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Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-10200615836445199912015-07-29T15:00:00.000-07:002015-07-29T15:00:04.134-07:00Baby CohenBaby Cohen Davis Cozzens was born to Emily and Jackson on July 27, 2015. To say I am obsessed is putting it lightly! This little boy is the first on the Buckhannon side of the family. He is very loved! I am so grateful he is here with our family!<br />
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<li>You can never truly understand or know what one person is feeling or going through. </li>
<li>Life is not a competition.</li>
<li>Your family members really are your best friends, so treat them accordingly.</li>
<li>Finances can be fun and exciting when you're planning, saving and paying off debt.</li>
<li>Time heals the heart.</li>
<li>I'm strong....mentally, physically and emotionally. They say "God will not give you more than you can handle." Then God must think I'm a bad ass! :)</li>
<li>Life only gets more complicated the older you get.</li>
<li>Live in the moment...the here and now. Don't worry about the future or the past. It will all work out.</li>
<li>It's good to get outside. Turn off the phone. Read a book. Simply ponder, think and pray.</li>
<li>It's okay to feel angry, sad, frustrated, hurt, disappointed, forgotten, and rejected, but don't let those feelings linger too long. It's too exhausting...God will always love you, think of you, care for you. </li>
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Faith in God includes faith in his timing <<< easier said than done. Committing to faith, trust and complete reliance on the Lord includes believing in His timing and trusting in His plan.</div>
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If you told my 18 year old self about all the trials and experiences I would go through in a short 9 years, I would not believe I could get through it. But I have. And I will! I feel so strong. Ready for the next 9 years. I know it's going to be incredible.<br />
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Today is our 6th anniversary! How has it been 6 years already?! I am so grateful to be sealed to Brady for all eternity. I love him more and more every single day.</div>
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-9643093607942955982014-05-22T16:00:00.002-07:002014-05-22T16:00:51.594-07:00My 26th BirthdayMy birthday was so great this year!! Brady took me shopping earlier in the week. I had the day off on my actual birthday so I went to Zumba then got to go see baby Grant at the hospital! Camille met me at Sweet Tooth Fairy after. Then me, Brady, my mom, Chase and Davis went to Joe's Farm Grill for dinner and Brady and I saw a movie. It was great! I have so many awesome friends and family members who make me feel so special. I think 26 is going to be a great year!<br />
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-59682671040471427812014-04-01T11:55:00.000-07:002014-04-01T11:55:58.177-07:00An April Fool's MemoryOn April 1, 2011, I thought I was so hilarious. I did the usual "I'm Pregnant!" announcement via text to my family. My dad immediately called my grandma, who called her friends. It was spreading FAST and kind of getting out of control!<br />
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My dad called me <i>crying</i> because he was so excited. I felt absolutely horrible telling him it was a joke! He was so confused...what!? A joke? I said yes, it is April Fool's! Oh my. I felt so bad. It wasn't even funny anymore! I learned my lesson for sure. Pregnancy is not a joking matter! <br />
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Also, I would never tell my dad or family that I was pregnant via text haha. I thought that would have been obvious, but I guess not! Sorry family....now I wish it really weren't an April fool's joke 2 years ago!Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-25480959897159839682014-03-12T10:44:00.000-07:002014-03-12T10:44:16.517-07:00Let's Talk About It...Endometriosis and InfertilityFirst of all, thank you all SO much for your support on Instagram and Facebook! WOW! I have awesome friends and family!<br />
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When Brady and I got married we truly believed I would get pregnant instantly if I even took my birth control an hour late. We were just sure of it! When we finally decided to start trying to really have a baby in October 2011, I thought for sure I would be announcing my pregnancy to family at Christmas time. Fast forward 2.5 years and we are still childless. The first 6 months or so I didn't really think anything of it and then it started to really bother me. I never once thought something could actually be wrong...not me!<br />
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The process was slow because I was definitely in denial (still am...) but after lots of tests, medication and surgery, I was diagnosed with <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Endometriosis" target="_blank">endometriosis</a>. I had googled my symptoms and had researched the term, but I didn't actually think I could have it. I was wrong! Even still I thought "Ok, well surely this is an easy fix, right?" Nope...wrong again. I've done so many rounds of fertility drugs, countless hormones (the worst!) and shots, but still no baby.<br />
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It's so hard! Not only is endometriosis extremely painful, but it's taking away what Brady and I want most in the world....a baby! We want to start our family. I want to be a mother so badly and I desperately want to see how cute of a dad Brady will be.<br />
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Right now we are at a crossroads in our path. I've been seeing an awesome OBGYN, but it's time for a fertility specialist. Some girls will see one right away, but it's extremely expensive! We will have to save and really be prepared for what's to come. It's just not at all how we expected things to go, but we are staying positive!<br />
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I've greatly enjoyed mine and Brady's life with just the two of us. It's nice to be able to go to a movie, dinner or any other event on a whim. We have SO much fun together!! I am so blessed to be married to my best friend!<br />
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I wanted to post this because March is endometriosis awareness month. My sister-in-law also has endometriosis and was able to have 3 of the cutest kids! I also have a good friend with endometriosis who recently had a baby! I have hope!<br />
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Hopefully soon I will be able to post and say we are going to be parents, but for now I will keep doing what I can to keep my mind and body healthy! Eating healthy, going to the gym and staying spiritually fit are all important to me. I will be more than prepared!<br />
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I can do hard things! :)Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-36400325421176302422014-01-27T16:27:00.000-08:002014-01-27T16:27:20.817-08:00Cancun 2014Can you believe January is almost over? I can't. It's crazy how fast this year has gone. It's definitely bitter-sweet. I'm excited because it feels like 2014 is going to be really great for Brad and I. <div>
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After several interviews, Brady has accepted a position as a commercial real estate agent with Marcus and Millichap in Phoenix! We are so excited! He will be working specifically with industrial properties. My job is going well at ASU too. I love the people I work with and enjoy being part-time.</div>
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For Christmas, Brady bought himself a gun part he had been needing for a while to finish a gun he is building. I told him it was his birthday, graduation and Christmas present because it was expensive. Well I decided to surprise him with a really fun gift because I knew he wouldn't be expecting it! I love surprises. So I went online and purchased an all-inclusive trip to Cancun, Mexico for 5 days! I made a little card with a poem that said:</div>
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I thought of it myself and I was pretty proud! Anyway, we just got home from our trip and it was incredible!! We really enjoyed ourselves and the endless virgin speciality drinks. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves!</div>
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I started my new job as the Assistant to Executive Director of the Center for Digital Antiquity at ASU on October 14, 2013. It was bitter-sweet leaving UVU after 7.5 years. I cannot believe I really worked there that long! I will forever be grateful for my job at UVU with the Behavioral Science department. I couldn't have hand picked a better supervisor or coworkers for me. Especially with all the hard things I went through during my 3 years in that department. They were extremely flexible and understanding when I needed/wanted to fly home to Arizona or just needed a day off because I was sad. I love them!<br />
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My last day at UVU was October 9 and that same afternoon we drove to Arizona. It was crazy. That was a Wednesday and I started at ASU on a Monday. Brady drove back to Utah solo on that Sunday. We have been lucky enough to see each other every 2 weeks or so, which has been so great. I don't know if I could handle everything without him. Our biggest life saver is FaceTime!! <br />
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Between Brady's different trips to Arizona, he has landed a position as a Commercial Investment Broker with Marcus and Millichap. It's been hard work! Several interviews, tests, new suit (not so hard!) and countless emails and phone calls. I'm so proud of him and super excited for him to get here and start his new career!<br />
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My job at ASU has been perfect. The people are great, atmosphere is wonderful and the benefits are seriously AMAZING! I'm just so grateful!!<br />
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Thanksgiving is on Thursday and it's hard to take in. I don't like thinking about just one year ago our family was doing family pictures at my grandma's house and my dad was there. I miss him so much. The holidays this year are not going to be easy. I've learned to not push myself into doing things I just plain don't feel like doing...and that's okay!<br />
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Well anyway, that's my little grateful heart's story. I'm blessed. Living with my mom has been so great too. I think 2014 is going to be a good year for our family.Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-82779262874699542642013-09-29T09:09:00.003-07:002013-09-29T09:09:50.089-07:00I love you, Dad.I'm not really sure how to start this post, but I know I need to. The last couple of weeks I have been feeling a sort of nudge to write, but not just anything. It needs to be this specific post. It almost seems like I have to address the elephant in the room before I can post anything "normal" again. But I really don't feels like talking about this elephant. The elephant is fine to be in the room...why do we need to talk about it? It's not bothering me so why do I need to disturb it and stir things up? Well, I have other things I want to talk about, but until the elephant is gone, I can't.<br />
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You know what I think it is? It's this upcoming conference weekend. Last April conference was the hardest weekend of my life. And that's no exaggeration. Shelley and Keri were at my house for the weekend and the weather was beautiful. My dad had been having some issues and needed to go to the hospice hospital. They transported him there, and my mom told us everything would be ok and he was fine. But in our hearts (I think my whole family) we knew it was time to come home.<br />
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Very early Sunday morning my mom called and talked to me, Shelley and Emily all at the same time. She said things were not well and we would need to plan on coming home in the next week or so. Dad would be coming home that night. She wanted us to enjoy conference and really listen to and feel the spirit. I was sick to my stomach, but I agreed to try and enjoy conference. Between sessions, my mom and I were texting trying to figure out flights and such. I asked her if we should just get in the car and drive home right then. She replied "yes." This is when I knew it was time. This is when I couldn't control myself. My thoughts were going wild. I was a mess. How do you pack knowing you need to choose an outfit for your own father's funeral? I didn't want to even think about that, but I had to.<br />
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Shelley drove home to pack and half an hour later we drove down to Provo to pick her up. We were on our way. Emily was flying in from somewhere else. We listened to conference in the car, but that only lasted 2 hours. We still had 8 more hours of driving...of thinking.<br />
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We finally got home to AZ around 11:00 PM. I had been feeling ok, but the moment I walked through the door I broke down. The spirit was so strong in our house, but it was a different sort of spirit. One I had never felt before. It was like a protection of some sort. Our family room felt protected and guarded from the world. I didn't realize it at that very moment, but now I know why. It felt like a temple.<br />
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Brady and I brought home our tempurpedic mattress topper and put it in the family room so we could all have a place to rest together. We all stayed in that room for the night, dozing off here and there. I was scared. I had never experienced anything like this before and I honestly didn't know what to expect.<br />
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Only 6 hours after we arrived home, around 5:45 AM on April 8, my sweet and loving father passed away. I can't tell you the sadness I feel at this very moment even just typing that sentence.<br />
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Our whole family was around his side. We told him how much we love him and asked him not to leave us. The spirit was so strong and the sun rise was beautiful. It was peaceful and I know he waited for that very moment to go. He literally did everything in his power to stay here with us. I know he wanted to be here so badly.<br />
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The spirit was with our whole family that week. We were comforted and felt so much love. I could literally feel the difference when the prayers started to lessen.<br />
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So why did I need to write this? What's the point? Am I looking for sympathy? No. I don't know why I needed to. But it feels better to get it out. I miss my dad like nothing I've ever missed before. It hurts my heart. I had a dream last night that I was a little girl, probably around 9. We were living in our old house and I was riding my bike in the cul de sac. My dad was in the front yard and I was so extremely happy. It felt so real....because that is exactly how my life was. My dad was always there. No matter what!<br />
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As you may know, I've been applying and interviewing for jobs in Arizona. It's time to move home. I've missed my dad immensely in this process, as he was my favorite person to talk to about jobs and interviewing and my future. He was my biggest supporter and always had the best advice. I still keep his advice, but I wish so badly I could call him and tell him all about my interviews!<br />
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It still doesn't feel real. It feels like I will still be living in Utah and Brady and I will pack up for Thanksgiving and head home for all of our family traditions. Feels like my dad will be siting there in his chair, taking a nap or asking me if I want to play scrabble. Yes, dad I do want to play scrabble with you!<br />
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Nothing makes the pain or the grief easier. I never knew or felt like my dad was in any pain, because he never made mention of it. If he did, I knew it was serious. Even when he was home on hospice, he seemed just fine to me. My knowledge of eternal families is what keeps me going. I <a href="http://www.lds.org/media-library/video/2010-05-1160-what-happens-when-i-die?lang=eng" target="_blank">KNOW</a> I will see him again and I <a href="http://www.lds.org/general-conference/1996/10/the-eternal-family?lang=eng" target="_blank">KNOW</a> we will be together forever. I know when I pass away, he will be there waiting for me with his cute smile and a huge hug. I cannot wait!<br />
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I've been so blessed in my life. I have an amazing husband who is an absolute rock and huge support to my entire family. I am so grateful for the gospel and for my testimony. I'm grateful for the example my dad was to me and I hope to be more like him and his missionary work. I've felt him close and know he loves me and wants the very best for me.<br />
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I know my Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ love me so much. Christ knows the feelings and the pain I have. All the blessings I have are because of them. They really do want me to be happy and live a wonderful life. I will always miss my dad, but I am happy.<br />
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I love this video below. This explains perfectly why my dad worked so hard. It was all for us - his family! He is the best example of hard work and putting your family first.<br />
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Thank you for your support and for your love. I know it's awkward and sometimes it's hard to know what to say, and that's ok.<br />
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Love,<br />
Brittany<br />
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-67537557980395751942013-04-02T14:19:00.000-07:002013-04-02T14:19:01.732-07:00My DadDeep breaths.<br />
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Deep breaths.<br />
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Breathe.<br />
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Ok, I can write this. I can do it. My hands are sweating and my stomach is turning, but I can write this. Where to start? I've wanted to update my blog for a while now, but subconsciously or maybe consciously, I keep putting it aside and avoiding the subject. I don't like thinking about it really, but I feel a sense or a need to record what's going on with my family and my life right this very moment.<br />
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Let's start from the beginning. When I was 11, my dad had a seizure in the middle of the night. My mom didn't think much of it, but my dad went to the doctor since he was feeling really tired and a little sick. The doctor told him he had a brain tumor and required surgery the next day. Pretty much a life and death situation. Five kids under 12, including a 10 month old baby. I really didn't understand the seriousness of the situation at the time, but looking back I can't believe how "normal" my life felt! I was actually mad that I wasn't going to be able to go to dance that night.<br />
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Fast forward 13 years. My dad has had several brain surgeries and has done radiation, chemotherapy, steroids...all several times. On December 22, Brady and I drove home for Christmas break. We left earlier than planned and I will be forever grateful that we did. I was able to spend that evening/night with my family. My dad sat me and Brady down in his room and had a very serious and personal talk about the tumors. Since Thanksgiving, he had become increasingly dizzy and was not able to walk on his own. We would do a sort of "train" walk where one is in front and one behind to help him go wherever he needed to in the house.<br />
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That night, he went to bed and all was well. We were home for the break and we were excited to spend a week and a half with the family! Around 5:30 in the morning of December 23, I woke up to the scariest cry/scream coming from my mom on the other side of the house. I don't know how I even heard her because I have been known to sleep through fire alarms. But I heard her so clearly, and woke up instantly. I woke up Brady and told him to hurry, it was my dad. He ran to their bedroom and he yelled back at me to call 911.<br />
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I called 911 for the first time ever, and spoke to the woman on the phone. I could hear the ambulance on its way as I was on the phone with her. I went in the room and helped my mom and held my dad's hand. He squeezed it hard, but his face was blank. All of a sudden, my parent's room was filled with paramedics, policemen and people everywhere. Shelley and Davis were in the room, but Chase was still asleep. Jackson and Emily were actually driving to Arizona at the time. Chase woke up and rushed down just to see my dad being taken away on a stretcher. What a site. I wish I could forget the pictures in my mind, but I just can't.<br />
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What had happened was my dad woke up and said he needed to use the bathroom. My mom told him to hold on just a minute and that she would help him walk over there. He told her he was going to do it himself, but my mom said no and got out of bed. Before she could reach him, he was stumbling and falling from being so dizzy. He fell and hit his head on the entertainment center in their bedroom. There was a gash in the back of his head that required staples.<br />
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Anyway, my mom went in the ambulance with him and we all put some clothes on and drove to the hospital. An hour or so later, they had him in a room hooked up to all sorts of machines. Then he was transferred to his regular hospital in downtown Phoenix where he sees his brain doctor and such.<br />
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The next two weeks were so hard. He was in the ICU for 4 days or so and had to have so many tests done. It was so hard, and having Christmas in the middle of it all made it even harder. My mom came home so early on Christmas morning and I helped her set everything up for my brothers, who are still pretty young.<br />
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We each took turns staying the night at the hospital, and spent most of our days there. My siblings continued on with our Christmas traditions, but I couldn't get myself to do anything but sit at the hospital. My mom was literally there for probably 18 hours a day.<br />
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I requested additional time off from work and was able to stay a little longer. While my dad was in the hospital, he had 2 strokes, a huge blood clot, pneumonia, a UTI, rashes from allergic reactions and seriously anything else you can think of. A couple days before we left, we had him transferred to a rehab/nursing home type of place. It was not the nicest place, but it didn't smell and it was a lot closer than the hospital! We felt like we were making progress.<br />
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The only problem was that my dad was so so sleepy. He wouldn't wake up. I would shake him and say "Hi dad!!!" "Merry Christmas dad!!!!!" and get no response. It took all of his effort to even open his eyes a tiny bit. Some days he would seem to get better, then the next it would seem worse. One step forward, two steps back.<br />
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I had to go back to Utah since I had been gone over 2 weeks. Brady and I made the long drive back and we started to get back to our routine, although I was very sad all the time and I couldn't even concentrate on anything.<br />
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Things went down hill from the rehab center...his organs started to shut down and things just weren't right. He needed to go back to the hospital. He was transferred back via ambulance and we started the whole process all over again.<br />
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He was in the hospital for about another 2 weeks. My mom was there again for 18 hours a day. She felt torn between being at the hospital, and being with my brothers. It was so hard and I wish I could've just been there to at least take care of my brothers so she didn't have to worry!<br />
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Things started to improve a little bit, and my mom decided to move him to a different rehab place that was actually attached to the hospital. That way if there were any more emergencies, he would already be at the hospital. I never went to this rehab place, but my mom says it was the worst. He had to share a room, and the workers were loud, there were prisoners everywhere and the nurses didn't check on him regularly. It was horrible!<br />
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My mom couldn't do it anymore. The only way she could bring him home, was on hospice. She decided this would be best for our family, and since she had been at the hospital for so long, she felt she would be able to take care of him.<br />
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So everything was set up and ready to go. It seemed each "transfer" happened on a Friday, so we would have to wait the entire weekend which was no fun. Finally, the bed was set up, the supplies were delivered and my dad was sent home. Both he and my mom were so so ready to come home. My dad had lost his speech because of one of the strokes, but he would do a thumbs up and a few other signs to communicate with my mom and the nurses.<br />
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He has been home over a month and a half now and my mom is the best nurse! She literally does everything on her own. A nurse comes to bathe and shave him twice a week, and a medical nurse comes once a week to check on everything and see if my mom has any questions. I can't believe how strong my mom is and how smart she is. She is a real RN!<br />
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I went home in February to help my mom and it's so much work. I don't know how she does it on her own. My siblings and I all went home for spring break and it was just great. My dad still does his thumbs up and a few other things. Sometimes he will have a random moment where speech will return and he will say things out of the blue.<br />
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One day, I was helping my mom and my dad was pulling on his feeding tube. I told him he need not worry or mess with it and he asked me what it was. I explained to him that it was a feeding tube, and showed him the food and how it all worked. He then said "Let me see if I understand this correctly..." and proceeded to explain how it works back to me. It was amazing! And it really is out of the blue.<br />
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He is very aware and knows what is going on around him. When we were home for spring break, my goal was to get him in a wheel chair and take him on a walk outside. Well guess what...we did it!! We have a hoist that is kind of like a huge hammock and we were able to get him in and push him around. It was great to get him outside for some fresh air and a change of scenery. He is getting stronger every day from the physical therapy my mom and aunt do with him. He is still my funny dad and I love him so much!<br />
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Now here I am...back in Utah. I wish I could live in Arizona, but I just can't right now. Brady is graduating in December (YAY!!) and then we will move home to Arizona. I know my dad is so proud of Brady and wants him to finish his degree right now and not put it off. <br />
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This experience has been the hardest of my life. It's so hard and even though my dad is still here, I miss being able to call and tell him little things that happened. Or have a missed call with a sweet voicemail from him. I'm crying just thinking about it...but how grateful I am for the past times and our amazing relationship.<br />
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I am still living my life and Brady and I are still doing fun things. That is what my dad always wants! I will be home again in May and July. I'm grateful that Allegiant has started flying from Provo to Mesa for so cheap! :) Saves time and money.<br />
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I want to be able to post about my life and what is going on, but I felt I couldn't do it until I got this off my chest. It feels good to write. Thanks for reading.<br />
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Love,<br />
Brittany Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-67985570457952957142012-12-16T20:36:00.000-08:002012-12-16T20:36:04.853-08:00Update before Christmas :)<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First of all, we were zombies for Halloween. I know it seems like everyone was a zombie, but I had never been anything gruesome before! It was so fun, even if only 3 kids came to our door :)</td></tr>
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-34160471621746414282012-12-04T15:03:00.001-08:002012-12-04T15:03:12.615-08:00Fall 2012<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brady and I went to a Dracula production for before Halloween. It was so fun! It was held in a private room at The Spaghetti Factory and the actors interacted with the guests. We loved it! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Attended Emily's yearly "I'm Beautiful - Pretty in Pink" fashion show for breast cancer. It was on Emily's birthday!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We got a new puppy named Danny, but unfortunately had to give him up after learning we weren't allowed to have a pet at our home. I cried for a good two days straight....I still love him!</td></tr>
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-80503453059574845092012-08-22T14:17:00.000-07:002012-08-22T14:17:37.059-07:00Emily and Jackson's WeddingEmily and Jackson got married on Saturday, August 18, 2012. It was seriously so beautiful!! It was a really great day and weekend. She had a sit down dinner and it was very classy and elegant. I loved it! Here are a few pictures.<br />
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-61136674415459705362012-08-02T14:32:00.000-07:002012-08-02T14:32:02.586-07:00Summer 2012This summer has been so great! I need to do better at blogging because I can't even remember what we did in June. We watched the NBA finals (loved it) and I tried making a few new recipes (success!). We went to concerts in the park, movies in the park and the farmers market! I also found a new love of the Homestead Resort. At the end of the month we headed to Carlsbad, CA for our annual family vacation and had the best time. We love being with our family and this year we hung out with Keri's family almost every day too! <br />
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When we got back, we had visitors staying at our house almost every day in the month of July. First up was Brady's sisters, who stayed over a couple nights with their kids and we loved it!!! It's so fun to have little nieces and nephews around. Lots of family games and food. In between all the madness I threw Emily a bachelorette party! Then Keri's family came and stayed with us and we had some fun times with them as well. Lastly, my family came and stayed for a week and we had tons of fun!! Exploring downtown Salt Lake City, enjoying Midway, demolition derby, dinner at my in-laws and seeing Seven Brides for Seven Brothers at Sundance!<br />
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-35792866765159167402012-06-04T18:02:00.004-07:002012-06-04T18:02:36.393-07:00Update<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The boys being boys. So fun!</td></tr>
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Brady and I met at the <a href="http://www.classicfuncenterorem.com/">Classic Skate</a> in Orem, UT in April 2007 when I was only 18. I was there with my friend Kate and Brady was there with a bunch of boys on a trip down from Rexburg, ID. After him and his friends left, Kate and I decided to leave too. When we got in the car, Brady had his friend pull up and talk to us. He got my number and a couple days later we hung out. The first night we hung out, we stayed up till 5 AM just talking and laughing. I instantly knew there was something different about this boy and I really liked him.<br />
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We hung out every day for the next two weeks. Brady left to sell security in Atlanta, and I left to go to BYU Hawaii for the semester. We talked, texted and emailed for about a month. Brady seemed to be growing fonder, but my fear of commitment made me break things off. I told him I didn't want to talk until we were both back in Provo in August.<br />
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So when August came, we went on a date to Tucanos and everything fit right back into place. I loved it. But I was scared, so I once again told Brady I didn't want anything to do with him. I feel bad thinking about how I broke his heart, but I know it was what I needed to do in order to grow up!<br />
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The months went by, and in December 2007 Brady got a Facebook account. Not sure how I found out, but I think he became friends with some of my friends and it said it in my news feed. I wrote him a message and told him he was the last person I ever expected to see on Facebook. And so the messaging began....<br />
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We sent novels back and forth to each other talking about really deep and spiritual topics, and then talking about funny jokes and lighthearted things. Brady sent me a Boo Koo over night because I was craving one and I secretly loved him for it. We planned on hanging out when I got back to Utah, but once again I was chicken and I <i>might</i> have had another boyfriend at this point.<br />
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So we didn't hang out. April 2008 came around and Brady sent me a message on Facebook for my birthday. I was leaving for London in the following days, so I wrote him back something short and sweet when I arrived. After a month or so of being in London, I saw Brady and <a href="http://joeyandraegan.blogspot.com/">Joey</a> became friends on Facebook. Joey had been dating my cousin for a year at this point. I messaged Joey and asked him how he knew Brady? He told me he loves Brady and that they work together.<br />
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From that moment, I could not get Brady off my mind. I still had the boyfriend waiting for me at home, but I knew I was not going to marry this guy. I wanted to be with Brady. My friends thought I was crazy since I hadn't even talked to him in 6 months or so.<br />
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When I got back from London, I broke up with my boyfriend that very night. A couple days later I ran into Brady at a stake bbq. This wasn't by chance. Joey saw me there, called Brady and told him to come because I was there. From that night, we were together every day of every waking moment.
That was the best summer. I was finally ready to face the fact that I
loved Brady and I really wanted to be with him all the time. We were married less than a year later on May 15, 2009, three years ago today. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brady came to Arizona to visit his sister and it worked out that he was able to come to Lauren and Ryan's wedding! This was the first time he met my family and my dad ended up inviting him to sleep over!</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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I know I may sound like a total brat the way I treated Brady, but I knew in my heart that I loved him and that really scared me. I'm so glad Brady waited for me and trusted me in the end that I would not break his heart for the millionth time. I love him so much. It makes me want to cry just thinking about it! I couldn't have married a more patient, loving, hardworking man. Happy 3rd Anniversary Brady! I love you.Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-42094404041051975672012-05-14T10:17:00.002-07:002012-05-14T10:17:43.151-07:00Tonight!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I love The Bachelor and The Bachelorette! I cannot wait for the new season with Emily. I want to make a Monday night tradition and watch the show/make dinner for friends, but all my friends who love the show like I do are spread around the country (Arizona, Nevada, California, New York and places in Utah that are 50+ miles away from my home). I guess I'll just have to <i>force</i> Brady to watch with me. I know he secretly loves it ;)</div>Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-70032102944182181672012-05-13T12:11:00.000-07:002012-05-13T12:11:02.182-07:00Happy Mother's Day!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-74008938925309088122012-05-10T14:15:00.000-07:002012-05-10T14:15:25.591-07:00My Birthday!Well it was my 24th birthday on April 23! It was seriously awesome!!! Brady spoiled me so so much. I can't even begin to tell you how lucky I am! <br />
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A week before my birthday he told me he had something for me. I told him that if it was a birthday present that I didn't want it until my actual birthday because I love surprises. He promised it wasn't and handed me a large golden rod envelope. I opened it and found wads of cash and was shocked! He said it was for me to go shopping because I have not been shopping (and I mean REAL shopping) in a very long time (since before we got married...) He had been secretly saving for 4 months and told me he wanted me to spend every penny! The reason he gave it to me a week early was so I could actually wrap my mind around spending the money on me and not bills. Trust me, this was NOT easy for me to do!!!<br />
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By the time Saturday rolled around, Keri and I made our way to Salt Lake to shop till we dropped! Brady gave Keri the money so she would make sure we spent all of it on clothes and accessories. We spend a little over half. We really tried to spend all of it, but I really have to love something to buy it and I didn't want to just waste money! But don't worry, I've officially spent it all since then ;) We found some really great deals and I got sooo many new and really nice things! <br />
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As if that wasn't enough, I woke up to breakfast in bed on my birthday too! When I walked out into our family room, Brady really surprised me then!!! There was a brand new beach cruiser with a cute basket and flowers everywhere!!! My new hobby is gardening and I absolutely love it! We went to dinner that night and then came home and went on a bike ride. Wow. I am just so lucky!!!!!!!! I love you Brady! Thanks for the awesome birthday!!!!!!!<br />
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<br />Brady and Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10711084448398500157noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5452794964916261752.post-65152078073303630782012-04-13T13:40:00.000-07:002012-04-13T13:40:33.073-07:00Spring Break 2012<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">For spring break we went to San Francisco as a family! It was so fun. We were in Arizona for a couple days before we went and had a blast. I can't wait to go home again!</div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mariners vs Diamondbacks spring training game! Brady's favorite team!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emily & Jackson got engaged in Palo Alto when we were visiting the Stanford campus! They are getting married August 18!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We rented a 12 passenger van and my mom drove it around everywhere! We went down the steepest street and she parallel parked in the hardest places!! It was so fun/awesome.</td></tr>
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