Race for the Cure

As many of you know, I have signed up to participate in the annual Susan G. Comen Race for the Cure, which will take place this coming Saturday morning. At this moment, I'm not entirely sure why I'm still planning to go through with this, but here is my story, as taken from my Personal Susan G. Komen Page. 

Until just recently I had never, EVER considered participating in the Race for the Cure; I'm not a very athletic person, and I was neutral about getting involved in "the fight against breast cancer" movement. In fact, if you had told me even three months ago that I would be registering for the Race for the Cure, I would have scoffed and said something witty like, "Yeah, right!"

But then I actually met someone who was fighting breast cancer. She inspired me, in her own way, to do something. 

I started a new job in February 2011 as a part-time receptionist for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints; I was to be covering the afternoon shift. On my first day on the job, I learned that my co-worker, the morning receptionist (who shall remain anonymous), had recently been diagnosed with breast cancer. I could tell that she was still nervous and in shock about the news, and that she was reluctant to tell anyone about it because telling people would make it more real and there'd be no end to "Oh, I'm so sorry!" and "Is there anything I can do to help?" (Which is great, don't get me wrong, but sometimes what some people need is to be left alone for a while.)

What really struck me, though, was the fact that I barely even knew this woman, and yet I was one of the few chosen to know about her condition. She trusted me enough with the "secret," and that made me feel closer to her and to realize that I would do whatever I could to support her in my own quiet, almost secret, way. 

 A month or so went by, and I watched as my co-worker continued to try and live a normal life while struggling to fight the disease. I was amazed; she was so cheerful and hopeful (although there were times when I could tell she was weary and just needed to stop), and she made it look so easy. In fact, the only indication I had (most times) that she wasn't feeling well was the fact that I would get called in to cover her shift occasionally. I did so gladly. (Honestly, I have never been more cheerful and willing to wake up before the crack of dawn and drive a good twenty-five miles to get to work by 7:30 AM.)

Eventually, though, my co-worker had to leave her position in order to recover from the treatments she was undergoing. I decided that if she could be in so much pain or discomfort and yet still come to work every day, then I could do something, too. I decided to Race for the Cure. Now, she doesn't know that I'm doing this in her honor; I never told her about my plan, and I'm pretty sure that I never will. Since she's not at work anymore and I only knew her for about a month, I quite literally may never see her again, but hopefully my efforts will help her (and others) in some way. 

I've been asking others to please join me in supporting those who need help. I will accept monetary contributions, but I actually think the most significant donations I could receive are morale and motivation. :)

Life is pretty dang good

You know, my resolution to update this blog more often has pretty much epically failed. I'm not really the blogging kind, I guess. I check Facebook pretty often, and that's how I keep in touch with people and let people know what's going on in my life, but I can't seem to find the time to update the good ol' blog.


Well, I can't guarantee that I will update this post regularly, or even every once in a while, but I will try not to completely forget about this blog and leave it floating around in the great, vast ocean that is the Internet.


To start out this post, I would just like to begin by saying that I feel so very blessed right now, and there are several reasons why, but they require a little explanation first.


This past year (2010) has felt almost like a waste of time, mostly because I felt like I had nothing to show for it (like a finished Bachelor's degree (or even a begun one), or a wonderful dream job that was bringing in lots of money.) I spent most of the year (well, it felt like most of the year) unemployed and looking for work. I did find a short-lived and rather undesirable position at a local non-profit organization, and then I did a brief stint at the LDS Business College Help Desk (again) while I decided not to pursue a Paralegal degree. I felt like I got a lot of nothing accomplished in 2010.


Which isn't to say that 2010 wasn't fun. Sure it was! Because I was unemployed and not really in school, I had extra time on my hands to spend with friends (summer movie nights, anyone?), and I was able to participate in wonderful events such as singing with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir one Sunday morning (thanks to the LDSBC Choir I was in at the time) and performing on Temple Square with The Harmony Sisters at Christmastime. All-in-all, I was a busy, reasonably cheerful woman.... but I still felt like my life was on hold.


Do you know what the problem was? I wasn't taking the time to realize that I really was accomplishing a great many things, even though I felt like I was accomplishing nothing:

• Getting into the Bells on Temple Square and being set apart as a special music missionary is not "nothing." (I was selected to become a member of the BOTS in February 2011.) In fact, it's been one of my dreams for the past five or six years to become a member of the Bells, and now I can officially say that I have accomplished that goal. 
• Being an active member of the Church and a dedicated helper to those in my ward is pretty special, too. I was able to hold a number of different callings in my former ward (the Bountiful Millstream YSA Ward), and I am very grateful for the opportunity I had to serve in a variety of capacities and learn more about myself and others in the process. I made some very wonderful friends during my time in that ward (almost exactly two years, I'm thinking), and I hope to keep in contact with them. There has never been a ward like the Millstream Ward, and I'm going to miss it dearly. Life won't be quite the same without it, but I will just have to find ways to serve in my new ward. (Rose Park YSA Ward >> Salt Lake Pioneer YSA Stake.)
• Finding a job (after much searching and almost giving up hope) with the Church is also a significant occurrence. For those of you who don't know (and I'm pretty sure all my readers DO know because, seriously, who reads this blog?), I work as a receptionist in the Information and Communication Services (ICS) Department of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I don't quite believe in "luck;" I think "blessed" is a better, more accurate term. I feel like I wasn't just placed in this position by accident. Oh no. In fact, I'm pretty sure that I have the position I have now only because I had help; if I'd been left to my own devices, I don't think I would have made it past that first interview, if I'd even gotten an interview in the first place. *Side note: For those of you who don't know (sheesh, I keep using that phrase, don't I?), I'm horrible at interviews. Absolutely, fantastically horrible. In fact, every position I've ever interviewed for, I've never gotten. Every job I've had in my life so far is because I've been referred by someone I know, and I'm essentially the only one applying for the position. Granted, there are probably reasons (divine intervention, if you catch my drift) why I haven't gotten certain positions, but I still think that my abysmal interviewing skills are a slight factor in the problem. End side note.* But I feel like I'm where I need to be at the moment. Who knew I'd ever need to be in Riverton, UT?

I could go on with every tiny, seemingly insignificant accomplishment in my life to date, but that would take up WAY too much time, space and effort. I guess the point I'm trying to get across is that blessings and things to be proud of and grateful for are always there, no matter how small. Just looking at the three listed "accomplishments" make me feel like my life hasn't been such a waste after all. :)

Observation

Hm. It's been so long since I've posted that I don't think anyone checks my blog anymore. :( Nobody loves me.


Tee hee. Just kidding. ;)


Although I must offer this as some kind of justification for my lack of posts during the year of 2009: I'd forgotten how much I don't like Blogger. I dunno, it's just something about the format that I don't like. When I try to post pictures, the preview and compose views are always different from the actual result. MAJOR dislike.

Here goes...

Well, since I haven't posted anything really useful on my blog since 2008, I'ma just dive right in with brief updates of what's been happening since then.

In 2009:

• I had my penultimate and ultimate semesters at LDS Business College (for those of you who don't know, I got my Associate's Degree in General Studies in December of 2009.) During those semesters, I had myself a joyous little time. (See the following bullets.)
• I participated in the Saturday afternoon session of General Conference in April of 2009. I am on the second row, second person in from the right in the middle section, wearing a dark blue shirt. You'll see me. ;)
• I thought I was going to graduate in April, but didn't. (Although... I commenced in April, and sang a duet with my friend, Marisha, for the ceremonies.)
• I was in a production of Savior of the World (it was a multi-stake performance.) My friend, Katherine Voge, and I were in it together. We were some of Mary's cousins. It was a great experience.

From left to right: Casey Koldewyn, Katherine Voge (back in pink), MaryAnne Luker (front in green), Tali Marsh, Chelsea Bastian, Sarah Goaslind, Jessica McKnight.

• I moved out of Mom and Dad's house and got myself a tiny little apartment in Bountiful with Marisha (the one I sang at graduation with.)
• During the summer semester break, the family and I went to Mt. Rushmore.

• In September, I bought myself a CAR!!! A cute, silver 2003 Hyundai Accent that I christened "Minnie." I love that little car. :)
• In October, I went to Frightmares for the first time with some friends. WAY fun!
• I was Giselle from Enchanted for Halloween.

From left to right: (Rob Owens as Jack Sparrow in the background) MaryAnne Luker (Giselle), Daryl Embley (Anastasia), Ingrid Veliz (Snow White), Leah Tsiame (Whoopi Goldberg)

• Grandpa Luker passed away on November 2nd, 2009.

From left to right: Sarah Nicholls, Elizabeth Ellis, Christine Luker, Emma McNeal, MaryAnne Luker, Rachel Atkin

• Sydney Tittle, Katherine Voge, Effie Auga and myself formed a ladies quartet ("The Harmony Sisters") and ROCKED THE SOCKS!!! We performed for several devotionals, President Richards (president of LDSBC), and our choir's Christmas concert. No foolin', we were cool.

From left to right: Effie Auga (awesome Alto 2), Katherine Voge (Melody Soprano/ Alto 2), MaryAnne Luker (some weird person who sang Alto 1/ Soprano 2), Sydney Tittle (Stratosphere Singer/ Little Miss High C.)

• After LDSBC, I was briefly in a relationship with Robert Owens, although that is over and done with for now. He's a good guy.

I went to the spectacular Tabernacle Choir Christmas Concert and also got pictures of the Christmas lights...

• I am now currently unemployed, and looking for a job. :(
• I auditioned for the Bells on Temple Square! I have yet to find out whether I got in or not. Hopefully for now I can just continue to attend the workshops so that I can become a bell-ringing expoit! Er, expert.

Anyways, these are just a few of my exploits throughout 2009. Hopefully I will be able to keep up with 2010 as it comes!

Let's get back to bloggin'!

Ho-ly COW. It's been pretty much forever since I decided to update my blog.

I have decided (and I don't know how well I'm going to do with this resolution I've made) to be more consistent with updating my blog. I figured that since I don't have a hard-copy journal anymore, I may as well have some other source of, um, remembering. So, blogging it is!

I am also going to try and get better about posting pictures. Ooo, I can make it, like, a PHOTO journal or something! Yeah, yeah! That's cool, right? Which means that I will have to actually TAKE pictures. That is also another resolution that I don't know how well I will follow through with...... heh, heh-heh HEH-heh, yeah.

Anyways, HI EVERYBODY!!!! I'M BACK!!

Trick or Treat Street!

As part of my HIST 170 class, I am required to participate in 10+ hours of community service. When I found that out, I thought, "Oh MAN, I don't have time for that kind of stuff right now!" But then I had the most brilliant idea ever.

As some (if not all) of you may know, our Young Men/ Young Women group participated in a Halloween service project last year. We volunteered at the Trick or Treat Street held in the South Towne Expo Center, and I had a blast. So this year I thought to myself, "Why not count THAT as community service?" I talked to my teacher and he gave it a thumbs-up. Woo hoo!

It didn't work out QUITE as I had hoped (I ended up having to miss a class on Friday so that I could be there at the right time, and I had to take TRAX there, which was not so fun, although I did have one of my friends with me so it wasn't so scary), but it was still a lot of fun. I ended up getting 12 hours in as opposed to just 10. (Although, to get that many hours, I had to work a 7.5 hour shift on Saturday, which I wouldn't recommend to anyone who wants to keep his/her sanity; they play the same songs over and over, and there are enough lights flashing to cause a minor seizure. But not like that bothered me. Heh.)

Seriously though, to anyone with little children, the Trick or Treat Street is a fun idea. It's supposed to be a safe alternative for Trick or Treating on Halloween Night, it lets you show off your cute children and their costumes (there were so many cute little princesses... it was adorable) and it gets you a lot of candy. "Candy out the wazoo," as I heard people saying. For those of you who DON'T have little children, but who are still children at heart (that's me right there), I recommend this as a great excuse to dress up in fun costumes and serve your community while you're at it.

Happy Halloween!

P.S. And no, I did not get any pictures. I left my camera home both days, and it's not like there was an abundance of time for taking pictures... you're pretty much on your feet for the entire time. I think that the longest sitting break I had was 5-10 minutes long. And during that time I was organizing boxes of candy so that I COULD sit, or at least think about sitting. *Whew!*

*Sigh.* You know you're a college student...

...(especially a second-year student) when you find that you have no time to post to a blog that you created only because you had so much time on your hands in the first place.

...when you begin to miss the seemingly endless, and ever more dreamlike hours to kill in which you sat in the hall, ate Funyuns, and posted at least once a day on your blog that you have only because you were bored during work.

...when you find that your favorite pair of pants (which is usually your ONLY pair) has finally gone through the wash after being worn two or more consecutive times, which means that now you can wear them again for two or more consecutive times.

...when you spend most of your waking hours at school. (And, in my case, work does count; I am on campus from around 7:15 a.m. to at least 3:30 p.m, sometimes longer. That chunk of time right there already takes up more hours than I sleep at night, and I'm usually still "at school" when I'm at home... homework never sleeps.)

...when a sandwich from the Bookstore tastes like the best meal you've ever eaten.

...when you fear that the world's forests are about to disappear from your doing alone, what with all the papers you have to write and the Kleenex you have to use. (Just FYI, I haven't gotten sick yet, but it's only a matter of time.)

...when you started this post two weeks ago and it still hasn't been finished.