Bring on 2016!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wow...2015...what can I say?!?!?!?!?

One of my goals for 2015 was to travel ALL year long...

And I did!

January through March, Nick and I were in Cochabamba, Bolivia!  I grew up here from 12-years-old through graduating high school so I always love to go home, enjoy the view of the Andes outside of my window, see some old friends and eat the amazing food!!!

We flew back to the USA and in April, we drove up to Illinois...

...and spent time with part of our Business Team in Quincy!!!

Then, in May, we flew to Salt Lake City...

...and camped at the Young Living Lavender Farm 
during Hustle Under The Stars...

...with our Business Team and two of our favorite people, Brian and Katie!

We flew back to South Carolina...

 ...and bought our first house on June 19th!

Then, a few days later, Young Living flew us back out to Utah again for the 
Silver Retreat, put us up in a great resort and spoiled us for days!

In July, we drove to Greenville and attended a fun 
Business Meeting and dinner with some of our team!!!

Then, in August, we drove all the way out to Texas...

... to attend the Young Living International Convention with our team!!!

We welcomed another niece into the world!

And then a few days later, for my 30th birthday, I chopped off and 
donated 12 inches...knocking another item off my bucket list!

In September, we drove down to Orlando to attend FUEL!!!

While we were there, we took time to visit Celebration (a "perfect" Disney town)...we were here 10 years ago, working in the Magic Kingdom for the summer...and falling in love :)

We came back home and, then in the beginning of October, I spent a weekend with about 40 girls in Tennessee at One Drop (another Business Event)!

We had a TON of rain and flooding and we almost couldn't get back home
...my hero came to save me in his big man truck and I took this photo that I adore :)

At the end of October, we flew up to Chicago...

 ...and attended another FUEL with some more of our team!!!

In November, we drove up to Greenville for Nick to compete in a 5k with his family...

...and I was a GREAT Cheerleader!

Finally December is here...we spent the weekend in 
Murrells Inlet to celebrate our 8th wedding anniversary!!!!!!!!!!

Then, the next weekend we drove down to Miami...

 ...to go on a Caribbean Cruise with my family!

See what I mean?!?!?!?...we traveled the ENTIRE year!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ever since I was little, I wanted to be able to travel ALL OF THE TIME, but as I became an adult, I quickly realized that's hardly realistic.  I KNEW that I needed a job where I would have the freedom to travel, but I had NO IDEA where I would find a job like that!!!  

Isn't it funny how God KNOWS us, LOVES us, puts
DESIRES in our hearts and then GIVES them to us?!?!?!?!

I finally have my DREAM JOB and I'm checking things off my Bucket List because of it.

Here's to all the friendships I've built and memories I've made during 2015...

Bring on 2016!!!!!!!!!!!

Let's be Friends:


The richest family in town...

My daddy posted this on his Facebook profile and I wanted to share here:

The following, is a story of where we were as a family fourteen years ago.  I do not send it out to scare anyone or dwell on the past, but I do read it each year to remind myself of God’s incredible goodness, mercy and grace that he has showered on the Jackson Family.  We are blessed.

This was in email form and I sent it out from our home in Cochabamba, Bolivia, to family, friends and supporters.  There are a series of emails that I sent in order to keep folks posted on what was happening.  The notes also helped me process and think out loud.

Take a walk with us as we marvel at what God has done.

This note was sent around 3a.m. the morning of the 24th.


  Dear all...I have indeed been running the events over and over in my mind.  I have an incredible image of Cindy engulfed in flames and our screaming.  I tried everything to put her out.  Screaming does not do it. If screaming could, she would have been out before flames reached her body.  I have never screamed so much in my life.  Screams came from some place deep where horrors are stored.  

As soon as it was over, I was cradling her on the floor.  I had screamed for wet towels and my screams turned to soothing.  Looking Cindy directly in the eyes and saying that it was going to be all right.  "It's out, It's out, It's out!"  I made the youngest girls come in and see their mommy… that she was o.k.  That she was alive.  As they looked on, they winced and strange, “Spielberg”, sounds come from their little bellies…Deep, hurtful sounds.  

I made them see her up close and then we got a mirror for Cindy to see herself.  I was to blame.  I know it was indeed an accident.  But I am absolutely to blame and cannot shirk that.  Why was I not thinking clearly when we decided to add more alcohol to the fondue burner?  I am fine.  Just wondering.  My hands were burned but it seems like nothing compared to my brides.  I am ashamed and at the same time grateful.  

Can you imagine, what would have happened if more of us would have caught on fire.  Someone would be dead now.  Can you imagine if I would have caught on fire at the same time as Cindy?  Who would have helped us, not the girls.  It took all my energy to eventually put my wife out.  What would have happened if one or more of my little girls would have also caught on fire?  I cannot get that awful idea out of my head. 

God has a plan.  We cannot begin to understand God's wisdom.  I am grateful.  I have made a decision in my mind.  There have been several people that have offered help to get Cindy to a burn unit in the states.  It got my tumblers thinking until 3 a.m. this morning.  I am going to check on airlines today to see if Cindy and I could get on a plane.  I am going to buy two first class tickets and one regular to be at the bulkhead.  Cindy will be able to rest well near the front and with a larger seat.  The extra first class will be for a nurse to ride beside Cindy and take care of her.  I will try to get a bulkhead seat.  We would switch between the two seats according to Cindy's needs.  

Whether we get help with the expense or not, this is what I will do unless the Lord shows me another way.  There is no reason not to have my mate of 20 years at the best medical facility available, if I can.  Pray as I make these plans.  As soon as she is stable and safe to move, I will move her.  Pray for wisdom.  Pray for the minds, of our two youngest girls, Maggie and Lizzie to just fog over for now.  They both have had terrible memories of seeing their mommy on fire, and not even "Big Poppa Bear", could put out the flames quick enough.
In Acts 27  Paul and some other men have been caught in a storm on the Adriatic Sea.  They have been fighting for their lives for fourteen days and nights.  On the four-tenth night it says they took soundings.  Verse 29 says, "Fearing that we would be dashed against the rocks, they dropped four anchors from the stern and prayed for daylight".  

We too are praying for daylight, and it will come.  

In Bolivia,

     When I was little, I got tired of watching It's a Wonderful Life and White Christmas.  We watched them EVERY SINGLE YEAR and they seemed old and outdated.  However, this year I watched them and got all choked up during two scenes...please take a second to watch both:

     You know why I got all choked up?!?!?!  I was listening to someone the other day talking about when her father died and no one came around to help or even showed up at the funeral.  I realized that my family, although we have gone through hard times, has ALWAYS had people around us who care...people who show up.

     In White Christmas, hundreds of people show up to support the General, encourage him and get him and his family back on their feet.  The same thing happens for George in It's a Wonderful Life.  And the same thing has happened over and over and over again for my own family.

     We have NEVER been without a home, food, cars, clothes, jobs, money...we have NEVER lacked for anything.  My parents have lived their life in such a way that people would do just about anything in the world for them.  They have friends...true friends.  It's taken me 30 years to appreciate these two movies because I've realized that everyone goes through hard times, but not everyone has the type of friends that have your back, through thick and thin.

     When I look at my parents, I see their success...it may not be success by the world's standards, but they have what I want Nick and I to have.  When my life is going downhill and I feel like I've lost everything, I want the type of friends that come around when its not fun to be around.  "Things" can be lost in a flood, burned up in a fire and stolen by a thief, but relationships can be built and last a lifetime!  Christmas is a wonderful time of year and I love the gifts, but I want to be reminded of what really matters...friends and family.

     George Bailey's little brother said that George was the richest man in town, but I have to say I disagree...The Jacksons are the richest family in town...I just want to say to my daddy and momma, I have watched y'all live an adventure and make an impact on every life you touch and I hope that I grow up to be just like both of you!

     Merry Christmas to EACH and EVERY person 
who has EVER loved on my family and cared for us...you have truly 
been a blessing to us and we are SO THANKFUL
to have YOU as a friends!

Let's be Friends:



On December 21st, 2001 my mom was severely burned...over 35% of her body was 3rd degree burns.

We were having an early Christmas dinner and when we went to refill the Fondue burner, it exploded.  While my sisters ran upstairs to hide and my dad threw my mom on the floor and rolled her around, I ran back and forth to the kitchen 2 times with water in a faded green tupperware container.  When the fire was out, my mom held up her arms and her skin was hanging off.  She asked for a mirror and ibuprofen.  We had no idea what we were doing, so we ran to get our beach towels, soaked them in water and covered her skin in them.  After calling one of my parents friends, Greg Bryce, he arrived and we helped my mom walk, yes walk, out to our land cruiser and drive her to the nearest hospital.

She sat in the Bolivian hospital for 5 days, slowly dying, because they didn't know what to do with her either!  My dad was snapping photos like crazy and sending them back to a friend (and Doctor) in the USA, Peter Zavell, who told him that my mom needed to get to the USA or she wouldn't make it.  My dad, a doctor, two nurses and a friend flew my mom on a regular airplane to Miami and then from Miami they were picked up and flown to the August Burn Clinic.

My dad left me and my sisters behind in Bolivia.  I remember going to the airport to say goodbye.  She was in the ambulance and we were peeking in the window to look at her and talk to her.  I didn't think that I would even see her again.  A week later my dad returned to Bolivia with plans to take me and my sisters back to the USA with him.  We had trouble getting out of the country because my mom wasn't there to sign paperwork.  I remember my dad had brought back gifts from North Metro Church...a purple hairdryer and a makeup case.  After he told us to pack 2 weeks worth of stuff for our trip, I took my new hairdryer and makeup, some clothes and shoes and packed them into my pink monogramed duffle.

Once we arrived in the USA, we were picked up in Miami by my Uncle Russell and we went home to our 800 sq ft house.  My 3 sisters and I shared a tiny room with 2 bunks.  When we went into our room to dump our bags, we found that people had left gifts on our beds.  Sweet Pea Body Spray from Bath and Body Works was one of my gifts and Cucumber Melon Body Spray was one of my sisters gifts...to this day, if I smell those scents, I am immediately brought back to that bedroom.  People had furnished our entire house, decorated it for Christmas, filled up the kitchen with food and so much more.

My mom ended up surviving, so we stayed in the USA for 5 months, enrolling in private school during that time and waiting until she could travel again.  I went one time to Georgia to visit my mom in the hospital with my mimi.  My mom had something that looked like seaweed stapled all over her skin.  I got so sick, I had to sit down and put my head between my legs so that I wouldn't pass out.

A few weeks into our time in the USA, I remember Margaret and Sarah Charles picking us up and taking us shopping at the mall.  I still remember getting into her car, sitting down, leaning my head back on the seat and feeling so relieved that someone (an adult) was taking care of us.  I felt like I could relax a little and that someone else was in charge.  Margaret bought me a pair of Express Jeans a red T-shirt from American Eagle.  I will never forget it.  Things were so hectic and I was the oldest, so I felt very responsible to "mother" my little sisters...do their hair, get them dressed for school, make sure they are ok, etc.  But, I was still only 16 myself and, at that time, I wanted to be babied a little bit too!

After 5 months, my mom was finally able to return to Bolivia.  When we got back, we still hadn't celebrated Christmas, so we got to open all our gifts and celebrate Christmas in June!  For 2 years after her accident, we helped my mom with taking off her compression suit, bathing, applying creams, putting a clean compression suit on, taking her meds and much more!

Because she was burned, she began to visit the burn clinic in Cochabamba, Bolivia and from that she ended up founding her own non-profit, Burn Care International.  She saw that, just like her, burn victims in Bolivia were not getting good care.  Today, she not only has her own office in the Burn Clinic in Bolivia, but she travels around the world and helps burn victims in developing countries.

Every time I think about my mom's accident, I am reminded of this verse:

Although that was the hardest time in my life, I know that it was in God's plan.

I am so thankful to each and every friend and family member who helped us and cared for our family...I know that we are truly loved by many!

And I am so thankful that my mom not only survived, but now she is changing lives all around the world!

Please take a moment to visit her website and consider making a donation so that she can continue to help burn victims around the world!

Burn Care International



     I have ALWAYS loved that Nick and I chose to write our own Wedding Vows because we talked about and decided on what we wanted to promise to each other.  Through the years, I have often thought back to our Vows and wondered how are we doing in keeping them!

I still remember standing on the stage and saying my Vows to Nick.  I could hardly speak because I was so choked up, realizing that I was promising some pretty serious things!!!

But, it's amazing to see, 8 years later, how we have ALREADY lived out our Vows.  We are best friends.  We pray for each other.  We have stuck by each other no matter what comes our way.

Still to this day, I CANNOT believe that I got to marry Nick Stewart.  Everyone who knows him loves him.  He is compassionate, sincere, disciplined, hard-working, trustworthy, selfless, calm, strong, handsome, kind, smart, funny and so many other wonderful things.  
I will forever be thankful that God brought us together.  

To my Nick,
Happy 8th Anniversary...I love you and...

I thank my God every time I remember you.
Philippians 1:3

Let's be Friends:



On Friday, this popped up in my Facebook newsfeed. 

CEREAL night! (or whatever easy breakfast food you want). We will have normal milk and some boxes of cereal. I think Bri said she'd bring almond milk. So…. bring whatever.

Our Young Married Couples group was planning our next event.  I decided that I would bring Lucky Charms (mainly so that I would have an excuse to eat them), but before I put that down in writing, it was claimed.  After debating all weekend, I still had no idea what to bring.  I'm THAT person that doesn't like to cook AND my oven doesn't work, so I always bring the loserest (that's a word) options.  Only hours before it was time to go, I got SUPER excited and told Nick "Let's bring Krispy Kreme Doughnuts...it would be so fun to bring something good and not be the losers for a change!"

So, on our way to dinner, we stopped by Krispy Kreme.  I asked Nick if we could go through the drive through, but he said that he would rather go in, so we hopped out of the car and went inside.  As soon as the doors opened, the sugar was calling to me and I walked over to the glass to take a peek at what doughnuts were available.  Nick asked if we should just get a dozen glazed doughnuts and I responded, "We never get doughnuts, so I want to pick a dozen assorted that are fun options for everyone."  He said ok and I continued browsing.  He leaned over again and asked if I knew which ones I wanted and I said yes.  Then he started talking...he said to get a few glazed and that he wanted chocolate too.  I felt too guilty to get only what I wanted, so I figured I would appease Nick with a few doughnuts that he would like.  I told the lady, "4 glazed".  Then, Nick leaned over and added "4 chocolate".  I was watching in horror as my freedom of choice was being ripped from me, right before my eyes.  Nick turned to me and said, "You still need 4 more to make 12...the sprinkles are good".  So, the lady got 4 sprinkles.   

It was like an out of body experience.  I had gone inside with hopes and dreams of cute little colorful doughnuts.  12 different kinds.  Happy people at the couples dinner.  I watched the lady close the box lid and cover up the boring options that had somehow been chosen.  

I felt speechless...it had all happened so fast.  My dozen assorted doughnuts turned into 4 glazed, 4 chocolate and 4 sprinkles.  As the lady was walking over to the cash register, I turned to Nick and said, "Why didn't you let me choose anything!?!?!?  I feel like you are trying to control me and tell me what to do!!!!".  Nick said, "You did choose...she chose what you said".  I couldnt believe this was actually happening to me.  We paid for the doughnuts that I no longer wanted and went to the car.  As soon as we got in the car, we talked through what happened again.  I was upset because I didn't have fun picking my doughnuts and it crushed all my hopes and dreams and Nick was upset because he didn't even remember talking to the lady at all or telling her anything about doughnuts.  

We drove to the couples night in silence.

Then we pulled up, parked the car and Nick got out.  I couldn't believe that he didn't try to resolve the doughnut issue and that he didn't even offer to carry the box.  So, as he walked up ahead of me, I called after him and asked if we were done.  Nick turned around and said, "I don't know what else to say".  We just stood there, staring at each other.  The front door opened, we both put on our fake smiles and went inside for a fake fun night.  I ALWAYS love these.

After all that drama, one person ate half of a doughnut.  


Once the evening was over, we got home and got in bed.  Nick snuggled up to me and said, "Are you still mad at me?".  And I said, "What about YOU being mad at me...you wouldn't look at me all night!".  Nick said, "No, you wouldn't look at ME all night!".

We both laughed and I said, "Stupid doughnuts".

Let's be Friends:


All In Moderation

     This is my family when planning a meal together...

Momma: "So, what do y'all want to eat?"

My sisters: "I don't know..."

Me: "Pizza!!!!!!!!!!!!"

My sisters: "Yay!  We love Pizza!!!!!!!!"

Momma: "No, I want to eat something healthy."

Me: "Let's go to Schlotsky's and get salads!!!!!!!!"

Daddy: "That sounds good."

Momma: "I would really rather stay home and save money."

My sisters: "We always go there..."

Momma: "How about we make a good salad here at the house?"

Me: "No..."

Daddy: As his eyes light up and he does hand motions, "What about we make a good salad and grill some chicken?!?!?!"

     EVERY SINGLE TIME we have this conversation, my daddy suggests a good salad and grilled chicken.  And EVERY SINGLE TIME he suggests it, he does hand motions.  He takes both his hands and holds them out in front of him as if he is holding an invisible basket ball.  Then, he moves his hands around and back and forth.  That motion is basically his version of sign language for a "good salad and grilled chicken".  If I see my sisters doing those hand motions, I know what they mean.  So, it has become a family joke and we all do that "good salad and grilled chicken" sign language as we decide on a meal.

Well, actually I DO understand...

     My daddy doesn't just "like" anything.  You know "These are a few of my favorite things" song in The Sound of Music?  Well, this sums up my dad's life.  He has a few things that he LOVES.  Like, REALLY LOVES.  Like, he could do/have these things EVERY SINGLE DAY and never get tired of them.  Let me give you a list (this is great if you are Christmas shopping for him):

1.  Coffee --- He goes to Starbucks so often that one year the employees even gave him a christmas card and gift!  And if we are at his house, he always asks Nick "How about we make a nice pot of hot coffee?".

2.  Schlotskys --- He goes so often that the employees know that he wants chips and an extra cup of dressing with his salad.

3.  Soup --- He always asks who is going to be "scooping" his soup because he wants to make sure they get "all the junk from the bottom", while using his right hand in a downward circular motion...aka the "soup" sign language, similar to the "good salad and grilled chicken" sign language.

4.  Naps --- Saturdays and Sundays, at least, have always had mandatory naps.  And not just any nap...he needs feather pillows, lots of blankets, darkness and his fan blowing cool air on him.

5.  Peanut Butter --- When we lived overseas, people always brought a jar of peanut butter when they came to visit us!

6.  Grilled chicken and a good salad --- I think that we have established that he likes this!

7.  Sweatshirts --- Every Christmas he asks us for a "good sweatshirt".  It is basically just a solid color, cotton sweatshirt with a rounded neck, no hood, and the arms and torso must be long enough for his tall body.

8.  Nacho Libre --- We have watched this movie more times than I can count and my family speaks to each other through movie quotes.  When growing up, we watched "It's a Wonderful Life" every year for Christmas, but apparently our movie choices have adapted to our ever growing wisdom and maturity.

9.  Disposable Cups --- Instead of throwing away plastic, paper and styrofoam cups after use, my daddy washes them in the dishwasher or sink and saves them to drink out of instead of the glasses and cups in the kitchen cabinets.

10.  Giving --- seriously, BOTH of my parents will drop EVERYTHING for just about ANYONE.  They will give and give and give, even when they get nothing in return.  They LOVE helping people and will give their time, money, resources and more!

Seriously.  It MUST be a super-power.
     So, let's talk about me...

     Over the past few weeks, I have made it pretty clear that I LOVE Hallmark Christmas Movies.  But, the more and more that people bring it up and ask me about it, the more that I realized that I talk about my obsession all the time.  I am JUST LIKE MY DADDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I don't just "like" something...I LOVE IT.  I don't just dab my toe in something...I do a cannon ball.  I even wrote a post about it a few weeks ago, but wanted to share the few things that I am CRAZY about right here:

1.  Nick --- I don't like going anywhere without him and miss him ALL day when he is at work.

2.  Pizza --- If it were ok, I'd eat it every single night for dinner.

3.  Slippers --- I get home, take off my shoes and put on my slippers every single time.

4.  Blogging --- I don't have to explain this one.

5.  Essential Oils --- I mean, I pretty much live and breathe these things.

6.  Purple --- Every bedroom I ever had was purple until I got married (I have an extra special addition to this story below).

7.  Sauna --- I go to the gym to get in the sauna...end up story.

8.  Hallmark Christmas Movies --- My November and December are pretty much useless for anything else.

9.  Traveling --- I can't help but think that maybe I should have bought an RV instead of a house?

10.  Simplifying --- The 10 Item Wardrobe is my favorite and my friends and family freak out when I want to help them clean out and organize.

     UUUUUuuummmmmmmmm....do you see a pattern here!?!?!?!??!?!  I am pretty much Wick Jackson...just a little younger and more feminine.  I don't just try out these things...I go all in and obsess.

     The first time I realized that I might have a problem was when I met a new person at Francis Marion University.  I introduced myself and we started talking.  All of a sudden, the girl grabbed my arm and stopped me and said "Oh yea, I know you...you are the purple girl".  I was like, "What?".  She said, "You are the girl that walks around campus wearing all that purple".  AWKWARD.  I silently pondered her words and realized that I usually came to classes wearing my purple crocs, my purple north face jacket and my purple LLBean backpack.  It was like a lightbulb moment.  I was "the crazy purple lady".  So, after that embarrassing encounter, I tried to switch up some colors a bit...

     Everything in Moderation...have you heard people say that?!?!!?  Well, I am THAT person that, when I hear you say that, I dramatically roll my eyes and feel a serious gag reflex going on.  Basically my ENTIRE life, I have thought that people who say that are just liars.  I mean, when I am craving sugar...I don't just eat a candy bar, I eat cake for breakfast, a donut for mid morning snack, ice cream for lunch, hot chocolate in the afternoon and finish up the day with brownies.  I mean seriously.  Who does moderation?!?!?  

     All these years, I thought that I was normal and those "all in moderation" people were crazy.  

     So, here is my public apology:  I'm sorry that I was wrong, that I am THAT crazy person and that I get it all from my daddy...so it's basically his fault (but he got it honest too, so we can cut him a little slack). 

Let's be Friends:


Who Am I?

     As I was reading the final pages of The Fringe Hours, by Jessica N Turner, I read this quote that she included:

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” 

     I LOVED this...what a great way to end an AMAZING book!  

     So, I want to GIVE AWAY my copy of the book away to one of YOU!  Leave a comment and share what you like to do when you make time for YOU!  I will randomly select a name from the comments and send you this book, The Fringe Hours!

Let's be Friends:


2 year OILYversary GIVEAWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

EVERYONE is talking about Essential Oils, but it's because they are seriously aMaZiNg.  Some people talk about their favorite pair of skinny jeans...I talk about my essential oils.

I grew up using these little bottles of goodness - Tea Tree on my breakouts and Peppermint in the vacuum for a fresh smelling house - but, I had NO IDEA how many essential oils were out there and how much they could do!!!  I pretty much thought Lavender was the only other essential oil out there...

Back in November 2013, a friend invited me to an essential oils class.  I excitedly agreed to go and told Nick that he didn't have to worry about me buying anything.  Famous last words.  
I ordered the Premium Starter Kit THAT NIGHT...November 20th, 2013.  EXACTLY TWO YEARS AGO!!!  A week later, I got my PSK and fell down the stairs carrying it.  As I was crying and moaning, Nick said "why don't you use your oils?".  I tore open my package, began applying and was immediately sold...I KNEW that I wanted to HELP others get these essential oils in their hands too!!!

My 1st Premium Starter Kit!!!!!!

So, fast forward to TODAY, two years later, and I am still USING, LOVING 

and SHARING about Young Living Essential Oils!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I first got started, I had A MILLION questions!!!!  I did TONS of reading and research because I was SUPER excited.  I was also blessed enough to have gotten into an AMAZING group, called the Lemon Droppers!  We have INCREDIBLE support.  Click HERE to watch this fun, short video about us!!!

If you are interested in essential oils, the best place to get started is with a Young Living Premium Starter Kit, like I did!!!  In the past, I used other essential oil brands, but I switched to Young Living because of their Seed to Seal, which means they are in charge of all of the steps in the process!!!  I have even been to the Young Living Lavender Farm in Mona, Utah and seen it all with my own eyes!!!  Click HERE to read about my visit and see photos!!!

Young Living Lavender Farm - Mona, Utah

If you would like to know more, PLEASE send me a Facebook message or Email me!!!  I am TOTALLY READY for your millions of questions!!!

BUT, if you are ready to get your own Premium Starter Kit NOW, you can order through me by clicking HERE!!!  The Wholesale Membership will save you TONS of money!  Even though you chose "Wholesale Member", you don't have to ever sell anything...it's just to get good prices (think SAMs Club or Costco Memberships)!!!

Once you sign up, let me know ASAP so that I can send you an Essential Oils CARE PACKAGE to help you get started!!!  Also, we have an essential oils Facebook education group called "School of Oils" that I would LOVE to add you to so that you can participate in our daily education, monthly giveaways, online classes, support and more!!!

I LOVE my essential oils, but even more, I LOVE the friendships that I have made through this journey with the Lemon Droppers!!!  If you have one more minute, click HERE to watch one last short, inspirational video about us!!!

Not only have I enjoyed 2 years of using Young Living Essential Oils, but I have also enjoyed 2 years of the BEST JOB IN THE WORLD!!!!!!  I spend my days helping people learn about essential oils and how to grow their Young Living businesses.  I am SO THANKFUL for this company and how it has given me the FREEDOM to do what I LOVE while working from home, setting my own hours, traveling much more than ever before...all without having to return to school or go into debt.

So, all this to say, in CELEBRATION of my 2 year OILYversary, I am GIVING AWAY these Goodies below to the FIRST person who signs up through me (click HERE) and purchases the Premium Starter Kit!!!!!!!!!!  It's first come, first served!!!!!!

Your Goodies include:
-A 15ml Tangerine Essential Oil
-A Lemon Dropper Handbook
-3 Lemon Dropper Quadfolds
-A spray bottle 
-A small roller bottle
-A mini roller bottle
-A mini dropper bottle
-A small essential oils carrying bag
-One more secret surprise in the bag :)

Thank you for taking the time to read my blog and celebrate a milestone with me today!!!



I really honestly believe that I am thankful.

I like living simply and being generous, so I always feel like I am doing "good" in the thankful and non-selfish department.

Haha...that's funny.

...you know how Nick and I just recently bought our first house in June?  Let me just be honest here....yes, I LOVE having my own house.  BUT, I want it renovated...decorated...Pinterest ready.  This takes TIME and MONEY, so that's what I think about...planning how I will get my dream home. I am constantly thinking about the future house that I WILL be thankful for, not my present house that I SHOULD be thankful for.

I grew up overseas...I've seen the poor and the homeless.  But, I don't see it often anymore and so I forget what it looks like and how much I have.

Until Monday night.

I went with a group of girls to Whosoever Church to serve dinner to the homeless.  After driving to a less than safe side of town, I pulled up and would NOT have gotten out of my car if I had not seen my friends standing on the Church porch.  We walked inside and I immediately noticed that the hot air was on high and the smells were not pleasant.  My group leader did a short devotional and then everyone filed through the kitchen to eat fried chicken, green beans, mac-n-cheese, rolls, brownies and sweet tea.  Many of them came back for seconds and even thirds and some took plates home.  They were SO kind.  No one was pushy.  Everyone was grateful.  One man even said "God bless you" to each person who put another thing on his plate.

As we were cleaning up, I learned that we had served many of these people their ONLY meal that day.  And that some of them had no where to go and would be sleeping on the uncomfortable wooden church pews that night.  I KNOW that people are homeless and starving, but until I see it with my own eyes, it doesn't seem real and hardly has an effect on me. 

When it was time to leave, we got in our nice, heated cars and drove over to Redbone Alley and shared appetizers and desserts that we all could afford to pay for...then we all went home...I walked into my warm house, had a hot shower, put on clean clothes, snuggled up in my comfortable bed, talked with Nick and enjoyed the safety of it all.  

Over the years, God has reminded me over and over again of "giving thanks in all circumstances" and I want to do that NOW and stop waiting for my "perfect" life.  I ALREADY have a life that many people would die for and I should be Thankful EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.