Truck Look

I have that "truck" look. You know that feeling when you're hanging onto the back of a moving pick-up truck and you step down every fifteen feet or so, so it kind of feels like you're flying? And you've got to hang on because, well, you've just got to.

I think everyone feels like that every once in a while. Like when life keeps moving so quickly and no matter how bad you want to slow down, things just keep coming up and the truck keeps a steady speed of much-too-fast, so you hang on tighter and do what you've got to do, stepping down every fifteen feet or so.

My truck has been driving fast this whole month of March. By the end of this month, I'll have spoken 14 times in three states and taught 11 seminary classes. I just have a few talks left, a plane ride, and a couple classes and then - on to APRIL!

My best moments in March so far are as follows:

1. Making 500 elementary school kids be dead silent.
   
2. Getting a great note right after a talk. Now we're email buddies.
3. Getting a hand-made card from some YW in WY (ha! YW is WY backwards!).
   
4. Having a YM hug me three times with tears.
   
5. Having a lady hug me so tight after a talk that I couldn't breathe.

Things like this make hanging onto the back of the truck worth it :)

It's super late, but I had to post this picture to show everyone this super cute apron! I spoke for the wonderful youth of a stake in Bountiful and this was a gift they gave me. It is awesome because it has no strings, so nothing gets wrapped in my wheels! I've wanted one like this for a long, long time!

When life gets hard...

Holy cow! It is finally here!

http://deseretbook.com/When-Life-Gets-Hard-Meg-Johnson/i/5061075

The publisher called last Fall and wanted to publish a fireside and now it's out and real! I am excited because being in a wheelchair is kind of like swallowing a giant pill, but when I can share my experiences with others and help them in their own lives, it makes it all 'go down' easier. Now I can reach more people!

Birthday

Happy birthday to me! Even though I have several assumed teenage children and a 30-something year-old daughter (and 4 assumed grandkids), I have only turned 29.

At school yesterday, my students came early and decorated the classroom with "Happy Birthday Sister Johnson" on the board. Best. Ever.


They even brought little hats, which, of course, we wore through the lesson. I brought an object lesson with paper airplanes, which made for the funnest birthday activity (which happens to also teach a gospel principle), so all in all, it rocked.