the people around me to share it with. Positive attitude goes farther back than just simply staying happy in the toughest of times, but finding ways to cancel out the negatives, by finding more positives. Its like a magnet that has electrons on one side, and neutrons on the other. When a positive charged side of the magnet touches a negative side, they cancel each other out and bind together. I have a very high belief that if your magnet is constantly flipped to its negative side and is only looking for the negative portions of problems, you will result in never finding happiness in your life. We spend all this time screaming and fighting with each other, but deep down do we remember that our only goal in this world is to be happy? At times our magnets become unbalanced, we think we are lifting heavier burdens than others. We tell ourselves we are unhappy lifting others weight, but the only person that determines that unhappiness is ourself. We may even be giving more positives than recieving, but its our minds that determine this. There is no manual on how to live your life, but if there was, what would be in it? Believe it or not, there are people on this planet who have more negative than you and I, but are still happier than both of us combined. The only thing logical that would be in that manual was happiness. Just to simply be happy. On the other hand, some people are constantly fixated on how they can have they least amount of negatives. Why aren't they more focused on how many positives they can produce to get rid of those negatives? Using this way of thinking, no one is perfect, everyone has negatives, but its what we do with those negatives that defines us. Are we going to try to perfect ourselves or just find more positive ways to make they.situation better?
Monday, August 18, 2014
Thursday, August 14, 2014
Shoes
Mom,
I hate
writing letters. I don’t want you to think that everything that I write in this
letter is something I can’t say to your face, but I can tell you right now that’s
not true. So I have been thinking about
some clever way to make this letter somewhat entertaining. But as you have
mostly likely figured out by now, running has been on my on my mind quite
frequently. When I was running today, I
was trying to find ways to compare running to life, and I had a thought. I know
my thoughts are crazy, and sometimes extremely irrelevant, but bear with me
with this one. I was trail running when I thought of this so, I am comparing it
to trail running.
As we are running on the trail of life, sometimes
we come to a fork in the road, which causes us to choose one path or the
other. Most of the time while I am
running on a trail, one of these paths will be harder or more uphill then the
other. This can become a very complex decision for me and my two companions
running with me. Because when you think about it, if we take that uphill trail,
we will become stronger but it will be more of a challenge. But if we take the
easier path, we won’t get stronger, but it will be easier. I think that
sometimes in life we take the easier path because we are scared that we would
fail on the other path or we are too tired to push harder. There have been
times where my buddies and I took the way we thought was easiest, and we came
to an extremely steep slope. At times running up hills like this got so hard;
we would stop and take a breath. Sometimes our trials in life come when we
think we are on the easiest path. And while we are on our easy path in life and
we come to unexpected points where we have to stop to breathe, that’s when we
notice the view from above and how grateful we are to have it.
Now comes your
role in this, I compare my mom in my life as my shoes. Shoes come in all shapes and sizes, and you
use them for different purposes, just like moms. Our shoes protect our feet from
the trail we call life. When you’re wearing your shoes, they don’t decide which
path you take them on, instead, they tag along with you no matter what. My shoes sometimes get caught on the rocks
causing me to fall and gain more bruises to my legs. But every time I fell, it
made me open my eyes and realize that I needed to pay attention to my path. It
also becomes challenge when your shoes become untied, even more so during a race.
But every time that my shoes became untied, I tied them a little tighter each
time.
But what
would running be without its shoes? What would my life be without you?
Sometimes I want to say I hate you because you might give me some blisters
along the way. But through every blister, bruise, and hard fall, I came out
stronger than before. I know that sometimes I can be so mad at you, but how
would I finish my race without you. When runners finish their race in first
place no one says “It’s because of their cool shoes.” You don’t get enough recognition
for what you do for me. I need to remind
myself more often of how grateful I should be to have you. Some runners on the
other side of the world don’t have shoes. Some even have multiple pairs, but I
am grateful for the pair I have today.
My pair of
shoes is strong, they are durable, and make me stronger each step I take. They
are fit just for me. And without them I don’t know where I would be. My shoes
give me support no matter what path I decide to take.
I love you
mom, I have loved you from day one. You are the best support system I have. You
helped me not only follow my dreams, but chase them down. Sometimes our shoe
laces become untied, and in some cases we trip and fall. But with every fight
or disagreement we have, I take something new from it, we tighten our laces
tighter than we have ever had them and move on. I know that there will come a
day when I will go my separate ways. But I want you to know that I will never
get rid of my running shoes, I will carry a piece of them in my heart forever.
They will get older as I get older but I will always remember the memories I
had with them, and the places they took me. You will always be in my heart, and
don’t you ever forget how much I love you.
“Give a girl the right pair of shoes and she
can conquer the world.” – Marilyn Monroe
Thursday, August 7, 2014
REAL CHAMPIONS
Last week I had the great opportunity to go to UtahState's cross country camp. I met some great people there and I also learned a lot about myself. I had 6 girls in the same dorm as me, they all had very different personalities, most from different teams, but we all got along very well. I went with Kaden, Ky, and Ryann, and it was always great to have them by my side. This camp was not easy, and there were many times that I had to dig down deeper and pick my head up and keep pushing. We had a few speakers that came to talk to us. And one really stuck out to me, he was one of the first to talk to us. By the time we got to him, we had just barely had dinner, and we were all very tired, and no one really cared to listen to him. I kept telling myself "stay awake Jerra, just stay awake." One of the girls at the camp was named Lucy. Lucy holds a state champion title, and she also holds a national title I believe (she runs a 4:35 mile.)
The first thing that this particular speaker talked about was who a champion is. He asked us to shout out one word answers to what we thought a champion was. Words like determined, hardworking, stubborn, and committed came to my mind at first. As kid by kid replied their answer, they were all naming answers similar to mine. Finally one kid said "A champion on and off the track." When he said that, I didn't really put much thought to it, it was a topic that seemed pretty cliche to me. The speaker replied back to the kid "that's what I was looking for."The speaker continued talking, he mentioned that out of the dozens and dozens of athletes he coached, the athletes he remembers most weren't the state champions, they were the kids that raised their teammates up. He said that a state champion title means nothing, if you don't have the attitude for it off the track. As he continued his speech. out of the corner of my eye I saw Lucy, someone who I admired very deeply at the time. Lucy had her head laid on the counter, not even paying attention to what the speaker had to say. I looked around the whole room, and I also noticed that ALL the runners that had done so well on the run that day, weren't even paying attention or were talking to their friends, not much respect on their part. As we continued on with the camp, I continued to notice the same things happen, the kids that weren't even that quick had the most respect for the coaches and their teammates. We got to one of the final workouts of the camp, called the Amazing Race. This was where we were split into teams to do certain tasks and find certain locations. I had four people on my team, three boys and two girls. One of these boys was named Dillon, Dillon was a very special kid. He had been the outcast for the whole camp, and he was by himself quite frequently. He also had some autism. As the race went on, we came in last for every event. There was nothing much we could do, as Dillon often times would get tired and start to slow down. Me and Kaden stayed back with Dillon and kept encouraging him, I wanted to at least be a champion off the track. We came up to our last event, and the coaches (being generous to the losing team) gave us a head start. We started off the last event running uphill as fast as we could, and Dillon was doing a great job. But out of the corner of my eye I could see the winning team starting to catch us. One of the boys on this winning team who everyone called Carlton, was a three time state champion in three distance events. As Carlton came up to Dillon, he did something that blew me away. He grabbed Dillon's team bandanna out of his pocket and threw it into the bushes. Right then and there is when I realized how little worth a state title is if you can't even treat those around you right. Real Champions are the kids who not only have a great running record, but are also an all around great person. I don't want to be remembered like Lucy and Carlton were. I don't care if I am remembered as the state champion, I want to be remembered as the girl who was nice to everyone. BEING A CHAMPION ON AND OFF THE FIELD.
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Sisters Before Misters
Lately I have put a lot of thought into the relationship that I have with sister. These past couple weeks we have spent a good amount of time together, it has made me realize how much she means to me. How grateful I am to have a sister that is so close in age with me, that we are practically best friends,even though we do fight occasionally. I know that lately she has been having a hard time having to share my attention with Kaden, which is something that is going to happen sooner or later with her too. As a sister, it is hard to have to split time between family and friends, but at the same time I feel like that is a part of growing up. I want to get out there and meet new people and become more independent, but there is a place in my heart that will just want to be home with my parents and siblings. As we get older, we are going to drift farther apart as we go our separate ways. But I never want to loose the relationship that I have with my sister. Even when we both have families in the future, I want to still have that same relationship that we have now. The same goes for the twins also. I need to constantly remind myself to keep cherishing that quality time that I do have with them, because before long it will become harder to find time like this. As much as I may think differently at times, sisters will always come before misters.
Love you Sis :)
I will always be here for you.
On a positive note....here are some pictures we have took this week :)
Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Life's not fair....
Today I learned a very important, yet a very very hard lesson. Life just isn't fair, plain and simple. It sucks sometimes!! It becomes even harder to juggle when there are so many things that make you happy. I have big dreams, I want to go far with what makes happy, and what I learned today, is that not everyone understands how much it means to me. They don't know the feeling I get when I can leave the world behind, to run, to just be happy. I don't need a phone in my hand or music in my ears, I need running shoes and a destination. This is my passion, this is my dream, I was living in it, wish I could keep living it, but LIFE ISN'T FAIR. That's what sucks about life, people don't understand, nor do they care. They can take away something that makes you happy in an instant and not feel a thing. They can take away everything you dreamed of being all in one shot. I have a dream, its not small, and I knew from the beginning it wasn't going to be easy. I put in the work for it every day, and didn't regret any second of it, because I knew I could do it. I was going to have to make changes that would effect my lifestyle, but I still believe that when you want something, you go get it. People are going to try to stop you, tell you its not gonna work out, or you can't do it, but you have to follow your heart. I wish I had a happy ending to this rant, but I dont. I can't say I have accomplished what I have set my mind to. But I can tell you right now that I am not giving up.
Sunday, June 22, 2014
My PAWPRINT Article on Anna
Anna Hansen looks just like your average 16 year old. She loves to play lacrosse, watch movies, read, and hang out with friends. To anyone who saw her wandering the halls, they would think nothing was troubling her, almost like a hero using a secret identity to fit in with the world. That is what Anna is, a hero in disguise.
What makes Anna this way, is that her sister is Kennedy, also known as “Fremont’s Angel”. Kennedy was diagnosed with Terminal Battens Disease on June 5, 2013, this means that Kennedy's life is slowly coming to an end as the disease becomes worse. Anna is 6 months older than Kennedy, making the sisters best friends. As Kennedy’s disease has gotten worse, it has affected Anna’s life.
“When I found out about her diagnosis, I looked at it like a movie, there are gonna be scenes that are gonna need to be changed or cut, but the character is still gonna die at the end” said
Anna. Kennedy’s disease wasn’t a problem until around when both the girls were in 4th grade, and they noticed a decline in her eyesight. Kennedy began resource in 5th grade, and also started practicing with a cane and braille. In Jr High she had trouble with stairs. And 9th grade is when things began to go downhill, where walking and talking got hard for her.
Anna, through all of this, has kept very positive, finding happiness with every chance she’s given. Simple things like her school and schedule underwent changes to fit to Kennedy’s needs. But as harsh and tragic Kennedy’s disease is becoming, it is also bringing blessings to Anna’s life. “Some of my prayers were answered after the diagnosis, Kennedy also made my social life stronger, she taught me to get out there and not be so shy” stated Anna. Heroes don’t need special powers or costumes, Anna has proved this, she is the hero behind the wheels that changes lives while she pushes her little sister in her wheelchair.
Pull Quote:By becoming the answer to someone’s prayer, we often find the answer to our own. --Dieter F. Uchtdorf
A heroic quality that Anna has is that she has been by Kennedy’s side through it all. She helped Kennedy get through school. Anna was there for Kennedy when she needed it, and that is what sisters are there for. If Kennedy is “Fremont’s Angel” than Anna for sure is Kennedy’s “Guardian Angel.” Terminal Battens Disease is Kennedy's villain, and Anna is the hero helping her sister fight her everyday battles.
People all over the world are finding joy in Kennedy’s story, finding peace and comfort, and answers to their prayers. There is a facebook page called “Kennedy’s HUGS” free for anyone who wants updates or inspiration on Kennedy’s story. - Heather Hansen
Life Lessons (:
I am going to tell you about my run today, it taught me a big life lesson that I will never forget.
So my journey began as soon as I shut the door, I was so angry. I kept muttering “I can’t believe him,” or “little brat.” I was so angry my teeth got clenched so tight that I thought my jaw was going to break off ( I actually ran my fastest mile at this time). Anyways , I ran to the cemetery, and when I run to the cemetery, I always run around it. And as I was running around it, I saw Ryan’s grave. I don’t know what was going on with me, but something told me that I should go up and look at it, don’t ask me why, it just happened. I stood in front of his grave for a few minutes, just staring at it. You know I am kind of weird in that sense, I just decide to stop in the middle of an important run to read a grave. I started to read it, and as I read it, I started to cry.
It wasn’t that usual type of cry because at the moment I was still trying to catch my breath, it was more of crying and still trying to breath. That moment became the turning point of my whole run. I sat there, and I didn’t think about Kaden, I didn’t think about running, the first thing that came to mind was Ethan. I read the back of Ryan’s grave, and on the back it says something along the lines of “Family is Forever.” That’s when the uncontrollable amount of tears began to stream their way out. His grave made me realize what I have to be thankful for. That in the end, we are a family, and we are going to stay that way the rest of our lives. That I shouldn’t be mad that my brother wants shoes just like mine, but I should be grateful that I still HAVE a brother that wants to be like me. I should be grateful that my brother is here, that I have a brother that I have such a good relationship with. I have a brother who loves Kaden more than I do, I have a brother that likes to run just like me.
I just wanted to let you know that I am sorry, I have been really moody this past couple days and that’s probably why I have these really freaky breakdowns. I make mistakes, I make them all the time, growing up is not easy, and I am still trying to figure out how I am going to do it. Bear with me, I am trying!! Promise!
No matter what stupid things I say or do,I will love you no matter what, and you’ll always be the best little brother out there.
Love your Sis,
Jerra
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