Saturday, February 25, 2012

For real?????

I know things could be a LOT worse. I read the news headlines each day and I want you to know that I am EXTREMELY grateful for where I'm at right now!! So please don't take this the wrong way. 

So, here we go. 
Let's be real. 
In the past week I've had two people say, "This whole thing with your brother has really made you a rough person." 
Ummmmmm....hi. Really?? I hadn't realized that. 

So my response was, naturally, "ummmmmm........I hadn't realized that!"
One person followed it up with, "Every time I ask you about your brother all you say is 'he's doin' well, just waiting for lungs'." 
"well, thats the truth" 

Then the big blow,
"So you are wishing for people to die???" 

My response I WISH I could say to people. 
Are you freakin' kidding me???
You have NO clue what its like to hope every single day you don't get a call that your brother has passed away. 
To hope every day that there isn't another lung collapse.
And to hope every day that the opportunity will come for one of your greatest heroes, your older brother, will get a second chance at life. 
I don't want ANYONE to die. Especially my brother. 
But I know its part of life for people to die. 
So, I am hoping that when that time comes for someone, that there will be a match for my brother to get two new healthy, CF free lungs. 
My prayers include peace, and comfort for the person's family who may be the donor for my brother. 
I will be forever grateful for the family who suffers an unimaginable loss because of what it means for my brother, his wife, and my family. 

AND...I'm also 100% aware that the Lord may see fit that my brother's time is up before the lungs come.
Im hoping for the best, trying to brace myself for the worst, and trying to stay positive all along the way. 
But, its frustrating when people say I'm hoping that people die. 
I'm all. 
And if' thats how it comes across, lets be real, you don't know me well enough and shouldn't be commenting or talking to me about it anyway! 
:) just kidding......kinda. 

Anyway. Thats my ranting/venting/frustrated moment. 

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Song of the Day

I went to a friends house tonight and I had a wonderful conversation with her about keeping an eternal perspective and remembering the big picture. The PLAN. I've actually been thinking a lot about the "plan" lately and how perfectly the Lord knows us.

Occasionally over the past couple months I've felt as if no matter how much I pray for peace of mind with Dave and his health, sometimes I just haven't gotten it. I remember my mom telling me once, "I can tell that this stuff with David has really effected you, which is completely understandable." Its just been difficult and I've had to literally put everything that I've learned about the gospel into action.

Lately I've been extra concerned about him again. I'm not sure why because he is doing ok right now. He just got out of the hospital again and is back home. His goal is to be home for three weeks this time! :) He's so funny. It's just hard not to worry. Its not that I don't know that the Lord's in charge and David's life is completely in His hands, but its the unknowns. The meaning of Cystic Fibrosis has changed a lot the last couple months.

But today I was watching one of my favorite Sunday shows called "Inspiring Lives" and it highlighted Janice Kapp Perry and her phenomenal gift of writing songs. What an amazing lady! They talked about this song, and it was one of the many tender mercies that I've seen in my life this week.

Sometimes I feel bad complaining when my brother literally is fighting for his life every single day. Its just hard to watch him struggle and not be able to do much other then pray. (Which, I know has great power)I love this part of the song:

Didn't He say, He sent us to be tested?
Didn't he say, the way would not be sure?
But, didn't he say we could live with him forever more, well and whole;
If we but patiently endure.
After the trial, we will be blessed,
For this life, is the test.

But this song helped me regain that perspective. He did send us here to be tested. My family is being tested. But its because of the trials and the tests that we are going to one day be worthy and able to live with Him again someday, to be like Him, and to experience all that He does.

I'm grateful for the tests. Because of this test, I have more perfectly seen the plan unfold in my life. I realize the amazing power of the truthfulness of the gospel of Jesus Christ. I'm so glad I'm a part of it. I'm glad that the Lord trusts me with this trial so I can become more like Him.

But for now, while I wait (hopefully patiently) for the blessings of health and complete peace, I'm going to focus on the enduring. Focus on the big picture. And remember the power of the Plan.

Wednesday, February 15, 2012


It's May 3rd, 2007. 
I'm in Rexburg Idaho. 
And i'm running back to my dorm from my Anatomy and Physiology class.
Its about 11:45 AM.
That meant it was just about time for the mail to come. 
And my mission call was on its way. 
And SUPPOSED to be in my mailbox TODAY.

This was the day I had dreamed of for YEARS. 
It was the combination of worthiness, preparation, and obedience to spiritual promptings that had gotten me to this point in my life. 
I was STOKED. 

I raced to my apartment, ran up the stairs, got the mail key, and bolted down to the office. 
My manager, who was a great friend of mine, was there. 
I fling the door to my mailbox open. 
and No. Call. 

So naturally, being a girl. 
I cried. 
That meant it would be a whole 'nother week before my call came. 

I call my dad, tell him the conference call is off. 
I go up to my apartment and my best friend Brittany House comes bursting through the front door. 
Hoping, just as i had been, that my call had come. 

When she found out it didn't, she says, "Lets call the post office!!"
My first thought, "Yeah right"
But I say ok. 
And the long awaited call was there. 
Only in Rexburg Idaho would you be able to call the post office, and go pick up your mission call without any form of identification.
Minor detail.....

A few short hours later, I nervously sat on the couch in my apartment, with my family on the phone, 
and read the following assignment. 
"'ve been called to labor in the Illinois, Peoria mission"
I quickly flipped through the book. 
Where the heck is Peoria???

I quickly found out that I would be serving in the land hallowed by the life and death of the Prophet Joseph Smith. 
I love, and honor that wonderful servant of God. 
I would be in Nauvoo
and so many other places where the church was built up. 
I was stoked, and I was overcome with the spirit. 
Illinois is where the Lord needed ME. 

Fastforward to today at 6:00
I anxiously waited on video chat for my youngest brother to open up his mission call. 
I had so many of the same feelings I had when I had that white envelope in my hand. 
I was so excited for my brother. 

Andrew opens up the call and cheats, 
he reads his assignment before he even pulls it out of the envelope. 
the only thing we hear is a "holy crap" and see a big smile on his face. 
He begins reading his call. 
"Elder Andrew Gene have been assigned to serve in the Seoul South Korea Mission"
Are you kidding me? 
How exciting is that!!!! 

"...more joy and happiness await you then you could ever imagine..."

So. True. 
Congrats Andy. 
More joy and happiness await you in Korea then you could ever have thought possible. 
I know the reality of that saying. 
Because I've been there. 
I loved my mission. 
If I could rewind to my mission and relive it, I would.
And I wouldn't change a thing. 

Andrew will be the best missionary ever. 
That will make 4 RM's in the Witt home. 
That's 100%. 
We are so blessed. 

Hurrah for Israel!!!! 

Monday, February 13, 2012


Someone asked me the other day if I would ever be interested in writing like professionally. 
I promptly said, "no"
That was the second person who had asked me that in the last couple months. 

But that question is something that I've given a lot of thought too. 
Not that I would ever be able to publish something, or anything like that. 
But really. 
If I sat down and wrote all about my life and the hilarious things that have happened....
people could be entertained for days. 

That along with the stories of the trials, triumphs, spiritual experiences, etc that have happened would be awesome to write down and keep for future kids. 
I have kept journals about 1/2 of the time. I go for months without writing and then do a huge catch up. 

But while I'm able to, I've seriously considered going year by year and writing down all the things I can remember about life. Because once I'm married with kids, I doubt I will have time. 

I'm still deciding if it is something I want to do.
But if its a yes......
YOU may just be graced with some funny stories as I remember them. 
You'll be entertained, I promise!! :) 

Now...where do I start.......

Sunday, February 12, 2012


Lee brice completely nailed in on this song. Love it.
Good job Lee Brice. You rock.

P.s. Thank you for the continued support for me and my family. Things are still up in the air but we are hanging in there!!!

Saturday, February 4, 2012


This is by far the funniest episode I have ever seen on ellen!! Watch it

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Heroes part 3

Lately I've felt super negative when I go back and read my blog. 
And to be honest, I don't mean to be negative, because life is SO good. 
And lets be real, without trials where would I be?
Not where I am now. 
So, thank heavens for their own special way! :) 

I am surrounded by the most loving, compassionate people that I could ever imagined. 
I still get stopped a dozen times a day each sunday by people who want to know how David is doing. 
And I'm honest with them. 

So, here is another post about Heroes
One family that I have become especially close to the last little bit is the Crowley family. 
Shelly is my cousin but growing up because of the age difference we never did anything outside of family get togethers, but I did a lot with her younger sister Becca.

Well, Shell is married now to a hilarious and great guy and they have 4 of the cutest most tender most amazing kids. And I have been privileged to get to know them very well. 
When everything was crazy with Dave, one day after work when I was here alone, I went to their house and just cried.
I hang out at their house and just do nothing for hours each week
I monopolize their little baby at every chance I can get. 
And I love it. 

While I have a great home, and amazing parents,
their house has become my second home, my place of solace.
I feel completely indebted to them for their goodness and the many times they have helped me, even when they didn't know anything was wrong. 

basically....they rock
Shelly and Jeremy have been amazing.
in fact...shelly even has gotten me excited about working out. 
Code for: she is a miracle worker! :) 

They are my heroes for the week.