I know that I haven't met you yet, but I feel as if I already know you.
I can remember being you. Being five years old, not wanting to change my clothes before I ran outside to play.
I can remember aspiring to ride a bike, and being too impatient to wait for my father to teach me to ride a two wheeler.
I can remember not asking to go out and play, going outside of my play-zone, and in turn receiving the consequences.
I can remember getting in a fight with my best friend/next-door neighbor, swearing that I would never play with him again, and yet playing with them that night.
I can remember starting 7th grade. Being thrilled to remember my locker combination.
I can remember my last day of 9th grade, sad to see my best friend moving, and sad to see my favorite school year ending.
I can remember High School, the good times, and the bad. The happy and the sad.
I can remember looking down on myself, and I can remember the joy of knowing what life is really all about.
I just want to let you know, that although life throws many curve balls, that you can ALWAYS take a swing! There is NOTHING that you can't accomplish in life! Remember you're Savior, and everything that He has done for you.
And last, but not least, of all, I Love You. And I ALWAYS will!!! There is nothing you could confess that would make me love you any less!! Know that I am always here for you!
Love Always,
Heidee Miller (your mommy)
[This was inspired by a post by my dear friend, Alyssa Nilson] :)









Saturday morning they have us get up and get ready to go outside. Now, the year before we had gone sledding, which because of some crashes i'm sure we weren't doing that again. But we go outside, and are just sitting there, kind of odd. Then Brother Hendrick's came out and was talking to us, asking us our favorite food and stuff. (that's not weird at all....) haha. And then Dani Woodward came, and she said "Heidee will you come with me?" (why am i always first.?) She took me around the side of the house, gave me a recycleable grocery bag and told me to follow the trail. Along the way, there were some of my yw leaders. And they would stop me and told me not at any time could i set down my bag. Then they would proceed to tell sins that i had done(metaphorically of course) and would give me a can of soup(which said sin on it). Up to about 10 sins and it really wasn't that heavy. I was feeling pretty good, well, i mean some of the things they said really hit me, but i felt like i could do it. Then i got to a group of 2 leaders, and it was the hardest time for me. I didn't not want to disappoint either of them. They both were crying as they read the sins to me (which i later found out they only cried for me, because they loved me). But I had to keep going. By the end I could hardly lift the bag. And my fingers were going numb. And luckily, i was near the end. My YW president at the time said, you've almost made it. Go to the house. After my shoes were taken off, i walked into the cabin. and my Bishop was standing there. He took the bag from me and said, Hi come with me. We walked up the stairs. 











"-Brother Waldron
















