<?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-3298398116726608651</id><updated>2011-12-08T10:44:19.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspired by Nie</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-8112056229516890859</id><published>2009-01-22T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T16:24:32.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>times running out</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day to send me your letter for Stephanie. If you are still interested please email your letter and I can print it from here. Email me at jo_dillard@yahoo.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-8112056229516890859?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/8112056229516890859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=8112056229516890859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/8112056229516890859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/8112056229516890859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2009/01/times-running-out.html' title='times running out'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-4135967240119473426</id><published>2009-01-14T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:20:08.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick plea</title><content type='html'>Hello faithful blog readers,&lt;div&gt;I am putting together a book for Stephanie full of letters to her from us. If you are interested in telling Stephanie how she has influenced our life write it down and get it to me before Thursday of next week. If you are planning to contribute please let me know in the comment section of this post. Let's let Stephanie know how much we have grown over the last few months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-4135967240119473426?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/4135967240119473426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=4135967240119473426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/4135967240119473426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/4135967240119473426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2009/01/quick-plea.html' title='A quick plea'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-8120637870618533421</id><published>2009-01-13T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:00:41.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message sent by Joanne Gomez</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;Because of Stephanie I decorated cupcakes, baked a cake and bought a cake stand.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;Because of Stephanie I made bird shaped pancakes and had a pirate baby shower.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;Because of Stephanie I prepared a bear picnic and let the kids build a fort on the bunk bed with quilts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-8120637870618533421?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/8120637870618533421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=8120637870618533421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/8120637870618533421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/8120637870618533421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2009/01/message-sent-by-joanne-gomez.html' title='A message sent by Joanne Gomez'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-4369944949110965792</id><published>2009-01-07T05:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T05:48:11.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>Its a new year and time to resolve to be better. What has the Nielson's tragedy done for your desires to better yourself? What will you change this year? What lessons have you learned from their tragedy? If you believe that all things happen for a reason, then what will you take away from this experience?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-4369944949110965792?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/4369944949110965792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=4369944949110965792' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/4369944949110965792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/4369944949110965792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2009/01/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-2593085423468282034</id><published>2008-12-09T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:10:13.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Natalie Jeffers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/ST7CiqeAbkI/AAAAAAAABPU/-0-LYrEy7YI/s1600-h/IMG24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277869714096287298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/ST7CiqeAbkI/AAAAAAAABPU/-0-LYrEy7YI/s400/IMG24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Stephanie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too just stumbled upon your blog one day. I recognized your husband from BYU and wanted to know more about your family. I find your words comforting and uplifting, I find them “real”, when everything else seems to be a little sugar coated. You have inspired me to try a little harder, to stand a little taller, to be a little better, and to be happier in what I have and not in what I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you have also inspired me in a truly different way. On October 22nd my dear sweet father suffered a massive stroke. Shortly after all of my family gathered together to say our good-byes my dad passed away. It has been truly devastating. I would never wish this pain on anyone. The following morning after his death my mom received a phone call from a tissue bank. They were asking if we could donate skin, tissue, bones, etc to be given to others who were in need. My mother and I instantly thought of you. Not that we in anyway were expecting his skin to go to you, but we thought of your situation, and how this donation could help others in circumstances like yours. We thought of all the others that were often times desperate for donations like these. We thought of you and your family and how you have been blessed by the gifts of others. We just hoped that something good might come from the tragic situation we were in.This small act just seemed a last and final act we could do for my dad. And I am so grateful to you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for inspiring us to think beyond our grief and sadness, and to think of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers, as well as all of my family’s prayers, are with you at this time. Thank you and may God be there to comfort you through these next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Jeffers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-2593085423468282034?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/2593085423468282034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=2593085423468282034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/2593085423468282034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/2593085423468282034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/12/thoughts-by-natalie-jeffers.html' title='Thoughts by Natalie Jeffers'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/ST7CiqeAbkI/AAAAAAAABPU/-0-LYrEy7YI/s72-c/IMG24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-7169849604725412688</id><published>2008-11-29T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:27:09.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts taken from Laura Jean's blog</title><content type='html'>It is quite apparent that the blogging-world has fallen in love w/&lt;a href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephanie Nielson&lt;/a&gt;. In fact, I feel it is safe to say that Nie, a woman whom I have never met or even spoken to, has changed my life. Through her entries, Nie has reminded me of what stirs my soul simply by sharing her day-to-day. But it's not just the simple act of sharing - it's how she chooses to share via a focus on daily love and joy... she chooses to share via a true, positive spirit.I believe for the most part, we all have the ability to choose what comes out of our mouths and, in turn, a choice then in how we affect people in our own day-to-day. It's a hard choice. Even the best of us tend to fall victim to "giving in" to the mediocre. To the mundane. Sometimes it just appears easier to retaliate w/negative when it seems that's all that surrounds you. In fact, living here in NYC is a solid example of this choice - commuters are tested daily simply by stepping on the subway and into another's "bubble". Just the other day I watched a 30-something year old man curse a 60-something year old woman for trying to take "his seat" on the train. She got off @ the next stop, in tears.Everyone has bad days. You can't have yin w/o the yang. And it's not that Nie too doesn't have her bad days - it's how chooses to share them. She is tangible. Perhaps I identify so much w/this remarkable woman of only 27 years, a mother of 4, due to her similar composition of brown hair, green eyes and freckles - it's like looking in a mirror @ the motherly-side of myself that has yet to be. I delight in reading her &lt;a href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; everyday - a reminder to myself to keep priorities in perspective. She gives me strength. When I think of Nie, I see a rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TqmXyrfESVQ/SQicxt2P8BI/AAAAAAAAAu0/eDxcsu_gSpg/s1600-h/Ranch+2008(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(photo credit to those lovely Nielsons)For those that don't know, Stephanie Nielson has been stationed in Maricopa County Hospital's burn unit since a horrible plane crash w/her husband Christian, August 16 of this year, w/third degree burns over 80% of her body. It has been 2 months since the accident. Christian has sustained burns over 30% of his body and is working hard on his road to recovery. Nie is just now coming out of her medically-induced coma and awaking to a whole new world in which she will need to rely on that strength of her's that I admire so much to perservere. For a woman I have never met - who has given me so much in her own, small way - I feel helpless. How do you repay someone for such a gift?The answer is simple: love.I pay tribute to her spirit in my daily actions. In my choices. I am conscious to choose kindness over anger. I make every effort to listen instead of speak. I offer everyone my smile, my ear and my heart. And I cherish. I cherish everything.Those that have been following my blog since it's inception know that I have switched my design-layout a few times looking for the right "feel" to evoke ME on here. I had especially taken to task finding the right header to evoke the song &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Garrison+Starr/_/Superhero"&gt;Superhero&lt;/a&gt;, after which this blog is named - a song that I have identified w/and that has been dear to me since I first heard it on the radio back in 1997.Nie's 2 girls, Claire &amp;amp; Jane, are the 2 "Superheros" featured above on my header. In reading Stephanie's archives, I happened upon &lt;a href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-hero-claire-and-jane-dressed.html"&gt;this blog entry&lt;/a&gt; that just about brought me to simultaneous smiles and tears. In fact, if you listen to the song while perusing the photos of Nie's "Supergirls" via that link, you will see exactly what I mean.There was a benefit concert this past weekend in Mesa, AZ. to aid in Stephanie &amp;amp; Christian's recovery. It was during this concert that those 2 Supergirls got up to sing a lullabye to their Mother As stated by their Mother in her blog entry, these 2 girls are "darling girl-heroes".And their Mother is one of mine.Be good to people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-7169849604725412688?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/7169849604725412688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=7169849604725412688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7169849604725412688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7169849604725412688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-taken-from-laura-jeans-blog.html' title='thoughts taken from Laura Jean&apos;s blog'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-3931495941880473896</id><published>2008-11-27T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:14:46.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message from Nichole Fernandez</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 51); font-family: Trebuchet; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Lessons I've Learned from &lt;a href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/" style="color: rgb(33, 86, 112); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Nie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0KgjMsa79M/SSTliLqmaCI/AAAAAAAAAos/sToE1jSTxPs/s1600-h/nie.JPG" style="color: rgb(33, 86, 112); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270589839340103714" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0KgjMsa79M/SSTliLqmaCI/AAAAAAAAAos/sToE1jSTxPs/s400/nie.JPG" border="0" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 266px; text-align: center; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(128, 0, 64); border-right-color: rgb(128, 0, 64); border-bottom-color: rgb(128, 0, 64); border-left-color: rgb(128, 0, 64); " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;~Your sisters really are your best friends~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~You can pack heat and still be graceful~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sometimes you should write love letters to your spouse. And your kids. And anyone you love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Manners are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; dead~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Neither are red lipstick or aprons~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A woman CAN be truly and blissfully happy being a mother~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~It's OK to like your hubby's birthday suit. And to say so on your blog~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"Housewife" doesn't need a "just a" qualifier. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; it doesn't have to be a boring "job"~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Just because you're a mommy and a daddy doesn't mean you can't also be madly in love~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Life is colorful! And color comes in many forms: shoes, skirts, bowls, snapshots. . . ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Strong, centered women come in all sorts of packages~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Enjoy LIFE &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-3931495941880473896?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/3931495941880473896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=3931495941880473896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3931495941880473896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3931495941880473896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/message-from-nichole-fernandez.html' title='A message from Nichole Fernandez'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A0KgjMsa79M/SSTliLqmaCI/AAAAAAAAAos/sToE1jSTxPs/s72-c/nie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-3303010185185747215</id><published>2008-11-26T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:27:19.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More thoughts by Leigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Dear Stephanie,&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you that I was inspired by you&lt;br /&gt;tonight. My 4 year old son was too wound up to go to&lt;br /&gt;bed and I had tried every trick in the book to get&lt;br /&gt;this kid to go to sleep. I tried bribing him and that&lt;br /&gt;shifted eventually into me threatening to take away&lt;br /&gt;every toy he had if he didn't settle down and go to&lt;br /&gt;sleep. My frustration was getting the best of me and&lt;br /&gt;then I remembered one of your Blog entries. You are&lt;br /&gt;holding Nicholas in your arms and you wrote "Is this&lt;br /&gt;what your life looks like at 7:56 pm? Isn't it&lt;br /&gt;wonderful." It gave me pause and I took a deep breath.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I swooped up my naughty boy and rubbed his&lt;br /&gt;back and told him a "mouth story" (a story that I make&lt;br /&gt;up) until he drifted off to sleep with a smile on his&lt;br /&gt;face. You know what? It WAS wonderful. Thank you for&lt;br /&gt;reminding me to enjoy the process of motherhood. Every&lt;br /&gt;exhausting and hard moment that we go through is&lt;br /&gt;actually beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're life is illuminated! My thoughts turn to you&lt;br /&gt;through out my day. At this moment, you are in rehab&lt;br /&gt;and I can only imagine the exhaustion that you are&lt;br /&gt;feeling. Yet, I'm sure that it feels wonderful to be&lt;br /&gt;alive. Each day brings you closer to going back to&lt;br /&gt;your sweet family. Take good care of yourself and take&lt;br /&gt;your time coming back to the Blogging world. We are&lt;br /&gt;all here praying for you and living better lives&lt;br /&gt;because of you. When you are ready, I'll be there,&lt;br /&gt;following every wonderful moment of your adventures&lt;br /&gt;back into motherhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leigh Hewett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-3303010185185747215?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/3303010185185747215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=3303010185185747215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3303010185185747215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3303010185185747215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-thoughts-by-leigh.html' title='More thoughts by Leigh'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-7442585531505464655</id><published>2008-11-26T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T13:20:42.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A message from Kim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4em; font-weight: bold; font-size: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Taken from Kim's blog www.moseyalong.blogspot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4em; font-weight: bold; font-size: 150%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://moseyalong.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-am-i-here.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;Why am I here?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="post-header-line-1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.6em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I mean why am I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, blogging, as opposed to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, in the existential sense. The bigger existential question is better left to a future post, if I can raise myself to that level of self-analysis. Which is doubtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quick and dirty answer to why I am here blogging is probably: to keep family and friends updated on the compelling minutiae of my daily life (and that of my daughter and husband), my random musings on motherhood, maintaining a link to my career whilst involved in motherhood, and whatever other garbage comes into my head on a daily (or weekly or monthly) basis. It's a journal, of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deeper answer is because of a woman named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nieniedialogues.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nienie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, linked in my sidebar with an accompanying "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;donate to nienie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;" button. Some of you may have wondered who she is and why some stranger is in my sidebar. Nienie's real name is Stephanie, and she is a blogger who I began following off and on during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On first glance, she and I have very little in common. We're worlds apart politically, she is a devout follower of her Mormon faith, and she's enough years younger than I am that I feel very old and crotchety when reading her posts. But I was drawn into her blog for many reasons - the very apparent love she has for her husband and children, her joy in mothering and the creative spirit she brings to it, the fact that she lives geographically distant from her hometown and pines over being far away from her parents and siblings. All things that I share. Her blog is also just plain fun to read - cute photos, a good sense of storytelling, and sweet observations of her children and her life, a dry wit and a willingness to show all sides of motherhood good and bad - all things I appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then in late August I saw an update that stopped me cold - Stephanie and her husband Christian had been in a plane crash, both severely injured. It was touch and go whether she would survive, and she has been in a medically-induced coma since the accident in mid-August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, I've been awed by the power of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;community&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - in this case, the blogging community. Funds have been raised to pay for their medical bills. Folks have contributed money, food, clothes, gifts, time. Online auctions to raise money for them appear seemingly daily. Stephanie's sisters are caring for Stephanie's and Christian's four children, and one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.cjanerun.com/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; writes her own blog to raise money and keep the community updated on the family's progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has stunned me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, simply, I wanted to be a part of it. I wanted to in some small way help this lovely family, and open my own life up in response to the generosity of their family in sharing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your heart will be touched the same way mine was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-7442585531505464655?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/7442585531505464655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=7442585531505464655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7442585531505464655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7442585531505464655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/message-from-kim.html' title='A message from Kim'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-5322118804753950716</id><published>2008-11-21T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T06:05:43.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Letter From Oklahoma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 15px; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;Dear Stephanie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!  My name is Michelle and I live in Oklahoma where I am a stay at home mom to my two beautiful earth bound children and one Heaven bound daughter and loving wife to &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1227275962_0"  style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline- line-height: 1.2em; color:initial;"&gt;one soul mate&lt;/span&gt;.  In April of 2006 I gave birth to my daughter Isabella, who was everything I had hoped and dreamed of.  I had always wanted a daughter, and now I had one.  Unfortunately 6 short weeks later she began having seizures and received a terrible, terminal diagnosis.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is that I was shattered; emotionally and spiritually.  I was so confused, angry and hurt.  How could God, my God that I love and trust, do this to me, my daughter, my family?  I questioned my self mercilessly about every choice I made during my pregnancy, blaming myself for this terrible tragedy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May of 2007, my sweet baby girl died in my arms at home, while I was 20 weeks pregnant with a very healthy third child (a boy! His name is Kingston.)  By this time I had renewed strength within myself and with Christ, so I was able to cope and eventually accept my lot in this life.  I found peace and love again.   I want the very same for you Stephanie and for your sweet Christian.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not discover your blog until two days after your accident and I spent every chance I had over the next week reading every.single.entry.  I was and am in awe of you, your character, your spirit, your abilities, your passion, the list goes on!  Today when I am having a "bad mom day" (you know what I mean) I really do think to myself "What would Nie Nie do?"  You are an incredible inspiration to enjoy the small things in life.  I try to lead a more "Nie" life everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have prayed every night for you and Christians full recovery and I have prayed every night for the healing of your children.  And you know what?  I think God has answered every prayer.  You were blessed with your family for a reason and your children will amaze you with their strength and acceptance.  Christ has prepared their little hearts like you have no idea.  When this tragedy struck, every single person in your life was ready, whether they knew it or not.  God is good like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the time heal, work through every emotion no matter how painful and know that women all over the world love you and have never met you.  You are still an amazing, enchanting, lively, BEAUTIFUL woman.  An amazing wife.  A wonderful mother.  God knew what he was doing when he made you and kept you here.  Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-5322118804753950716?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/5322118804753950716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=5322118804753950716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/5322118804753950716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/5322118804753950716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-stephanie-hi-my-name-is-michelle.html' title='A Letter From Oklahoma...'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-7837771692051095405</id><published>2008-11-19T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:19:49.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Jessie Warren</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Dearest Stephanie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;You inspire me. Finding your blog and reading all the wonderful positive entries has given me faith that I can one day be a wonderful wife and mother. You are truly and super-mom! The love you have for your children, the passion you have for your husband, your endless positivity and creativity - it is all stunning. I think we could all learn from reading what you have to say, from viewing the photos of your beautiful family, and from learning how easily accidents can happen and put a pause to it all. Out of all the people I've ever brushed paths with - you remind me that life is fragile and beautiful. We should treat every moment like a golden opportunity to love one another &amp;amp; to embrace the gift of life. The Recovery blog said that you have started talking since then took you out of your coma. This gives me hope that will one day read your words and see your photos again. Keep up the recovery, Champ! I think of you and Mr. Nielsen everyday, well wishing you both get well soon from here in Seattle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;With love, Jessie Warren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-7837771692051095405?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/7837771692051095405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=7837771692051095405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7837771692051095405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7837771692051095405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-jessie-warren.html' title='Thoughts by Jessie Warren'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-5727400191581381375</id><published>2008-11-13T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:56:56.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>What words of encouragement can you give to Stephanie and Christian as they begin their rehabilitation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-5727400191581381375?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/5727400191581381375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=5727400191581381375' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/5727400191581381375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/5727400191581381375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-2521259087376742056</id><published>2008-11-12T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:07:39.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Donna</title><content type='html'>I found Nie Nie's blog purely by happenstance or as I call it God's detour, soon after their accident. I was reading it before I realized what had happened, and then I was forever changed. I am reading all the blogging, from Stephanie and Courtney's mom's perspective, but I have learned more in the past two months from these girls than I ever did in the 33 years I have been a wife and mother. I have wished many times while reading, that I had known them when...however I feel blessed to I  them now, and they have caused me pause. They have made me think and to interact with my family in a way like I never have. I am so aware of the "moment" and so aware not to rush those moments. I am able to "be" with my children, and I kiss my husband more, and I  "play" on the floor with my grandchildren, even if my bones ache! I have been blessed with a wakeup call. I pray that God has heard all of our prayers, and will be merciful in the months ahead for Nie Nie and Christian, but whatever He has planned will be glorious. I believe we have already witnesed the miracle of souls being united with Him. I know we can be witness to more great things to come! Thank you for allowing us to comment. We are all so blessed. My prayers are for the Clarks and the Nielson's each day. God Bless. sincerely~Donna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-2521259087376742056?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/2521259087376742056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=2521259087376742056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/2521259087376742056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/2521259087376742056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-donna.html' title='Thoughts by Donna'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-8115200837043646650</id><published>2008-11-12T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T08:06:49.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Leigh</title><content type='html'>Dear Stephanie,You seem like my kind of a girl. The kind of girl who can blow $150 at Anthropologie and feel good about it because you love the way their clothes make you feel. The kind of girl who loves the colors red and green together even when it's not Christmas. The kind of girl wholets the house go one afternoon so that you can read 10 more books to your children. Beyond these superficial yet oh so important things, you seem like the type of woman who will come out stronger because of this life changing experience. You will see blessings in your everyday life even more as you learn to love your new body and your new life. Because life will never be the same, I know.I don't know you but I think of you often. I keep up with your recovery and I pray as each new day presents a new challenge that you will rise up and find strength. You are so loved and admired. You make me want to cook more. You make me want to give my husband long kisses that linger as he passes me in the hallway. You make me want to snatch up my sweet 4 year old son and "mug" him from head to toe. You are an inspiration! Welcome back to the world beautiful lady. It's such a better place because you are in it!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, November 11, 2008 - 03:49 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="$attachment-tooltip$" href="http://web.me.com/andrewtbagley/NieRecovery/Wishes/Entries/2008/10/$attachment-url$"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.butternutsagedesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Donna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found Nie Nie's blog purely by happenstance or as I call it God's detour, soon after their accident. I was reading it before I realized what had happened, and then I was forever changed. I am reading all the blogging, from Stephanie and Courtney's mom's perspective, but I have learned more in the past two months from these girls than I ever did in the 33 years I have been a wife and mother. I have wished many times while reading, that I had known them when...however I feel blessed to I  them now, and they have caused me pause. They have made me think and to interact with my family in a way like I never have. I am so aware of the "moment" and so aware not to rush those moments. I am able to "be" with my children, and I kiss my husband more, and I  "play" on the floor with my grandchildren, even if my bones ache! I have been blessed with a wakeup call. I pray that God has heard all of our prayers, and will be merciful in the months ahead for Nie Nie and Christian, but whatever He has planned will be glorious. I believe we have already witnesed the miracle of souls being united with Him. I know we can be witness to more great things to come! Thank you for allowing us to comment. We are all so blessed. My prayers are for the Clarks and the Nielson's each day. God Bless. sincerely~Donna&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, November 11, 2008 - 11:43 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="$attachment-tooltip$" href="http://web.me.com/andrewtbagley/NieRecovery/Wishes/Entries/2008/10/$attachment-url$"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="comment-post" href="http://web.me.com/andrewtbagley/NieRecovery/Wishes/Entries/2008/10/12_Inspired_by_Nie.html#" _counted="undefined"&gt;Add a Comment&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="comment-manage-link" href="http://www.mac.com/WebObjects/Comments.woa/wa/manage?url=%2Fandrewtbagley%2FNieRecovery%2FWishes%2FEntries%2F2008%2F10%2F12_Inspired_by_Nie.html" _counted="undefined"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-8115200837043646650?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/8115200837043646650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=8115200837043646650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/8115200837043646650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/8115200837043646650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-leigh.html' title='Thoughts by Leigh'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-4058658154448740148</id><published>2008-11-10T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:08:23.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Cammy F, SLC</title><content type='html'>I have been sitting here reading everything from your blog to the recovery updates, to the comments from well-wishers. I have been crying my eyes out and wiping my face with a hedgehog washcloth that belongs to my 5 year old that just happened to be by the computer. I too have 4 children and a dear husband and I heard about your story from the grapevine here in SLC. My heart and prayers have gone out to you since I found your story. Nie, you naturally have qualities of optimism and love of life that help remind me, and so many others, to do the same. I pray for you to continue to have the strength you so dearly need.  It is wonderful how so many people love you and are routing for you. The world can't wait to have you back.  Thank you for being an inspiration.P.S I love your red polka dot dress you wore in your family pic's-- it is so you--happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-4058658154448740148?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/4058658154448740148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=4058658154448740148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/4058658154448740148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/4058658154448740148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-cammy-f-slc.html' title='Thoughts by Cammy F, SLC'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-5522802393095889526</id><published>2008-11-10T10:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:51:46.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Chris Davis</title><content type='html'>What a blessing we have to be associated with leaders and members that actively receive inspiration on our behalf.  I refer to the experience I and my family were priviliged to participate in yesterday morning.  Our Stake President, Pres. Wright generally does not attend ward fast and testimony meetings.  Stephen Clark, Stephanie's father, does not generally attend our ward fast and testimony meeting.  Yet yesterday was no coincidence that they were there.  As I was sitting there trying to listen, think, break up "disagreements" between brother and sister, hand out the "needed" goldfish, I saw Bro. Clark approach the stand.  As he bore testimony of prayer and the miracles that have taken place with his daughter and son-in-law, the spirit in that room was palpable.  Then to see Pres. Wright take the stand, the Spirit grew even stronger.  He is truely inspired.  What a lesson for me of expressing gratitude to our Father.  What a teaching moment for my children.  In discussing the events of the morning with my family over dinner,  one of them said,  "Pres. Wright talked about the 10 Lepers."  Am I one of the 9, or would I have turned and thanked Him for the blessing.  Although I would never wish the tragic events that Christian and Stephanie, and their children, have had to endure on any living soul,  my family and I have been blessed by the miracles that we have witnessed.  My heart has grown softer because of the miracles that I have witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-5522802393095889526?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/5522802393095889526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=5522802393095889526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/5522802393095889526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/5522802393095889526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-chris-davis.html' title='Thoughts by Chris Davis'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-6821396299025065817</id><published>2008-11-09T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:20:42.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Tammy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;I have sat quietly in the corner watching the effect your solitary life has had on the blogging world...if not the actual world. I used to think that my blog was little more than a place for me to vent my feelings and move on. Through the quiet work of your family &amp;amp; friends I find that I am quite wrong. I ahve made friends with fabulously wonderful women who have me refining and reshaping myself and my life into something better than I was. The love and devotion Nie and Christian share is an epic &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226258389_0" style="border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;love story&lt;/span&gt; that ranks with the most beautiful in the world. With each victory in the healing process I watch an entire community online cheer. We eagerly await the day your beautiful fingers can grace the keyboard again. Nie, you have a beauty the world needs more of. The beauty of your thirst for life and the love of your family. Though perhaps the outside shell has transformed a bit, nothing has truly changed. The beauty you have emenates from your &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1226258389_1" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;. We need more o f that in our world. Thank you for opening your life up to us...perfect strangers, yet closest friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Tammy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-6821396299025065817?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/6821396299025065817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=6821396299025065817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6821396299025065817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6821396299025065817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-tammy.html' title='Thoughts by Tammy'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-7087256578338201051</id><published>2008-11-08T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T13:33:33.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Kathy in WI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(76, 76, 76); font-family: CourierNewPSMT; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: none; "&gt;Stephanie and Christian,&lt;br /&gt;Your life before the crash and after have inspired me and affected me and my family so much. You have made me want to be a better wifey, mommy, and lover of life and everything that is normal. Since your accident I have held my kids tighter, kissed my husband more deeply, and try to get as much out of each moment as possible, because I feel like, if such an awful event can happen to your  beautiful family and life, then who are we to take our lives for granted. Thank you Nielson family for giving so much hope to ordinary but extraordinary people. May you have many beautiful days ahead to love one another.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless.&lt;br /&gt;Kathy in WI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-7087256578338201051?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/7087256578338201051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=7087256578338201051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7087256578338201051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7087256578338201051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-kathy-in-wi.html' title='Thoughts by Kathy in WI'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-6175156561992379854</id><published>2008-11-06T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:30:08.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Jamee Lee</title><content type='html'>I didn't even hear Nie's story on the Today show. I heard from my good friend.  She told me all about Nie. Nie- I read your whole blog from the beginning. I think of you every day, and try to think: "what would Stephanie do in this situation?" It helps me to be a better wife and mother EVERYDAY. Stephanie, you are a prime example of how one person living a good righteous life, can be such an inspiration to millions.  Thank goodness for eternity, but it still brings me so much joy to know that you will be able to see and talk with all your family again soon.&lt;br /&gt;With all my love and prayers,&lt;br /&gt;Jamee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-6175156561992379854?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/6175156561992379854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=6175156561992379854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6175156561992379854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6175156561992379854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-jamee-lee.html' title='Thoughts by Jamee Lee'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-6045602530090424524</id><published>2008-11-05T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:29:27.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Katherine Leonard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(76, 76, 76); font-family: CourierNewPSMT; font-size: 14px; line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: none; "&gt;I didn't start reading Stephanie's blog until after the accident, but when I did I found myself poring over the archives and daily, tearfully hoping for news. Stephanie, I wish dearly that you could be my friend. You have inspired me to WANT to be a mom and a wife. I grew up in a family where there was no victory or joy and I desperately feared the idea of becoming a frumpy mom who just wished that it would all end. But you taught me that motherhood is beautful and respectable, that it can be romantic and God-ordained, creative, and precious. You proved that being a grown-up was everything I had hoped it would be all along and I wish fervently that I could just talk with you about faith, play with your kids, and spend a day shopping at Anthropologie with you.  Please know that you and your family are often lifted before God in my prayers. Know that God has shone through you even while you were sleeping and that I am so blessed by what He has done in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Sister in Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Katherine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-6045602530090424524?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/6045602530090424524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=6045602530090424524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6045602530090424524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6045602530090424524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-katherine-leonard.html' title='Thoughts by Katherine Leonard'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-1376281026837720427</id><published>2008-11-04T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:33:51.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Maria Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;I first heard about Stephanie and her family while I was getting ready for work one morning, watching the news. I saw Stephanie's family expressing their love and faith amid the tragedy. I too am extremely close to my own family and I was moved by their heartache. I went to work and couldn't get the story out of my head. Like so many people I was drawn to her blog. I read every post and was inspired by the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225848560_0" style="border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;love and light&lt;/span&gt; which seem to radiate from this one woman. Her love for life and appreciation for all of her gifts imbued me with a sense of hope and faith. Faith that this family can and will grow from their shared experience. Faith that the world is full of goodness that continues to expand from this single woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; color:#7f7f00;"&gt;Maria Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-1376281026837720427?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/1376281026837720427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=1376281026837720427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/1376281026837720427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/1376281026837720427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thoughts-by-maria-rose.html' title='Thoughts by Maria Rose'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-6977522997992210105</id><published>2008-10-30T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:40:53.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Polly Judd</title><content type='html'>Because my family moved to the east coast from Gilbert, a friend at church asked if i had heard about this wonderful blog written by an LDS mom in Mesa.  I soon found out that this fabulous girl is married to the brother of a high school friend of my husband.  I know, small world.  Every time I read Stephanie's blog I can feel the Spirit of motherhood, love, laughter and Heavenly Father.  Stephanie has inspired so many people even all the way out here to find our talents, be a better mom, love our husbands a little more.  Thank you.  I recently read an article in an Arizona Paper about Stephanie's sisters.  Having 2 sisters of my own, I found myself crying through the entire article.  Not tears of sadness for this family but tears of joy for the love they share and the love I share with my sisters.  Your family uplifts my soul.  Thank you  for being willing to share your many ups and this down.  You may never know how many lives you have touched and how many families you have lifted up.  Thank you to the Nielsens and the Clarks for being willing to share this very personal journey.  A special thank you to Jane for her updates.  Your family shares a special talent for writing.  You make me feel like a sister you don't even know.  Thank you again.  Please know that we will continue to pray for your whole family and are eternally grateful for the impact you have had in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-6977522997992210105?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/6977522997992210105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=6977522997992210105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6977522997992210105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6977522997992210105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-by-polly-judd.html' title='Thoughts by Polly Judd'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-9093377926864470982</id><published>2008-10-30T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:38:33.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Kara</title><content type='html'>I am grateful that the Neilson and Clark families have allowed us to be a part of the miracles occurring in their lives.  Our testimonies have been fortified by theirs, which have been shared through words and actions.  I have been reminded how present the Lord can be in my everyday life—through times of trial and in times of peace.  Reading of the Lord’s hand in your lives has allowed me to receive quiet confirmation that he is aware of me and my family as well.I know our Heavenly Father has a plan for His children.  Growth is central to that plan and it doesn’t always come easily.  However, all things work together for our good and we are supported through trials in as much as we turn to the Lord.I am grateful that the Neilson and Clark families have allowed us to be a part of the miracles occurring in their lives.  Our testimonies have been fortified by theirs, which have been shared through words and actions.  I have been reminded how present the Lord can be in my everyday life—through times of trial and in times of peace.  Reading of the Lord’s hand in your lives has allowed me to receive quiet confirmation that he is aware of me and my family as well.I know our Heavenly Father has a plan for His children.  Growth is central to that plan and it doesn’t always come easily.  However, all things work together for our good and we are supported through trials in as much as we turn to the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-9093377926864470982?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/9093377926864470982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=9093377926864470982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/9093377926864470982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/9093377926864470982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-by-kara.html' title='Thoughts by Kara'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-1027172456617809109</id><published>2008-10-30T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:37:13.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Tamara Muth-King</title><content type='html'>Stephanie and Christian's situation has reinforced how important it is to treasure everyday with my husband and children. I've shared the story with my 10 and 11 year old daughters, and they too feel for Jane and Claire, and want to know what they can do to help. We are all keeping the Nielsons and Clarks in our prayers. I believe in miracles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-1027172456617809109?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/1027172456617809109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=1027172456617809109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/1027172456617809109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/1027172456617809109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-by-tamara-muth-king.html' title='Thoughts by Tamara Muth-King'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-131997856969910616</id><published>2008-10-30T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:35:54.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Darci Kent</title><content type='html'>I came across Nie's blog only a few weeks ago. I fell in love immediately and was deeply touched by the overwhelming love  and optimism with which she seemed to live every day- she does not take life nor love for granted- this was immediately clear. While I am saddened by her current state, I can't help feeling that she will recover and someday will be blogging about this very ordeal with the same sunny outlook- and that others' lives will continue to benefit because she so courageously lives and loves life.I came across Nie's blog only a few weeks ago. I fell in love immediately and was deeply touched by the overwhelming love  and optimism with which she seemed to live every day- she does not take life nor love for granted- this was immediately clear. While I am saddened by her current state, I can't help feeling that she will recover and someday will be blogging about this very ordeal with the same sunny outlook- and that others' lives will continue to benefit because she so courageously lives and loves life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-131997856969910616?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/131997856969910616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=131997856969910616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/131997856969910616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/131997856969910616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-by-darci-kent.html' title='Thoughts by Darci Kent'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-3847885027134081186</id><published>2008-10-30T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:34:29.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Bobbi Buchanan</title><content type='html'>Stephanie you and your lovely family have been in my thoughts ever since your family appeared on the Today Show sharing your story.My husband is actually the one who saw the story and came out and asked me if I had ever heard of your blog. I didn't know what he was talking about. As soon as I finished working in my yard I came in and looked your blog up online and have been hooked ever since. I look at it every day and think about and pray for your quick recovery. I pray that God will continue to hold your hand through the toughest journey of your life. I pray that all of your fans will continue to keep you in their thoughts and prayers as you recover. I also hope and pray that when you wake again you will hold onto your passion and zest for life. Keep fighting so many people are inspired by you and love you. Most importantly your children are waiting for their loving mommy to come home. So far my favorite post was when you shut the kids outside for an hour so you could get something done. This really touched home for me since we adopted our daughter 6 months ago. She just turned 2. I struggle so many days to get something accomplishedBobbi Buchanan, Bellingham, WAStephanie you and your lovely family have been in my thoughts ever since your family appeared on the Today Show sharing your story.My husband is actually the one who saw the story and came out and asked me if I had ever heard of your blog. I didn't know what he was talking about. As soon as I finished working in my yard I came in and looked your blog up online and have been hooked ever since. I look at it every day and think about and pray for your quick recovery. I pray that God will continue to hold your hand through the toughest journey of your life. I pray that all of your fans will continue to keep you in their thoughts and prayers as you recover. I also hope and pray that when you wake again you will hold onto your passion and zest for life. Keep fighting so many people are inspired by you and love you. Most importantly your children are waiting for their loving mommy to come home. So far my favorite post was when you shut the kids outside for an hour so you could get something done. This really touched home for me since we adopted our daughter 6 months ago. She just turned 2. I struggle so many days to get something accomplishedBobbi Buchanan, Bellingham, WA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-3847885027134081186?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/3847885027134081186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=3847885027134081186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3847885027134081186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3847885027134081186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-by-bobbi-buchanan.html' title='Thoughts by Bobbi Buchanan'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-1551154895634675095</id><published>2008-10-29T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:48:21.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Deirdre Davis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;THanks for doing this wonderful blog. I just came across it while searching through the Nie Recovery Website.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;I was referred to the Nie Dialogues by my &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225341787_0" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;twin sister&lt;/span&gt;. I started reading her first post in 2005 back in Jersey and was hooked. Who is this girl? Who is this family? I loved reading her daily musings! I was moved and touched by her fiercely passionate and loyal marriage. My entire life I have tried to find marriages I can look up to, admire and try to emulate.  I wanted to change and needed to change after reading her family happenings. I wanted to be a better wife, mother, sister, neighbor. She excercises, she takes care of herself, she loves fashion, art, homemaking, she serves, cooking, she understands what it is to be married you don't get married to be right, you get married to help someone else be happy!!! Wow that is the secret, she helped me see that., . . she creates!!! What her hands touch, magnifies. I remember reading her blog and seeing the news of the accident and feeling horrible. My mother and sister were visiting and I just wept and shared with them the story of my blog friend Nie Nie. I sat and read all the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225341787_1" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;love letters&lt;/span&gt; Nie wrote to Mr. Nielsen and my younger sister wept, she wept. She than said, "I want to feel that &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225341787_2" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;kind of love&lt;/span&gt;, when I get married." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;I than went into my emails and found a couple of emails from Stephanie. I didn't know her at all, and she didn't know me. She trusted her readers, she trusted strangers reading about her life and seeing pictures of her family. That intrigued me. I had some questions for Stephanie, nothing personal, I believe one of them was, "what camera do you use? I love your photos!" I didn't expect a reply, she would think I was strange. The next day there was an email from Nie Nie. Lady Nie had responded in True Nie Fashion, very polite and respectful, she treated me like she had known me for years, explaining and giving details answering other questions I had, She ended by stating,  "email any time if you need anything else!" We exchanged a few more emails and she always ended her letters by saying "Kisses, Nie."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;The love this woman has for the world and all the people living in it is admirable. The most inspiring blog from the dialogues is the one where she gathers her children and they create happy thoughts/wishes for people on little peices of paper and they go and spread them anonymously throughout the city for people to find. What a spectacular idea to brighten someone's day, to serve complete strangers, to be missionaries. I love how she teaches her children. She always posts her beliefs sharing what she feels and not caring what others think. She loves who she is, she knows who she is. She uses her blog for good always directing her readers for inspirational upliftment, directing them to read more about her faith. That is a missionary. She takes her faith seriously and not only believes it but lives it, that is a true missionary, live by example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Stephanie's trial has added to her beautiful self. She is going to take this adversity and own it. For that is who she is. She has such a quiet strength that is a force to wreaken with. She has brought strangers together all over the world, she has taught by example, she has helped this world be better and it's people be better. In a time where there could be doubt, fear, despair in mothering and raising children she has opened the windows of heaven and has given those of us hope in raising up a righteous generation. She sees the positive! I love the eyes she sees through. I want to see the world, my husband, my children, my family through her eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;My sister and I decided to get on the Service Train and are excited to contribute to the healing of the Nielsen Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Kisses,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Deirdre Davis - &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1225341787_3" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Fort Benning, Georgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-1551154895634675095?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/1551154895634675095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=1551154895634675095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/1551154895634675095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/1551154895634675095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-by-deirdre-davis.html' title='Thoughts by Deirdre Davis'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-3041282408096041291</id><published>2008-10-27T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T07:23:30.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Brooke Liljenquist</title><content type='html'>I found Nie and her story at a time in my life where I was dealing with a similar situation, although not as serious as hers.  A week after Christian and Nie were in their crash, my husband survived a plane crash himself.  Of the 14 people on his plane, 3 survived.  He was blessed to have very manageable injuries and we feel so fortunate.  Because of his experience I felt drawn to discover more about Christian and Stephanie.Reading their story led me to Courtney and Stephanie's blogs.  I worked my way through their archives and found myself in complete awe of the Clark and Nielson families.  I am overwhelmed by their faith, the friendship they find in family, their positive outlook on life, their love for others.  I think I am one of hundreds when I say that I wish I knew them in "real" life and feel that we would be great friends.What has inspired me the most are two of Stephanie's trademarks.  First- the way she is unabashedly, head-over-heels, passionately in love with Mr. Nielson.  Their love story is epic.  Second- how she finds and creates joy in motherhood and the sometimes mundane tasks that accompany it.  Her love for Mr. Nielson has prompted me to be more affectionate and romantic with my own husband, to not be afraid to show my love for him in front of others and to be more supportive of his dreams.  I'm sure I still have a long way to go but she inspires me daily to continue on that path.I try to find more joy in the routines of motherhood now, making everyday things special (like Nie did with a million things but Claire and Jane's back to school dinner being a specific example).  I try to laugh at mishaps rather than get upset about them (like Gigs and the dog food).  And I've been so much better at taking pictures of everyday life because of her pictures, although I have yet to try any self-portraits.I have found so much comfort in the faith of their families that there is purpose in this tragedy.  Courtney wrote, "I am starting to believe that there is no such thing as tragedy. There is only opportunity for growth, and should you accept it, the reward overcomes the sailing of the hardship."  They have absolutely lived this belief to the core through all that has been happening.  They have uplifted, inspired and strengthened me more than I could ever explain to them.  I hope they find the choicest rewards in this life and in heaven.          Brooke LiljenquistBountiful, Utah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-3041282408096041291?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/3041282408096041291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=3041282408096041291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3041282408096041291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3041282408096041291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-by-brooke-liljenquist.html' title='Thoughts by Brooke Liljenquist'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-2797975441961478432</id><published>2008-10-20T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:43:05.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fundraiser</title><content type='html'>Many of you helped with the carnival fundraiser this last Saturday. How did you feel being a part of it? What experiences can you share?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-2797975441961478432?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/2797975441961478432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=2797975441961478432' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/2797975441961478432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/2797975441961478432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/fundraiser.html' title='The Fundraiser'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-174737801630453459</id><published>2008-10-14T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T07:40:57.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts - By Nate Mecham</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;As you may or may not have known, I took Mckay with me back to &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223994545_0" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Washington DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the past couple of days.  I have a cousin in Maryland that was kind enough to let us stay with him while we were there.  We had a wonderful time seeing many of the sites of the Nation's Capitol and catching up on the past several years.  A highlight of any trip for me is getting to attend church in a ward not your own, and this past Sunday was no different  The &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223994545_1" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Sacrament&lt;/span&gt; Meeting was very similar to any other - reverent worship, good speakers, congregational hymns, etc.  The second speaker was a woman who spoke about the trials of life - and that God does not seek for our destruction but rather for our fortification.  She then proceeded to tell about a young couple in &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223994545_2" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Mesa, Arizona&lt;/span&gt; who were seriously injured in a plane crash....and how the husband is recovering and improving, but his wife whom he dearly loves is still in critical care.  She told of how the families of this couple are being fortified by the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223994545_3" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;tender mercies&lt;/span&gt; of a loving and kind &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223994545_4" style="border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Heavenly Father&lt;/span&gt; and how they are so touched by the kind acts of many others.  She asked the congregation if their reaction would be the same - would it be one of grattitude and appreciation for a spared life, or one of bitterness and anger for a tragedy of which they were a part?  The woman giving the talk then pointed out how she had been inspired by Stephanie long before the accident, but now was equally inspired by the outpouring of love and kindness in spite of a tragic accident.  Here I was sitting in a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223994545_5" style="border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Sacrament meeting&lt;/span&gt; several thousand miles from our ward, and people were being touched by what Stephanie and Christian have done and are continuting to do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;What a blessing it is to be associated with quality individuals.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-174737801630453459?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/174737801630453459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=174737801630453459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/174737801630453459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/174737801630453459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-by-nate-mecham.html' title='Thoughts - By Nate Mecham'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-4828728169984226967</id><published>2008-10-11T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T18:29:03.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video for the Fundraiser</title><content type='html'>We had the opportunity to create a video for the Blissfest carnival fundraiser. It was requested that we put it on youtube. You can access it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://bartsondillardproductions.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;through our website. If you would like to bid on a silent auction item you can do so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://welovethenielsons.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt; If you need more information about the Blissfest event see &lt;a href="http://http://blissfulliving-domesticbliss.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-4828728169984226967?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/4828728169984226967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=4828728169984226967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/4828728169984226967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/4828728169984226967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/video-for-fundraiser.html' title='Video for the Fundraiser'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-8095593328996961142</id><published>2008-10-10T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:29:38.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts &amp; A Question   - by Becky Mecham</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;Dealing with the reality and horror of Stephanie and Christian's plane accident, those sweet children (~ now living in Utah) without their fairy tale mom at home, replaying stories in my mind that I had heard about post wreckage, the overwhelming blog interest by caring world-wide citizens... not to mention the sadness and worry in family members eyes, the mourning friends, and the pain that seemed to rip at my heart each time I thought about this &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223648703_1" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;whole life changing event&lt;/span&gt; literally overtook my life for a few weeks.  I found myself searching for the optimistic postings from family members.... but healing seemed to happen, very slowly... and the reality of each new piece that came forward seemed to horrify me more.  I was in search of harmony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;I find solace in the one request of their wise family:  "Please pray."  Undoubtedly, there is a peace in that &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223648703_2" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;sweet hour of prayer&lt;/span&gt;.  Peace for them, for us - personally, and for Christian and Stephanie.  And though my heart was full of understanding that the Almighty is completely aware and in control, I still felt anxious for that better day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;I have been completely impressed by the rally of blog friends, especially those who have never met Stephanie but consider her their friend.  What a blessing!   Then came conference... Lessons of LOVE, HOPE, KINDNESS, ANGELS... everything that needed to be said, was.  God loves his children.  It is a testimony and a strength to feel of His love.  Though this all helped in healing my un-easy heart, I still found myself consumed with emotion; sad, scared, (some times) desperate, and often heart broken, lonely and even a little depressed.  Where is my solace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;So in a search for something to keep the optimistic motto of the Nielson family alive, I decided to do something different.  I hopped on the service train!  WOO WOO!  I am involved in a few different fundraising events for the Nielson's.  One of them is the carnival that is coming up this next week.  (Oct 18th)  Weeks of planning have gone into this event.  Each Thursday I have attended &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223648703_3" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;yoga&lt;/span&gt; (all proceeds go the the Nie Recovery) and then the meetings to plan the carnival.  Every Thursday I somehow hand over a pinch of sad, a scoop of fear, feelings of desperation, a moment of loneliness and I even pick up a piece of my &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223648703_4" style="border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;broken heart&lt;/span&gt; on the way out the door.  Many weeks have now gone by with these meetings.  I have enjoyed each one.  Seeing new people come lights up the spirit of service!  And I have come to realize that I traded sad and scared, desperation and loneliness for determination, charity, and happy faces!  Not to mention a broken heart for an overflowing heart of love.  I feel Peace.  I think I better understand President Hinckley's (father's) phrase, "forget yourself and go to work".  Likewise, ALL missionaries come home with an increased love for the people they served.  In addition, the Savior's own words speak of service, "love one another as I have loved you"... How did the Savior love us?  One way was that He served us.  There is a healing power and a bond (for those whom we serve) in service.  I believe we will ever be bound by love to Stephanie and Christian through our true concern and desire and efforts to help them.  I have personally felt the gratitude Stephanie feels for every small effort I have made in behalf of her sweet family.  It is almost as tangible as a Hallmark thank you written by Lady Nie herself... to feel of her grateful spirit.  I hope everyone who has felt this has been able to recognize it.  I am positive that I am only one of thousands who have been graced with her gratitude.  It is spiritually powerful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;In the past weeks leading to the Bliss fest carnival fundraiser I have spoken to many people.  Some of which are BURIED in preparatory work for this event.  EVERY SINGLE person has made the comment of how much fun they are having.  Rather than being a stressful undertaking, it is a stress-relief.  I believe them because words can not express the gratification that has accompanied me to each business where I have personally shared the news of "my friend and her husband...." and then the simple yet overwhelming calm and cheer I, again, feel with each donation.  The kindness of others has touched my heart.  I have a renewed outlook on the world we live in.  I have a more profound understanding of how service heals one.  I have found a comfort from this tragedy and understanding in Heavenly Father's omnipotence from something as simple as serving another.  (I don't mean to take away from the awesome post of cjane but rather to agree with her wisdom... ) I would invite any broken heart to "forget them self and go to work".  Service is medicine to the soul.  It is magical in making time go further so that necessary things don't get left undone... (family loved and taken care of, church callings magnified, PTA events accomplished, etc) It is a gift that when we give only grows bigger within one's self.   I certainly do not share this in a spirit of arrogance, rather I see the madness behind the dozens of fundraisers going on and I can finally put words to my thoughts.  Jump on the service train!  It is a priceless ride that will bring more joy and peace than anything else in a moment of &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223648703_5" style="outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;heart ache&lt;/span&gt;.  I am ever grateful to a&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223648703_6" style="cursor: pointer; background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: initial; border-bottom-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;loving Father in Heaven&lt;/span&gt; who not only recommended that service is a good idea, but also blesses those who follow his council.  I love Him and an devoted to Him and His work.  I know the Savior opened this door through the healing power of the atonement.  It is real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; outline-color: initial; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;So... Where is your solace?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-8095593328996961142?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/8095593328996961142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=8095593328996961142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/8095593328996961142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/8095593328996961142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-question-by-becky-mecham.html' title='Thoughts &amp; A Question   - by Becky Mecham'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-1858148357042618688</id><published>2008-10-06T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:13:03.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did anything you heard in conference over the last few days give you comfort or hope through your trials?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-1858148357042618688?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/1858148357042618688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=1858148357042618688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/1858148357042618688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/1858148357042618688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/question-of-day_06.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-9121398961681507163</id><published>2008-10-02T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:05:38.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you meet Stephanie and Christian? How do you feel you know them better through this trial?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-9121398961681507163?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/9121398961681507163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=9121398961681507163' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/9121398961681507163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/9121398961681507163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/10/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-3084915844049028150</id><published>2008-09-28T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:18:23.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Many times when someone else is experiencing a trial others gain insight or testimony because of anothers sacrifice. What will you tell Stephanie or Christian you have learned from them taking on this difficult trial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-3084915844049028150?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/3084915844049028150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=3084915844049028150' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3084915844049028150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/3084915844049028150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/question-of-day_28.html' title='Question of the Day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-9045498196032603089</id><published>2008-09-25T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T09:00:39.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How does your knowledge of the Savior give you hope and comfort through trials?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-9045498196032603089?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/9045498196032603089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=9045498196032603089' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/9045498196032603089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/9045498196032603089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/question-of-day_25.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-80775615557066595</id><published>2008-09-23T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T06:45:15.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What entry of Stephanie's blog has had the most impact on you? (for those of you who haven't read her blog see link on the side of this page)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-80775615557066595?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/80775615557066595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=80775615557066595' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/80775615557066595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/80775615557066595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/question-of-day_23.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-2426069863110336129</id><published>2008-09-21T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:35:46.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stephanie and Christian both loved missionary work and were always thinkg of ways to be better missionaries. What ways have you heard they have been misssionaries through the accident?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-2426069863110336129?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/2426069863110336129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=2426069863110336129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/2426069863110336129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/2426069863110336129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/stephanie-and-christian-both-loved.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-7345058894997934772</id><published>2008-09-19T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T07:01:07.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Did you attend the break the fast prayer meeting,  and what are your feelings about this meeting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-7345058894997934772?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/7345058894997934772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=7345058894997934772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7345058894997934772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7345058894997934772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/question-of-day_19.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-9106376096862324501</id><published>2008-09-17T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:43:16.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What things have you changed (attributes, cooking, child rearing, etc.) since reading her dialogues or knowing Stephanie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-9106376096862324501?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/9106376096862324501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=9106376096862324501' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/9106376096862324501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/9106376096862324501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/question-of-day_17.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-7480847177792019525</id><published>2008-09-16T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T19:21:40.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Becky Mecham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/SNBpqNRkAiI/AAAAAAAAArU/yKnnDnhnC3o/s1600-h/Becky+and+Mom+8-23-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246809739725373986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/SNBpqNRkAiI/AAAAAAAAArU/yKnnDnhnC3o/s320/Becky+and+Mom+8-23-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephanie, by nature, is an inspiring individual. I can recall Steph baring her testimony a few months ago in Sacrament meeting. She began something to the effect that her "testimony is simple". From my encounter with Steph, that pretty much sums up her life... Simple... yet so FULL! It is easy to be ourselves when we truly understand WHO WE ARE and WHERE WE CAME FROM.&lt;br /&gt;There is something to say for Stephanie as a person, though I am sure I will never forget it, I don't know that it necessarily answers the "question of the day" but it is definitely worth noting. I have attended her yoga class for only a short time. The Thursday before she and Mr. Nielson were in their accident, I went to yoga. It was only Stephanie and myself, so the owner of BLISSFUL LIVING (Kristen Alder) let her daughter attend the small class. {I would guess that she is only 8 or 9} During the class Kristen's daughter couldn't do one of the moves. Stephanie noticed and went over to her and helped her (very quietly- as not to bring further attention to it) into her stretch. This little act touched my heart. Stephanie seems to naturally have LOVE and deep CONCERN for human kind. No matter the age, she will treat others with great respect. I admire her more after seeing how she respects children. I think that it offers a lot about somebody who holds children in such high esteem. It is (very much) one of her many great "Christ like" attributes.&lt;br /&gt;One night, months ago, Nate and I were out to dinner with the Nielsons. It was the first time we had gone out with them so I didn't know what to expect. I admit I didn't follow the NIE NIE DIALOGUES as avidly as I currently do, so I wasn't aware of just how passionately "IN LOVE" they are. But it was pretty clear when Christian spoke that Stephanie beamed like a star! She laughed hard at his hilarious sense of humor! (Christian was in "fine form" with his story telling. In fact, that particular night, I recall laughing quite hard at a few stories that wouldn't be as funny unless he himself were telling them.) It was ABSOLUTELY refreshing and exciting to be with people who love and respect each other so much as they do.&lt;br /&gt;A quick blurb on Mr. Nielson: A few weeks ago while at the ball game, Christian took a moment and called to invite us to "host" the missionaries for dinner. (To which we obliged!) Even in the middle of his date with his beautiful wife, he remembered to take care of the missionaries.&lt;br /&gt;One last thing that I found amazing about Stephanie and Christian. After they moved into their house they invited us over for dessert. We were quite excited to go but our children came down with a bout of strep throat! (AWESOME) Anyone who has ever moved can attest to the fact that moving isn't so easy. The Nielson's didn't really sit around waiting for somebody to call them over and welcome them into the ward. They didn't wait for others to bring over FHE treats. They put on their assertive and happy, naturally welcoming faces and introduced themselves and then served their way into our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;All of these things seem so SIMPLE. Kindness is simple. Loving people, no matter their age, is simple. Loving the person you fell in love with really is quite simple. Magnifying our calling is simple. The simplicity of our responsibility to be a loving mother and rear our children to love Heavenly Father is often clouded by the necessary services that mothering also entails. But in fact, when I set the laundry aside to read to my young children (who can't yet read) or I grab another broom to help my older children with their chores, and take the time to explain the reasons "why" it is so damaging to let hurtful words escape our lips instead~ of raising my voice in disgust, I find peace set over my home and I realize that life is not only short, but it really is much "simpler" than I often times make it.&lt;br /&gt;I have been inspired by Nie to take time to enjoy what like, to love deep, and to live life full and simple.&lt;br /&gt;Kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Becky Mecham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-7480847177792019525?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/7480847177792019525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=7480847177792019525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7480847177792019525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/7480847177792019525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/thought-by-becky-mecham.html' title='Thoughts by Becky Mecham'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/SNBpqNRkAiI/AAAAAAAAArU/yKnnDnhnC3o/s72-c/Becky+and+Mom+8-23-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-6349118854829434726</id><published>2008-09-16T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T07:09:42.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/SM-9xVUNTHI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_SSd6Hbt4qU/s1600-h/S7300003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246620746143059058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/SM-9xVUNTHI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_SSd6Hbt4qU/s320/S7300003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the quilt that our ward contributed to. Many members wrote messages to the Nielson's and they were all attatched by a central square that read, "Our love and prayers untied in your safe return to the Lazona Ward".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-6349118854829434726?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/6349118854829434726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=6349118854829434726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6349118854829434726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/6349118854829434726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-quilt-that-our-ward-contributed.html' title=''/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2JOyve5EnI/SM-9xVUNTHI/AAAAAAAAAp8/_SSd6Hbt4qU/s72-c/S7300003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-844314845602872081</id><published>2008-09-15T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:50:10.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts by Jo Dee Dillard</title><content type='html'>I have known Stephanie for a little over a year now. She moved into the house right behind me.I was glad a family with children moved in. With our alley gated off our children could walk back and forth to play together. I know Stephanie like most people who are in our ward do. I attended her yoga class and visited over the fence from time to time. I even came across her blog a month before the accident and began reading her fun stories. When news of the accident came I was so overcome with emotion which lasted for days. I couldn't help but cry and cry and cry. I had the opportunity to fast and attend the prayer meeting. This meeting changed my testimony of prayer. I have never experienced something so amazing. The spirit was so strong, and there was such an amazing feeling of peace and love for those in the room. I continually pray for these two parents and also for their children. My heart aches that she cannot be with the people she loves the most. I know there are many people who have been affected by these events and I know if we share our thoughts and feelings we can feel a sense of healing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-844314845602872081?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/844314845602872081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=844314845602872081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/844314845602872081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/844314845602872081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-known-stephanie-for-little-over.html' title='Thoughts by Jo Dee Dillard'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298398116726608651.post-880802760667043020</id><published>2008-09-15T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:37:18.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll get it started</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am starting this blog for the benefit of all those who have been inspired by knowing Stephanie Nielson. Many people know her whether it is through her blog, or knowing her personally. My hope is that this will give everyone an opportunity to  share stories, feelings, and experiences you might have had through knowing or reading about Stephanie. If you would like to have your thoughts posted please email me at jo_dillard@yahoo.com and I will post your email here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3298398116726608651-880802760667043020?l=inspiredbynie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/feeds/880802760667043020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3298398116726608651&amp;postID=880802760667043020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/880802760667043020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3298398116726608651/posts/default/880802760667043020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inspiredbynie.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-get-it-started.html' title='I&apos;ll get it started'/><author><name>Jo Dee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVL96BiuZno/TuEFd7pasvI/AAAAAAAAE_k/XDdUwi3QxEA/s220/IMG_4514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
