Difficult Times · Dyslexia · Life

The Dyslexic Misunderstanding


Dyslexia. A word that often is used in a playful term. But what it is defined as? “A general term for disorders that involve difficulty in learning to read or interpret words, letters, and other symbols, but that do not affect general intelligence.” Often found in children in elementary school, it can often be treated with extra tutoring. What about the children who don’t receive this extra help? Or better yet, what happens to these children who are never diagnosed and grow up struggling? What can be done to help or prevent this? A simple answer, raise awareness. And how do we raise this awareness? Bring facts and testimonies.

According to The Dyslexia Center of Utah, “One in five students, or 15-20% of the population, has a language based learning disability. Dyslexia is the most common of the language based learning disabilities.” (Dyslexia Center of Utah Statistics) When I was in kindergarten, I was one of the top students. So much so, my teacher wanted me to move up to a 1st grade level. My parents wanted me to stay with my friends, and decided to keep me in kindergarten. Once I got into 1st grade, everything changed. I had a difficult time understanding information, my teacher, Miss Austin, wasn’t fond of me, and never thought that I was simply not paying attention and didn’t attempt to help me. Even when my parents confronted her with my short comings, she claimed she knew what she was doing, and that I “wasn’t trying hard enough”. This wasn’t the last time I heard that sentence.

“74% of children with dyslexia who are not diagnosed by the 2nd grade remain so into adulthood.” (Dyslexia Center of Utah Facts) Throughout the rest of my educational life, through five different school, elementary through middle school through high school, I was never diagnosed with Dyslexia. I didn’t learn that I had this disability until I was well into adulthood. By then, I was told by many educators, that there was nothing that could be done for me.

“For some individuals who have never been diagnosed, dyslexia is a hidden disability which may result in underemployment, difficulty navigating academic environments, difficulty on the job, and reduced self-confidence.” (International Dyslexia Association) My personal struggle with dyslexia has resulted in similar outcomes as listed. I often felt that I was a Neanderthal because I wasn’t learning or understanding material in work environments that often lead to being reprimanded and being treated poorly. Simply because I wasn’t given the tools or help I needed. And I am not the only adult or student that is facing this same issue.

A family friend’s daughter has been diagnosed with Dyslexia and is currently in her 11th year in High School. She was discovered and properly diagnosed and has received help through tutors and educators. Unfortunately, due to Common Core, many of her educators now refuse to give her the proper assistance in specific courses, mostly math, because it would require changing how the material is taught to other students. In turn telling her, “She needs to try harder.”

Recently, I made a discovery through The International Dyslexic Association, that in 2013 there was a bill being considered by Utah Legislation bill number UT HB0171 titled Dyslexia Screenings in Public Schools. Its Progress is now listed under “Dead/Failed/Vetoed”. Why? Why would a bill that could lead to helping children fail? From what I was able to find through what the bill stated. It was found “unnecessary” to pass, because “Utah Schools already have a system to screen for Dyslexia.” There may be students that are screened for dyslexia, but what about those students, like me? What are educators doing now to help these forgotten students?

Now, there are debates about this ongoing question for parents and adults with dyslexia. There are many saying that Utah educators need to be taught more about how to help children with dyslexia and with finding new methods of identifying children that have this learning impediment. Other’s are saying that the only way to address it is to find it early on, and that is all that is needed.

If you ask me, it needs to be made aware of how having dyslexia is and what how we can fix it. It needs to be treated with a different kind of care versus just being placed in a reading group. Therefore, meaning that there needs to be more studies done on dyslexia and more education. Luckily, there is a group started by parents that have dyslexic kids here in Utah to help raise awareness and call for action for understanding dyslexia. Here is a link to their website: http://www.decodingdyslexiautah.org/

Dyslexia doesn’t mean that a child is “slow” or “unteachable” or “uneducated”. It means that we learn things differently. Our brains are wired differently than the standard human being. Interestingly enough, many of the people who are known as the most influential people in the world have Dyslexia. Here is a few:

  • Albert Einstein
  • Thomas Edison
  • Leonardo DaVinci
  • Caitlyn Jenner
  • Walt Disney
  • Whoopi Goldberg
  • Scott Fitzgerald

We are not “dumb”. We are not “slow”. We are smart, and we do understand, we just learn differently. And we should NOT be left behind because of it. Again, I ask, what can be done to help bring change to help students and in the end, the adults they become? Awareness. This is how we bring change to the world, awareness.

Works Cited

Dyslexia Center of Utah: website: https://www.dyslexiacenterofutah.org/dyslexia/statistics/

International Dyslexia Association: website: https://dyslexiaida.org/dyslexia-test/


Goals and Choices

The hope that The Dyslexia Understanding accomplishes, is to bring attention to how Dyslexia is viewed and to bring awareness. The way that Utah Schools handle Dyslexia is sloppy and non-existent, and it needs to change. My major goals to accomplish this change is to bring out the struggles that an adult has with never being discovered with Dyslexia in school and what they now must cope and live with. Another goal is to locate what the Utah Educators are doing to look for students with Dyslexia and how. The hopes of bringing out these potential discoveries are to give hope to adults and parents that there is change on the horizon for their children.

The rhetoric choices that I chose to use for my piece is Storytelling, Description, and Imagery with Claims of Fact and Value. I started out with telling my story. I want to give my audience a glimpse into what my life was like when I was growing up. From 1st grade till I graduated. Giving more detailed accounts of my struggles and creating an image for who I am now. I then applied the same strategies for my friend’s daughter. It gives another account as to what is potentially happening to students throughout the Utah Schools. After sharing this, I went into Claims of Fact and Value. I began to research through organizations that study and help people (Families, Adults, Children) who suffer from Dyslexia. I found results of studies of what happens to students who aren’t discovered and what becomes of them. I found bills that were created to help find students easier that were killed, and I found what is currently happening in communities to bring awareness to Dyslexia. In the end awareness is what I wish to bring to my audience.

The reason I chose these specific purposes and goals, is I believe that these methods are effective, and they can bring hope and understanding to what my piece is bringing to the table. I didn’t have any other project ideas, only because this is one that has been with me for a long time. My first free write for this class, I wrote about my struggle with dyslexia. I cried while I wrote. I didn’t forget how I felt, and I wanted to address it. There are many great things that need to be changed in the world. Yet, helping the children that will lead to world tomorrow, we need to insure their education, and their needs, if we hope and expect great things from them. Otherwise, they can potentially go through what I went through. Never knowing why, they don’t understand as others do, struggle with finding work, and to look in the mirror wondering why they are so dumb, when you know you’re not. They can be given the chance, that many of us, like me, didn’t get. This is why I chose this topic for my final project, Dyslexia is more common than one thinks, an there are many who suffer from it.

Beauty · Difficult Times · Life · Uncategorized · Weekend

Mary Kay. To Sell or Not To Sell?

Hi everyone!

I hope you all had an amazing week and weekend! There are so many things coming up this next week and I am beyond excited for it! My brother and parents are coming into town for a week, SLCC begins on Thursday and I made an AMAZING Belle Cosplay from the Live Action version of Beauty and the Beast, and the next thing that is happening is in the title of this blog post. Mary Kay.

I am writing this post in the hopes of actually getting some help on making a decision with Mary Kay. To back track here, one year ago, I signed up to become a Mary Kay Consulatant along side my long time friend. I was really excited for the new opportunity, but after a month and a half, I found myself in a position where I didn’t feel like I had the time to do it. I became discouraged and frusterated quickly and would rather go back to my normal day to day life than deal with Mary Kay.

After leaving it, I felt better to an extent, I felt like a failure. I didn’t really give this a true shot. I felt pressured into buying an inventory for Mary Kay products when I couldn’t afford one. I was being pressured to convince women to try and build a team with us, when I wasn’t about that. I want to help women and even men to feel confident about their skin, or to feel good in their skin. That was the main reason I joined Mary Kay with my friend. None the less, I felt like a failure for not giving my all.

Then two weeks ago, one of my other dearest friends who is getting married in a few months won a free makeover through David’s Bridal with Mary Kay. I was invited to attend, I did. I figured that since I knew how the show is run, I wouldn’t participate. Once we got to the party, the consulant was quite rude. She knew that I had a different consultant so therefore, she didn’t see any potential dollar signs above my head. When she would ask the questions if we knew what certain products were used for or why we should use them, the other girls didn’t know why. But I did, so I answered them. The consultant was impressed with me knowing so much and said that I should be one too. I told her that I was once, but figured that it wasn’t for me. She then asked the following question, “What did you do wrong?” I told her that I tried to through together a few facial parties, but nothing ever came of it, “Well, no wonder, you weren’t doing well because you were doing everything wrong.” She refered to my voice and my attitude. This made me mad.

I thought that she was up high in the clouds, she didn’t know me. She didn’t know what I was going through when I was in Mary Kay. I thought to myself that I should join Mary Kay again to prove her wrong. I quickly changed my mind, because I didn’t want to be around such negativity. But I began to re-evaluate who I am as a person and why I joined Mary Kay in the first place. I began to do research and now I am here. I want to ask you all, whoever reads this blog.

What do you know about Mary Kay? Am I crazy to resign up with them and give it another go? Have you had any experiences with consultants? What can I do to be better and be different than other Mary Kay consultants?

I am reaching out here, becuase if I decide to do this, I want to do it right.

I appreciate you all hanging in there and reading this spill, but I really would appreciate some feedback guys. Thank you all!!!!


Difficult Times · Life

School and Work (Life Update)

Life update here!

School started a week ago and I have been working for the last two and a half weeks now. It has been quite the challenge already. I have never had to juggle work and school before so it is a little more intense than I even thought possible. Now admittedly, I am only taking one class this semester and working part time. It defiantly sounds like there is no room for me to talk. I personally know people who are working two part time jobs and are going to school full time. I envy that they can do that. With my anxiety and depression, it is a HUGE struggle for me, even after the therapy and lifestyle changes.

I am mostly doing this to start breaking into a new routine. I want to add more classes as the time goes on. All while working and saving, saving, and SAVING. See, I could only afford one class this semester and if it wasn’t for Financial Aid, I wouldn’t have been able to take even this class! With work, it is has been a little bit of a struggle. We are currently “building” a store for the last two weeks.

When I say the word “building” I mean that we are putting in all the new merchandise. It is receiving 26 to 30 pallets of products a day that are taller than the average human being. It is breaking down these pallets in a timely and organized manner. This store opens in a week from today, and our managers and other employees are losing their minds. It’s been SO MUCH FUN.

I just realized that this post is more of a rant than it is an update. How about I finish it like this… I am more than grateful that I am finally able to get my education rolling again, after so long. I am more than grateful to FINALLY have a job. I spent almost 3 months looking for one, and nowhere was even giving me call backs. I was beginning to lose hope, but the Lord helped me get to where I am now. There is so much gratitude in my heart with being given all these opportunities in the end of everything.

Have any of you ever worked full time and went to school full time? If so, I stand and applaud you. You are the MVP’s when it comes to having the energy and ambition to go for the gold!

You all are amazing and I hope you have an amazing rest of your week and I will see you all in September!


Difficult Times · Doterra Oils · Health · Knitting · Life · Service Projects

This Last Week in a Nutshell

Thank goodness that it is Friday!

It felt like that it would never come. This week, well that last two weeks, have been INSANE! A lot of things have happened. From unexpected company, to a mental break down, to anxiety attacks and ending it all with hope.

Last week, we had 5 extended family members show up, that needed a place to stay for a few days. We all thought that it would be alright, our house isn’t very big. Well, a few days (like that were discussed.) Turned into 5 days. It was hectic to say the least.

Once they were gone, I fell apart. I went through a very nasty break down. I am not going to go into details about what happened. Let’s just say that I got a first hand experience in disciplining. I wasn’t expecting to play “Mom” while everyone was here. I also was going through some day to day stresses.

Josh and I took the weekend of last week to re-cooperate our strength in playing House.  He wasn’t feeling well, I was feeling well. It wasn’t pretty. Then it moved into this week.

It went off very well! I had a job interview and was told “Welcome Aboard!” at the end! *Insert Fist Pump* Then it went a little rough, with the concern for the well being for a very dear friend of mine. I will not go into that.

This is when the rest of the week began to wind down. I did my laundry, the weather was beautiful enough for me to hang my sheets outside to dry. I began working super hard on Christmas gifts, even made my own Pattern for a afghan that I wanted to make!

Until I started to not feel well again. It has piled up. I felt that I was falling into despair. I thought that I wasn’t going to have enough money for school this semester, I thought that I there was something wrong with me because things were going right. But that’s when I needed to take a serious step back and look at the big picture.


I am only in control of a few things, I can’t control the rest of the world. I took SEVERAL deep breaths, and kept pressing forward. I DO have enough money for school, I am fine. Stressed? More than likely. But I am fine. If it weren’t for my essential oils, I would have gotten a LOT worse.

Then to make things better, another friend of mine showed me a link to a charity/service project going on within the next few months. It’s called Click for Babies!


If you crochet and knit, go to: http://www.clickforbabies.org This is a wonderful project to help spread awareness of the Period of Purple Crying to prevent shaken and abusive head trauma in babies. It is amazing! I am going to be participating in this as well! Check to see if your state is on the list! If not, don’t let that stop you! If you have a relative living in a participating state, see if they would be willing to take your caps to a drop off station! You can also donate yarn! Just needs to be purple!

I hope you all have an amazing Friday and weekend!


Difficult Times · Knitting · Life · My World Wednesdays · Uncategorized

Knitting: Past Time and Relief


Hey Y’all! It’s Hump Day! Almost through the week!!

It’s about time that I make a new post. I have a few ideas in the back pocket, but here is one that I have been thinking about posting for the last few days.

My family has been going through a lot over the last few weeks. My dad’s health isn’t great, my hunt for a job could be better, and we had a tragic death in the family. I also have been struggling with something I have re-discovered about myself. I’ll do a post on that later, after I do some more research.

Even with the bad, there has been some good too. Josh’s niece was in town and we got to spend some time with her, and his family. I’ve starting meditating again and I have been starting to feel better about my situation now.

But one of the things that has been helping me get through this difficult time has been knitting! I picked up knitting almost 5 years ago, by watching YouTube videos. You see, my family crochets. My mom, my grandma, my great-grandma’s, and it goes on and on. Even my brother can crochet! Me? Nope. For the life of me, I cannot crochet. I decided to give knitting a try, but my family cant knit. Or at least they find it difficult. (I understand that struggle.)

So I grabbed my phone, and found how to knit videos, and I picked it up extremely fast! I can’t knit many things, but I am really good at scarfs! 😉

The reason I am posting about it, is that I find knitting to one of my escapes from my anxiety and depression. I am always finding different things to cope with my short comings, and without medication.

And the other day, Josh’s niece asked me if I had any favorite hobbies. I told her a long list of things, then I mentioned that I knew how to knit. Before I could ask her another question, she gasped in excitement asking if I would teach her how to knit too.

I love when you can pass down skills like knitting, sewing, and other like hobbies that our ancestors relied on to survive.

Do any of you knit? How did you learn? How long have you been knitting? Feel free to leave a comment!

I will talk to you all later! Have a great day!


Difficult Times · Life

Remembering 9/11 & Proud to be an American

via Pinterest via Yahoo
via Pinterest via Yahoo

It is so hard to believe that 14 years ago today, America was attacked. I was only 6 at the time, and had a hard time understanding what was happening. But once it was explained in a way that I could understand.. I felt so scared, and so sad that this had happened. I was in fear of what would happen next… Was there going to be another attack? Where would it be next?
14 years later, I still feel sorrow for those innocent lives that were taken, and I keep them and their families in my prayers. But I am no longer afraid. In fact, I get a bit angry when I think about it now. This event has also made me more proud to be an American than ever before.
We are so lucky and so blessed to be in this country. Yes, we are facing some problems, but that doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t place our hand over our hearts when we see the flag. Or not thank a U.S. solider for his or her service for protecting our home and rights.
Our founding fathers fought hard to give us such freedoms and rights, and to give this country to the people (us!).
I will not, nor cannot forget what happened that day, and I will always stand next to you, to defend our beautiful country.
Never forget. 9/11/01.

Difficult Times · LDS · Life

Shall I Falter, Or Shall I Finish?

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Found via Pinterest via courtneyaitken.blogspot.com

Hello Climbers,
It has been a little while. A lot of things have happened in the course of a month that has been keeping me and my family busy. I got more hours at work, my family is preparing for a move, we have a family member in the hospital, and lost a family member as well. It has been a rough go. In this time of grief and sorrow, there has been a feeling of dread, misunderstanding, and abandonment throughout the home. I too have felt this and wondered “Why? Why our family? What have we done to deserve this?”

The answer is simply, “We haven’t done anything wrong, this is part of our plan, and it is up to us to decide, Will we falter? Or will we finish?”

I found this answer through prayer, scripture study, and through a message given by President Thomas S. Monson in October of 2013 General Confrence.
Heavenly Father has not punished us, instead, he is giving us more than we can handle so that we can fall to our knees, ask Him to help us, and become stronger in faith, stronger in spirit, and stronger in a world where Satan is running rampant. He loves us in ways we as mortal beings will never truly understand. Like in the story of Job. Job was a man of faith where he loved and feared God and hated the devil. Satan, being the cunning and deceitful being that he is, wanted to prove to Heavenly Father that Job did not love him and was just saying he did because of his fortune. Heavenly Father then stepped aside and let Satan into Job’s life to prove that Job did indeed love him and will never deny him.
Job lost his family and friends, lost his land, crops, and possesions. Satan then tempted him to “Curse God and die.”
Job then declared, “Behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.”
“I know that my redeemer liveth.”
Despite all that Job endured and suffered through, He knew that Heavenly Father loved him and that His Savior lives, he would not let Satan run his life and decide his fate.
I too will not let Satan into my head and drag me down with him, I have decided to Finish this trial. It will be hard. I understand this, but I will not let it be an excuse to falter from the testimony that I have and the truth that I know.
I will keeping fighting.