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Today was a Day



So much happens in my life, so quickly, that I can hardly believe it. This is one reason that I love to blog if I can make myself find the time to fit it in. It is so easy to forget things that happen, and it’s so nice to look back later and re-live experiences.

Today was a big day for me. I woke up at 6:30 a.m. like every other day and woke the kids. I began getting ready as the kids got themselves ready. They are getting better at this as they get older, which is so nice. Pretty soon it was time to get them out the door and Kenzie arrived to drive the Ella, Halle, and Jordan to school. At the same time she leaves, I always drive Brighton high-school. I rushed home quickly and finished getter ready and left to find Dr. Susan Madsen’s house to meet for her women’s leadership project at UVU.

I arrived right at 9:00 and went in to meet with her. As I walked up to her house, I remembered that I had heard her speak at a Help me Grow event many years back and I’d had an impression that she would be part of my future. I didn’t know how or when or what for – but I did feel like we’d work together. And now, here I was, walking up to her house to be mentored by her. Life is crazy like that…

As I sat down, we began to talk about the things I’d learned from the Women’s Leadership Project and how I felt about my progress. I mentioned how I now see myself in a different light after taking the Leadership 360 assessment and that I am tweaking little things I do and say each day because of the education I’d received from her. And then she asked me how I was feeling about returning to school. I told her that I was considering going back to school and studying Business. With a smile on her face she asked me how excited I was to take lots of math classes (knowing that was not the case)… and so I let her know that I was not excited – and in fact I knew that this may be the very thing that made it so I’d struggle to finish.

She then went on to tell me about an integrated studies degree that she thought I’d love. She’d told me a bit about it before and the more I heard about it, the more I’m liking it. She developed a program about leadership that I’d love to take and pair it with psychology or sociology… I’m not sure yet. We finished talking and I left to meet Jon for a meeting with the Honorary kernels association. As I was driving, I was overwhelmed with the feeling that I was supposed to return to school. I’ve thought about it many times over the years, but this time my heart burned and I teared up. There was no question about it, after twenty years I’m going to start taking classes at UVU again!

Honestly, I’m scared to death and I plan to take it slow at first. But I feel very strongly that it is the right thing for me to do. I really needed a strong answer like this because I have many anxiety about school. I’ve never been a good student and I’ll have to grow in a lot of ways to be able to finish my degree. I’m a totally different person than I was when I tried UVU the first time – and so I pray that this will work in my favor. I know that I have a lot of people around me that will support me. I’m excited to take some classes with Whitney and maybe Kinley, too!

When I arrived at the lunch, I saw Jon and teared up as I shared this experience with him. He hugged me and said he supported me with whatever I felt like I needed to do. He said, “You’ve always wanted this, and you can do it. I support you.” and so we walked hand in hand into the lunch.

When we got inside, I met many amazing people – mostly business men and policeman. I met a really nice man and he looked familiar – so I asked him his name… and it was Sheriff Mike Winder! We both laughed and walked into the meeting. I didn’t have any idea how much this lunch meeting would change me. The sweet girl who was presenting had been attacked and stabbed by an intruder in her house, and I couldn’t even listen to her 911 calls and her description of the experience without crying. It was an AMAZING story and because of it, she started an organization called “Fight like a Girl”, because her sister kept fighting the man who broke in her room. She’s working with Elizabeth Smart and I have some ideas of great people I’ll introduce her to so she can build her group. I talked to her afterward, and I’m excited for the next steps we will take together.

After our lunch, Jon and I drove straight to meet with some business brokers about two different businesses. I always love meeting entrepreneurs and learning about their companies. It was very interesting and we will see what comes out of that.

The past two nights I’ve missed the kickoff event for PAC for Western Region and the kickoff event for Salt Lake City PAC (parent advocacy council). It makes me so sad, but I’ve needed to put other things first, such as Brighton’s soccer banquet on Tuesday and an interview with a new manager and his wife tonight. I have to learn to let go of some things. I know I can’t be everywhere with everyone – it’s not physically possible and my family is the reason I do what I do.

And so, it’s been a long day.. and my eyes are falling shut as I type my last lines. I’m tired, my friends, goodnight.

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Wear the Plastic


When I was a new mom, I’d graciously accept hand-made jewelry from my children, give them a huge hug and kiss, and put it in a special place in my jewelry box. Now that my little ones aren’t so little, I try to wear this same plastic (or cheesy) jewelry when I can. It brings me so much happiness as my children are becoming women and one little young man. Parenting is tough, and if a pink, purple, yellow and white bracelet can bring a smile to my face, and theirs, well then – I’ll wear it.

Why did it take me so long to figure this out? Time flies so quickly, and before you know it, your kids won’t be making you plastic jewelry, anymore.

Today, I’m setting out on a road trip with two – possibly three of my daughters. I will be speaking in Boise, Idaho, about parent leadership and the Protective Factors. If I had to pick one week that I wasn’t feeling qualified, it would be this week. This is both a humbling and an honest thought – but I will do my best. I don’t know if any parent ever feels like they do a good enough job that they can teach others. I think it’s more accurate that we all learn lots of skills, experience perceived success or failure, and choose to share this information with other, equally clueless parents. Sometimes I feel like animals, such as kangaroos, parent better than I do.

I think when we, as parents, are open and honest about the fact that none of us really know what the sam hell we are doing – we find ourselves in a place where we can learn. We can choose to listen to the advice from friends or family, we can read self-help books, heck, we can even try using the things we learned from the last kid we raised – and it’s still a crap shoot! The only sure thing in parenting is that we will gain more patience – willingly or … as we pull our increasingly grey hair out, resisting becoming patient.

Sometimes when I’m over tired, like last night, it takes me longer to fall asleep. Even when I know the amount of sleep I’ll get is way under what I need, it takes a bit to unwind. That’s what happened last night after we went to the Jazz game. It was a wonderful night, because our older kids got to come to the company suite with us. This never usually happens because the seats are reserved for our clients in RBM and Alpine. It’s a great way for us to keep in touch with lots of people at the same time. So, usually we can’t hand out those tickets to our own family. I wish I had grabbed some more pictures…. why didn’t I do that? But here are a few, including the embarrassing trailer bike ride to the game! Jon always insists on being pulled by healthy bike peddlers as I groan and laugh through my bursting beat red face, in the trailer behind them.


1799_1261104317239613_1318295622558264348_nYep, as you can see, my kids are getting older and dating! This isn’t a great picture because of the lighting – but maybe I’ll get a chance later to insert some better ones… (although I doubt it). Anyway, Whitney, Keegan, Kinley, Ethan, Scott, Dave, and Paul were all there. It was awesome!

I remember when my parents told me that someday I’d like my brother Dave, and it was the first time that I realized my parents really DIDN’T know everything. It was an eye-opening experience, and it changed my view of them forever. But then last night, I realized that they were right, at least about some things, because instead of my brother just wanting to watch the great Jazz game and eat the food in the suite, he was intently talking and listening to me. Go figure.

Siblings are such a blessing. Why don’t we figure that out until they are gone?

And then, when the game was over and we drove back home, I packed for a bit for my early morning road trip and then crawled into bed. 12:30 am is too late for my bed time, and 5:30 am is too early to wake up, in my opinion – and I wouldn’t have…. until I dreamed that I had to go pee so BAD that I found a toilet in my dream and PEED.

WELP, that woke me up.

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Just eat Carrots

I often wonder how I can build non-profit organizations, plan huge events, build businesses and Mother seven children – but I can’t take care of my health.

It should be easy because it makes so much sense, but it’s not. Telling someone to change their eating and exercise habits, is about as effective as telling a smoker they’re hurting their body with their cigarette, or reminding a workaholic to slow down and enjoy the scenery. It’s pointless. Somehow, that change has to come from within.

We are only given one body to carry us through this life, and it’s crazy how most of us abuse it, myself included. I’ve decided that food is just as dangerous as any drug, only it affects us in a different way, slowly eroding from the inside out. It’s socially acceptable to eat for every occasion, emotional day, celebration, work party – the list goes on.

I went to get my blood drawn today, and it was super fun… The nurse even asked why they were checking so many things in my blood, and quoted me an insurance bill of $2,400. I’m sure that I’m fine, although after having a hysterectomy two years ago, I need to start hormone replacement therapy. I actually should have a long time ago, but I live by that river “Denial”. I have some sort of twisted idea that my positive attitude will overpower high cholesterol or osteoporosis.

So, I’m trying. I’m trying to be more active. I want to drive in my Jeep Wrangler body, not my Station Wagon body. I need my bodicle to get good gas mileage and stay cruisin’ down the auto bon, instead of broken down on the side of the road – trying to learn how to change a flat. It’s really that simple, but somehow I need to train my body and my habits to keep up with my knowledge. Maybe it’s as straight forward as putting duct tape over my mouth until I see a carrot. I’m not sure, but I’m determined to figure it out for myself and my family. This is the point in my blog post that I should putting “before pictures” of my unhealthy body, but I won’t. I don’t want to hate my body and shame myself, I want to love the body that I was given and start treating it better.

Did I mention that it’s nice to have a quiet blog? Well it is. There were only 17 people who checked my blog yesterday and I’m used to around 100,000 a month. Kind of crazy. I said my farewell on the My Mommy Style Periscope today, and that was weird. If I continue to blog, it will be here. If I continue to periscope, it will be @janae_moss. Everything is up in the air now, but I’m enjoying it that way.

Tonight I went on a date with my hubby, Jon. At one point I looked at our outfits and had to laugh. I was wearing a hat with one of our businesses’ logos, and he was wearing a shirt with another. It hit me, once again, that business owners never get to clock out. You take it ALL home with you – so why not wear it plastered to your clothes, too? Our conversations include employees, taxes, payroll, and strategy – everyday.

jon and janae moss

Good night, my friends, it’s time to sleep.


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