An unpublished post, written on May 23, 2011:
This past Saturday I attended a women's conference at the church for the women in the stake (Ann Arbor, Ypsi, Saline, Chelsea, Adrian, Howell, Brighton). The theme of the conference was strength in every season, symbolized by a tree. The keynote speaker, Polly Mallory, gave an amazing talk that was very helpful for me to hear. Then I attended a two-hour seminar on gratitude taught by my brother's new father-in-law, Bob Quinn. The seminar was also excellent. I learned so much during the conference.
It is always a bit of a disappointment to return home after an intellectual and/ or spiritual feast. While I am listening to the speakers and participating in the discussions, I feel so full of hope and energy and excitement to apply what I'm learning to my life. I want to hurry home and change the world! Then I walk in the front door and there are the children and the laundry and the dishes and my poor husband who has been alone with the children, laundry and dishes for 6+ hours. All of a sudden, I need a nap! Then I'm sort of plunged right back in to the chaos and semi-darkness of my daily life. The hope and light from the conference seem to vanish, a faint memory. I almost feel worse now, facing the juxtaposition of my hopes and my reality.
But this does not need to be a sad post! What can we do when we are filled with a desire to change, and then faced with the difficulties of our present reality? The answer that comes immediately to mind is this: pick one small thing to start with. The small thing that I did on Saturday after the conference was to apologize to Dan for hurting him the previous day, and this led to a long, good talk that brought us much closer together and inspired me with an even stronger desire to change.