<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:10:06.175-07:00</updated><category term='hairy legs'/><category term='endure'/><category term='believe'/><category term='confidence'/><category term='hope'/><title type='text'>life in the moment</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-7783893456761265718</id><published>2009-10-21T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:44:28.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feeel GOOD! Da na na na na na na!</title><content type='html'>My training show for my new jewelry business (Premier Designs) last night went GREAT!&amp;nbsp; I was surprised at the great results.&amp;nbsp; Lots of people came, some people were even interested in the business opportunity, and some people even bought stuff!&amp;nbsp; Everyone loved it, it was awesome!!&amp;nbsp; It totally got me so much more excited about doing this.&amp;nbsp; Yay!&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-7783893456761265718?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/7783893456761265718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=7783893456761265718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/7783893456761265718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/7783893456761265718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feeel-good-da-na-na-na-na-na-na.html' title='I feeel GOOD! Da na na na na na na!'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-6059952062637643275</id><published>2009-10-10T23:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T14:34:45.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like a really rotten person.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess some things just have to be learned the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've made a resolve to try my best to not let it happen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to forget what's truly important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Cherish not only your life, but also the lives of those around you.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you Kuzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-6059952062637643275?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6059952062637643275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=6059952062637643275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/6059952062637643275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/6059952062637643275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-really-crappy-person.html' title='I feel like a really rotten person.'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-6852604114882586270</id><published>2009-10-07T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:46:55.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An apostrophe.</title><content type='html'>If we are so flustered with trying to help the world, we may miss the simple yet precious and life-impacting opportunities to help, comfort, support, the people close around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the moments that really count.&amp;nbsp; Those are the ones we actually want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-6852604114882586270?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/6852604114882586270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=6852604114882586270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/6852604114882586270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/6852604114882586270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/10/apostrophe.html' title='An apostrophe.'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-806565269095085272</id><published>2009-10-06T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:23:38.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The things you know but don't really KNOW</title><content type='html'>There is a very big difference in knowing something in your mind, and knowing something in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known this difference existed.&amp;nbsp; But for some reason it wasn't until tonight that I understood it at a deep level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions I wrote down for Conference have been answered already.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes in ways I never could have imagined.&amp;nbsp; Such as this.&amp;nbsp; I never would have thought that this would be an answer.&amp;nbsp; Or at least the beginning of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one thing to know something in your mind, and a completely different thing to know it in your heart.&amp;nbsp; It seems so obvious.&amp;nbsp; But I think it's a way deeper concept than we realize.&amp;nbsp; That's probably how everything in life is.&amp;nbsp; Everything has a purpose, and everything extends deeper than we can comprehend.&amp;nbsp; We know that about the big stuff like eternity and&amp;nbsp;the Atonement..&amp;nbsp; But I think it applies to everything else as well.&amp;nbsp; The complexity of things is way beyond our comprehension.&amp;nbsp; It only makes sense.&amp;nbsp; Ironically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-806565269095085272?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/806565269095085272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=806565269095085272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/806565269095085272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/806565269095085272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-you-know-but-dont-really-know.html' title='The things you know but don&apos;t really KNOW'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-2157527703872945406</id><published>2009-10-06T01:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T01:07:32.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random, but not so random, thoughts from my day. (Which was really yesterday since it's morning again already.)</title><content type='html'>The trick is to learn to be happy with who you are, where you are, when you're there, and what you've got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet ever still working on making the future better and brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so much love the fall.&amp;nbsp; I wish it was colder here.&amp;nbsp; I hate being cold.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But I love it when it's cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a job where I travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having real, adult conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep looking and moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a bag of Dove chocolates with the happy messages inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live somewhere where it's cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my purpose?&amp;nbsp; Everyone needs a purpose in everything they do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-2157527703872945406?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2157527703872945406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=2157527703872945406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/2157527703872945406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/2157527703872945406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/10/trick-is-to-learn-to-be-happy-with-who.html' title='Random, but not so random, thoughts from my day. (Which was really yesterday since it&apos;s morning again already.)'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-7199018307977179502</id><published>2009-09-30T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:55:01.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really need to learn to truly treasure each moment.</title><content type='html'>I've said this before but this morning the truthfulness of it hit me hard.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I deal with things by not dealing with them.&amp;nbsp; I just ignore it in hopes that it will go away I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I learned of my cousin's passing (death is such a strong word..).&amp;nbsp; His name is Derek, although we called each other "Kuzz".&amp;nbsp; He has been living in Stockton, California for many years, near his parents.&amp;nbsp; He just turned 31 last month and has been fighting cancer for a couple months.&amp;nbsp; It started in his leg and spread quickly to his lungs and into his brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He passed at 4:30 this morning.&amp;nbsp; I was immediately hit with the reality of the situation.&amp;nbsp; Even through everything that has happened, it wasn't until this morning that I understood&amp;nbsp;the brutal reality of death.&amp;nbsp; It just isn't the same when it's someone you don't know very well.&amp;nbsp; But when you do, it puts a hole in your heart.&amp;nbsp; You realize that you won't be able to talk to this person like you used to, won't see this person like you used to, won't be able to make more memories or continue the traditions already set in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized some flaws of mine.&amp;nbsp; The things that have come to light are painful, as they normally are.&amp;nbsp; But I guess I should take this new information about myself and apply it where time has not expired, as every experience in life bears the fruit of something to be learned.&amp;nbsp; Overcoming our shortcomings isn't easy, but that's where the beautiful gift of the Atonement of Jesus Christ comes in to play here.&amp;nbsp; I have resolved today again to become a better person from this day forward.&amp;nbsp; The how is usually the tricky part.&amp;nbsp; I'll be asking for much help, especially in that aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've&amp;nbsp;also realized things regarding my family that make me very sad and at this point I only wish for them to understand my point of view, or not even that but at least to respect it and me.&amp;nbsp; I think family is supposed to be on the same page, and when you put on a fake face that seems a little facade-ous to me.&amp;nbsp; Unity ceases to exist on that level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live life while you have it; make memories while you still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not about how many people you can love, but learning how to love the ones who are harder to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure each moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...especially when you don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those times seem to be often for me.&amp;nbsp; I'm trying to learn to appreciate each moment and accept each unknown situation, however small.&amp;nbsp; I tend to not pick up the phone or respond to chat messages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Kuzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really were&amp;nbsp;a good buddy of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would have made more of the friendship while I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's nothing I can do in this life with that relationship.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you Kuzz... but you're in a better place now.&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-7199018307977179502?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/7199018307977179502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=7199018307977179502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/7199018307977179502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/7199018307977179502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-really-need-to-learn-to-truly.html' title='I really need to learn to truly treasure each moment.'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-3872794666397404295</id><published>2009-09-29T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:41:54.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so excited about life!</title><content type='html'>Sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In December I'll get my Arizona General Education Certificate in Liberal Arts.&amp;nbsp; I'll finally be graduated!&amp;nbsp; But I'm still going after that...&amp;nbsp; Child Development!&amp;nbsp; The plan is to have that associates degree at the end of next next Spring. &amp;nbsp;Spring 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alsoooo, I'm going to sign up real soon here for NYIP - New York Institute of Photography.&amp;nbsp; It's completely home-based.&amp;nbsp; The main course there covers alllll sorts of photography stuff-- different kinds of photos, angles, portraits, sports shots, whatever; the business of photography; equipment; lots and lots of great info.&amp;nbsp; You have up to 3 years to complete the course, but I think most people finish between 8 months to a year.&amp;nbsp; It sounds great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnndddddd...&amp;nbsp; I just signed up to be a Premier Designs jeweler!&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited to do it.&amp;nbsp; The jewelry is beautiful, I can promote my "business" every day just by wearing the awesome stuff they have!&amp;nbsp; It's a great company and will be lots of fun, just hangin' out with the girls!&amp;nbsp; The company was founded on a religious and spiritual base, so they aren't out to get lots and lots of money for themselves but to help others!&amp;nbsp; I love the idea of being my own boss.&amp;nbsp; That's definitely something I would thrive on.&amp;nbsp; It's going to be great!&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited.&amp;nbsp; SO excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness.&amp;nbsp; And General Conference is this weekend.&amp;nbsp; We're taking the trip up there, me, my sister, Becky, Shaela, and Mandi.&amp;nbsp; It's going to be such a wonderful trip.&amp;nbsp; The Spirit is so great and so strong up there in Salt Lake City when everyone from everywhere gathers together to hear the voice of the prophet of the Lord, His mouthpiece!&amp;nbsp; And all the wonderful authorities and leaders of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, who are equally inspired.&amp;nbsp; And wintertime is beautiful.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it's already this weekend.&amp;nbsp; We leave in 2 days!!&amp;nbsp; Wow!&amp;nbsp; I love going to Conference!!&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to have a vision for your life&amp;nbsp;before you can go anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-3872794666397404295?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3872794666397404295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=3872794666397404295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/3872794666397404295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/3872794666397404295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-so-excited-about-life.html' title='I&apos;m so excited about life!'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-1120809951123364958</id><published>2009-09-26T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T02:19:41.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with photos in the shop</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I can't help it.&amp;nbsp; I'm addicted to staying up late, especially if there's a good movie on!&amp;nbsp; Remember the Titans is SUCH a good movie!!!&amp;nbsp; Well, I got started playing with effects and stuff on an online photo editor, and this is what happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the original photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3aoONm1TI/AAAAAAAAADw/zL55JioJHX0/s1600-h/EACpride0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3aoONm1TI/AAAAAAAAADw/zL55JioJHX0/s320/EACpride0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And then I self-corrected the exposure, sharpness and color...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3ap48NJpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/udQJdz8qm4o/s1600-h/EACpride1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3ap48NJpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/udQJdz8qm4o/s320/EACpride1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Annndddddd then I got to playing.&amp;nbsp; =)&amp;nbsp; I don't know which I like best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3aqlY-FQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/T8aR3pvBzpU/s1600-h/EACpride2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3aqlY-FQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/T8aR3pvBzpU/s320/EACpride2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3aryp-ONI/AAAAAAAAAEI/V-DDzGif_cY/s1600-h/EACpride3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3aryp-ONI/AAAAAAAAAEI/V-DDzGif_cY/s320/EACpride3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3assT2F0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gn5MjFh73Qo/s1600-h/EACpride4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3assT2F0I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gn5MjFh73Qo/s320/EACpride4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3ateR0ygI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fVyNK_CSlZc/s1600-h/EACpride5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3ateR0ygI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fVyNK_CSlZc/s320/EACpride5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3auY1Pc9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/hBjISI6Yxtw/s1600-h/EACpride6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3auY1Pc9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/hBjISI6Yxtw/s320/EACpride6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3avV29j0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/A4k3uxPcpCI/s1600-h/EACpride7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3avV29j0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/A4k3uxPcpCI/s320/EACpride7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3awiD1iII/AAAAAAAAAEw/gA75eUn_w3Y/s1600-h/EACpride8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3awiD1iII/AAAAAAAAAEw/gA75eUn_w3Y/s320/EACpride8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3axpgfmQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T5HagTc4FlY/s1600-h/EACpride9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3axpgfmQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T5HagTc4FlY/s320/EACpride9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3azbx9zHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kLPvBWZK4Vc/s1600-h/EACpride10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3azbx9zHI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kLPvBWZK4Vc/s320/EACpride10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3a0ruUyXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Li_GOzmHMH8/s1600-h/EACpride11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3a0ruUyXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Li_GOzmHMH8/s320/EACpride11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3a4-Bs50I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HNih77BskJY/s1600-h/EACpride12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3a4-Bs50I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/HNih77BskJY/s320/EACpride12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Actually I think I like this last one the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is fun!&amp;nbsp; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-1120809951123364958?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1120809951123364958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=1120809951123364958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/1120809951123364958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/1120809951123364958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-with-photos-in-shop.html' title='Playing with photos in the shop'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Sr3aoONm1TI/AAAAAAAAADw/zL55JioJHX0/s72-c/EACpride0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-5464418618047140842</id><published>2009-09-24T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:39:54.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm learning to be crafty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/SrxFtUhmJYI/AAAAAAAAADg/BkN03EO2ZrI/s1600-h/IMG_1149_crop.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/SrxFtUhmJYI/AAAAAAAAADg/BkN03EO2ZrI/s320/IMG_1149_crop.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/SrxFwuUYTkI/AAAAAAAAADo/NPIDlNsjPKU/s1600-h/IMG_1153_crop.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/SrxFwuUYTkI/AAAAAAAAADo/NPIDlNsjPKU/s320/IMG_1153_crop.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Look at me, being all crafty!&amp;nbsp; I made these two pairs of earrings tonight.&amp;nbsp; For only $25!&amp;nbsp; A friend of mine taught a free workshop at the bead store she works at.&amp;nbsp; I love them!&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited to wear them!&amp;nbsp; Work tomorrow, church on Sunday, work again all next week.....&amp;nbsp; Okay I won't over-do it but they really are cute and fun!&amp;nbsp; I feel so accomplished.&amp;nbsp; I love being crafty!&amp;nbsp; Creating.&amp;nbsp; Consider my Thursday nights taken...&amp;nbsp; It's craft night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-5464418618047140842?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5464418618047140842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=5464418618047140842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/5464418618047140842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/5464418618047140842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-learning-to-be-crafty.html' title='I&apos;m learning to be crafty!'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/SrxFtUhmJYI/AAAAAAAAADg/BkN03EO2ZrI/s72-c/IMG_1149_crop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-5606098061121320042</id><published>2009-09-23T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:25:24.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I should be working...</title><content type='html'>I pulled my left leg's quad muscle last Thursday night at indoor soccer.&amp;nbsp; It was fun but the whole injured thing wasn't such a great idea.&amp;nbsp; By Friday night it was not even close to being healed and playing in my soccer game didn't help at all.&amp;nbsp; I play on a co-ed team and the minumum girl players required on the field is 5, and that's apparently about how many girls show up each week.&amp;nbsp; So no subs for us girls.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say my leg hurt pretty bad.&amp;nbsp; But I didn't have much of a choice but to run on it anyway!&amp;nbsp; It's still sore...&amp;nbsp; All I have to say is that it better be ready for the game on Friday, or else I'm afraid&amp;nbsp;it won't ever heal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out last Friday that I'm only ONE class away from getting an associates degree!&amp;nbsp; That's quite the accomplishment for me since I've changed my major a few times and&amp;nbsp;thus&amp;nbsp;thought that it wouldn't be for another year or so before I finally had something concrete to show for all this time of going to school.&amp;nbsp; Good thing I went in and talked to a counselor!&amp;nbsp; I'll take History 101 this semester as an 8-week class and in December I will be graduated with an AGEC in Liberal Arts.&amp;nbsp; FINALLY.&amp;nbsp; At least it's something transferrable. I still want to get at least an associates in Child Development to maybe one day open a day care, maybe even one day at a real facility!&amp;nbsp; I've also decided to develop my love of photography and take some classes about it to see if that's also something I would like to do as a profession.&amp;nbsp; I think it sounds kind of cliche, but I guess to everyone thier own lives always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently decided to become a jewelry consultant for Premier Designs.&amp;nbsp; I'm really excited about it!&amp;nbsp; And a little nervous.&amp;nbsp; I think it's going to be a fun on-the-side job for me.&amp;nbsp; I'm filling out all the paperwork within a couple days and my training show is next month.&amp;nbsp; I feel a little silly but I'm really kind of excited!&amp;nbsp; This is going to be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work I suppose...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-5606098061121320042?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/5606098061121320042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=5606098061121320042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/5606098061121320042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/5606098061121320042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-should-be-working.html' title='I should be working...'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-2131476936814125877</id><published>2009-09-22T18:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:33:03.478-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairy legs'/><title type='text'>Here's a little su'm su'm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl4HSyVybI/AAAAAAAAADY/SpRUrIuKVBE/s1600-h/legsbeforeandafter_sm.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl4HSyVybI/AAAAAAAAADY/SpRUrIuKVBE/s320/legsbeforeandafter_sm.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before and After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yikes!&amp;nbsp; This was about 5 weeks worth of zero shaving.&amp;nbsp; The hair got to be almost 1 and a half centimeters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-2131476936814125877?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/2131476936814125877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=2131476936814125877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/2131476936814125877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/2131476936814125877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/09/heres-little-sum-sum.html' title='Here&apos;s a little su&apos;m su&apos;m...'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl4HSyVybI/AAAAAAAAADY/SpRUrIuKVBE/s72-c/legsbeforeandafter_sm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-3274406302646624283</id><published>2009-03-24T21:33:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:22:08.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Divine Roles of Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Scm4m4WKzSI/AAAAAAAAACI/YFZpC0RFjDY/s1600-h/visiting_teaching_message_february_2009_divine_roles_of_women.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316983813187489058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Scm4m4WKzSI/AAAAAAAAACI/YFZpC0RFjDY/s400/visiting_teaching_message_february_2009_divine_roles_of_women.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Women wind their attributes of charity, love, compassion and kindness around others."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems that much of the world views women as being weak and unsubstantial. Because of this, us females in our "girly" ways sometimes tend to view ourselves as weak and silly, and to think there is a problem, that something is wrong with us. But the truth is that there is nothing wrong with the ways of being a girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men and women are different. One is not better than the other. There isn't anything bad about the way we were created in our differences. This difference serves a great purpose. Men and women are halves and when they come together, man with woman, they form a whole. "The man and the woman contribute differently but equally to a oneness and a unity that can be achieved in no other way" (Elder David A. Bednar of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are certain things men can do that women can't (or do as well), and there are also things that women can do that men can't (or do as well). "The Lord has blessed women with divine attributes of love, compassion, kindness, and charity" (Silvia H. Allred).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julie B. Beck, Relief Society general president, said: "I have a testimony gained from pondering and studying the scriptures of a plan of happiness given to us by our Father in Heaven. That plan has a part for His daughters. We have the female half to take care of, and if we don't do our part, no one else is going to do it for us. The half of our Father's plan that creates life, that nurtures souls, that promotes growth, that influences everything else was given to us. We can't delegate it. We can't pass it off to anyone. It's ours. We can refuse it, we can deny it, but it's still our part, and we're accountable for it. There will come a day when we will all remember what we knew before we were born. We will remember that we fought in a great conflict for this privilege. How do we meet this responsibility? We daily put our energies into the work that is uniquely ours to do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our role is divine. Our role is different than the role of men. We should embrace and use these different attributes to serve and help others. We shouldn't, however, try to abolish these divine attributes the Lord has blessed us with and strive to become more like men and what we think of as being "stronger." We are strong. We are powerful. We are different, and that's okay! We cannot give up our role of being loving, compassionate, kind, and charitable. There is absolutely nothing wrong with being such! These are great gifts from our Heavenly Father and we should embrace them and learn from them and use them to bless the lives of others. We are special. The Father loves His daughters. We must be who we are and let it benefit the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-3274406302646624283?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;locale=0&amp;sourceId=45989a74a342f110VgnVCM100000176f620a____' title='The Divine Roles of Women'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/3274406302646624283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=3274406302646624283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/3274406302646624283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/3274406302646624283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/divine-roles-of-women.html' title='The Divine Roles of Women'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Scm4m4WKzSI/AAAAAAAAACI/YFZpC0RFjDY/s72-c/visiting_teaching_message_february_2009_divine_roles_of_women.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479503839815496285.post-1519795693917698756</id><published>2009-03-22T13:55:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T14:17:23.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believe'/><title type='text'>Just believe and you'll see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/ScaqmW7lwtI/AAAAAAAAABA/TqnhsUWO3lI/s1600-h/mountain-sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316123986124718802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/ScaqmW7lwtI/AAAAAAAAABA/TqnhsUWO3lI/s400/mountain-sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;br /&gt;What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A great mountainous glacier setting itself free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing holds it back from being what it wants to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Neither frost nor liquid nor man can compete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving behind no sense of defeat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A stone so small winds could take it away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But happy it sits wherever it lay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pondering what the next move it will make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the while cheerful though without no mistake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wrinkle, a smile, eyes that shine as the light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glorious will that can always take flight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wrestle of heart can outtake the delight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onward, press onward can be the next fight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For always the triumph seems too far to see&lt;br /&gt;But take and believe what you know you can be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Always, forever, we'll stand and we'll live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To fight for our souls and to serve and forgive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see a strong spirit who knows what to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows how to fight and to hum the right tune&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone who'll take a bad blow as it comes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And turn and press onward no matter the sums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe in yourself and your power within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To strike at the foe with your goodness and grin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what is right and you know how to play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life isn't the game but no need for delay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A past that might hurt and a future unsure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unstable you think yourself, scared with no cure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Questions with answers that cannot be heard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ensnaring the soul, allowing the lure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope can rise up if you let it be seen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No need to hide or think low your esteem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Greatness exists inside you and in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just let it go and let yourself free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479503839815496285-1519795693917698756?l=kamilynnp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/feeds/1519795693917698756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479503839815496285&amp;postID=1519795693917698756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/1519795693917698756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479503839815496285/posts/default/1519795693917698756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamilynnp.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-believe-and-youll-see.html' title='Just believe and you&apos;ll see.'/><author><name>Kami Lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00463609280277384600</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/Srl1ERyjI-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/T-zckOdz50w/S220/Kamiglasses.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czGJhwthsCg/ScaqmW7lwtI/AAAAAAAAABA/TqnhsUWO3lI/s72-c/mountain-sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
