<?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-4777720192397612581</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:01:22.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Babblings of Bekah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-7050670810136249154</id><published>2010-11-24T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:28:38.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks!</title><content type='html'>Oh there are so many things I am thankful for!  However, I think they all involve thanking my Heavenly Father. First, I am thankful to Him for my family.  My family is amazing and I feel so privileged to be apart of them.  I love spending time with them and talking to them because they remind me of who I am and who I want to be.  They drive me to be the best I can be.  The know me better than anyone else.  We have shared many of the memories and experiences that life holds.  I know that I can turn to any one of them at any time and find exactly what I need at that time.  Second, I am thankful to my Heavenly Father for my friends.  I know the people we surround ourselves with are the people that will influence us the most.  W. Clement Stone said, "Be careful the environment you choose for it will shape you; be careful the friends you choose for you will become like them".  I can attest to this truth through my own experience.  I know that I am who I am because of the friends that surround me.  I will be forever indebted to their great influence of my life. The push me to be my very best through their example and expectations for me.  I know that they all have my best interest in mind and will always do anything to help me succeed.  I have needed different people at different times in my life.  I know that some of the most influential people in my life may not have been influential at all had they entered my life at a different time.  I am grateful to my Heavenly Father for helping the right people be in my life at the right times.  Third, I am thankful to be living in this day and age when we have prophets and apostles to lead and guide us.  I am so thankful for the love they show towards us as they teach us the things we need to know in order to return to live with our Heavenly Father once again.  I am thankful for the example they set.  I strive to follow their guidance daily because I see their good works and know they are men of God.  I am am thankful that we get to read and study their words along with ancient scripture.  All these resources provide me with the information I need to have eternal life.  Fourth, I am eternally grateful for temple work and service.  I am thankful that we get to serve others as the Savior served.  I am thankful that we have the opportunity to for His example and do for others what they cannot do for themselves.  I am thankful for the serenity and comfort that the temple provides.  I know that as I am worthy to enter His house, I am closer to becoming like Him.  Fifth, I am thankful for the Holy Ghost.  It truly is a gift from God that guides us through life.  He helps us to know the things that we should do in order to return to our Father in Heaven.  I know as we listen and follow his guidance that our faith will become strong and immovable.  I know that we grow to be more like our Heavenly Father as we listen to the holy ghost.  Sixth, I am thankful for the opportunity that we have to communicate with our Father in Heaven daily through prayer.  This has been a great blessing in my life as I have need His guidance and His guidance only.  I know that I need to become better about utilizing this great blessing in my life.  I know that as I have a prayer in my heart as I go throughout my day, that I will be able to withstand any temptation.  I know that the Lord is always by my side.  It is my choice to communicate with Him and to receive His guidance.  Last, I am thankful for the atonement and the repentance process.  I am thankful for the opportunity to be tried and tested in this life and prove myself before the Lord.  I thankful for the trials I have been given and the mistakes I have made.  I am thankful for them because of the lessons I have learned at the feet of the master.  I am thankful for the love He has shown towards me as He has forgiven me time and time again.  But this is how I have learned and grown. Therefore, even though it has often been painful and I am felt ashamed, I am thankful for the trials that have been but a small moment and have refined me to be more like my Savior.  &lt;br /&gt;These are the things I am most thankful for in my life.  &lt;br /&gt;On the more simple side of things, I am thankful for snow!  I am thankful for this wonderful time in my life!  I am thankful for music!  I am thankful for food, especially thanksgiving food!  And warm blankets. And socks.  And movies. And hot chocolate.  And games.  And flowers. And lemons. And chap-stick.  And hot showers.  And love sacs. And that I can run.  And for fireplaces.  And for good books.  And for snowflake making.  And baking.  And laughing.  And cuddling.  And the beach. And a soft bed. And many other things but I have decided to cut off the list for both your sake and mine! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-7050670810136249154?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/7050670810136249154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=7050670810136249154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/7050670810136249154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/7050670810136249154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2010/11/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks!'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-8290148332834100607</id><published>2010-04-25T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:04:39.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Goal</title><content type='html'>So in Relief Society today we talked about President Monson's talk from October Conference entitled "What Have I Done for Someone Today?".  I have decided that I do not do enough small acts of service on a day to day basis.  I feel like I do plenty of stuff on the big side of service, but not enough of the personal level, which is equally important.  So I have a new goal.  I am going to do one act of service for someone in need everyday.  I plan to pray in the morning to be guided in this and then reflect later in the day.  I small acts of service are a great way to become more Christ-like and come to know Him, which was the other part of our lesson today.  I think the best way to become Christ-like and come to know and love Him is to emulate Him and follow His example.  He was constantly serving those in need, and He searched for the one, even when it wasn't convenient.  I want to follow His example and serve those in need. I think as I serve others I will come closer to Christ and this practice will improve my life in countless ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-8290148332834100607?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/8290148332834100607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=8290148332834100607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/8290148332834100607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/8290148332834100607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-goal.html' title='A New Goal'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-3369487415893796222</id><published>2010-02-21T19:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:04:22.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Day! All Is Well!</title><content type='html'>I love how the Lord speaks to us in common, yet unexpected ways.  I was driving today while listening to a cd of hymns that I made about 8 months ago.  But today after all the times I have listened to this cd and this song throughout my life, it touched my heart.  It was "Come, Come Ye Saints".  I have listened and sung this song countless times, but one line really hit me today.  It was the first line of the fourth verse that says, "And should we die before our journey is through, Happy Day! All is Well!".  As I heard that line I thought, do I feel that way?  Do I feel that if I were to die right now, before my journey is through, that all is well? I am not sure if I feel that way, which scared me.  I thought of the Saints crossing the plains while singing this song and all that they were enduring.  I was jealous that they felt that way.  I am not sure I could stand before my Savior today and say all is well with me.  I still have so many weaknesses and habits I need to change in my life.  I need to be a lot better about so many things.  I think mainly I suffer from sins of omission.  I need to better myself in all the areas I feel inadequate, to make sure that if I am called before my journey is through that I can say, "Happy Day!  All is Well!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-3369487415893796222?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/3369487415893796222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=3369487415893796222' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/3369487415893796222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/3369487415893796222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy.html' title='Happy Day! All Is Well!'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-2178355840542477960</id><published>2010-02-14T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T11:03:57.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Is All There Is</title><content type='html'>Love is one of the most mysterious of feelings.  You cannot understand it or describe it, until you have felt it.  It is not something you can plan on or decide to create, it just happens. The hardest things in life involve love.  Love brings the most extreme feelings of joy and sorrow.  And the longer you live, the more you come to realize the love is all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of Valentine's Day I thought I would share some of my favorite quotes on love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is what you go through together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell you what it is for me; love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can close your eyes to the things you do not want to see, but you cannot close your heart to the things you do not want to feel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you love someone, let them go.  If they return, they were always yours.  If they don't they never were."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of the hardest things is watching the one you love, love someone else."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trying to make someone fall in love with you is just as pointless as trying to control who you fall in love with."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-2178355840542477960?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/2178355840542477960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=2178355840542477960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/2178355840542477960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/2178355840542477960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-is-all-there-is.html' title='Love Is All There Is'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-6083375068971630010</id><published>2009-12-25T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T19:12:00.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SzV-4mJUgrI/AAAAAAAAALo/rDG55BCvOGg/s1600-h/card+1_2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SzV-4mJUgrI/AAAAAAAAALo/rDG55BCvOGg/s320/card+1_2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419377237387674290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Christmas is pretty much everyone's favorite holiday.  I used to want to meet someone who had a different favorite holiday, like Halloween or Easter, just for the sake of some variety.  But over the years I have come to realize that there is a reason that Christmas is the favorite holiday. Once you get past the excitement of gifts and good food, you see that there is more to Christmas than any other holiday.  It is a time that families come together to celebrate a greater cause than any other, the birth of our Savior.  You to spend time together and enjoy each other's company, which as you get older and move away from home, this time becomes precious because it is rare.  I think another large part of the joy of Christmas is celebrating someone else's life, someone else's perfection, someone else's impact your own life and the lives of others.  Another huge part is that Christmas is a big deal.  People all over the world celebrate Christmas.  Most people don't have to work, go to school, or do anything they don't want to.  It is a widely observed holiday that has been celebrated for centuries.  These elements help make this time of year have a certain spirit about it that cannot be replicated.  The Christmas carols, decorations, stories, and treats all contribute.  It is all very special and it is these extra things that make Christmas everyone's favorite holiday, including mine.  And this year's Christmas has been absolutely fabulous for all the above reasons!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-6083375068971630010?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/6083375068971630010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=6083375068971630010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/6083375068971630010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/6083375068971630010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-time-2009.html' title='Christmas Time 2009!'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SzV-4mJUgrI/AAAAAAAAALo/rDG55BCvOGg/s72-c/card+1_2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-5408110617531817348</id><published>2009-08-17T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:02:37.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I am home now and Abby came home with me.  It has been so much fun so far! We have had a GNI (Girl's Night In) and I have shown her around Monroe.  It was weird going around Monroe and showing her all the places that I used to go all the time, but haven't been there for so long.  And it just made me realize what a good childhood I had and as much as I hated growing up here, I actually love it here because it is my home.  And I want to be able to come home to it.  I also just love my little sisters! They are all so fun!  And so cute!  We just have such good times and I am so glad they are related to me and not going anywhere! :)  It is always great to come home and remember where you come from and spend time with people who love you and will always be there for you. 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It seriously feels like it just started but it also feels like so much has happened! And that is probably because a lot has happened! It has been such a good summer! I have loved so many things about it! Also I have grown so much spiritually and learned so much about myself. I feel like the times that you do completely random, different things you have experiences that make you grow in areas that you didn't even know you could grow. And to change in ways you never knew you wanted to change. These adventures are what make you who you are. And make you different from everyone else. No one person will ever experience the exact same things you will. Life is just great like that. But it is awesome because you do usually have friends that experience things with you and the ones that experience these things with you are the ones that know you the best. That is how they become your best friend because not only do they understand you, they understand why you are the way you are. And this summer those friends have been Jon and Abby. They have been there for it all. And it has been amazing. Here are some of my favorite pictures that will give just a small glance at our summer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9amPrMZjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gTC4M0nOkBU/s1600-h/DSC03656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9amPrMZjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gTC4M0nOkBU/s320/DSC03656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368108893938148914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9aTSaTD1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/jKbOT8lMYxc/s1600-h/DSC03578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9aTSaTD1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/jKbOT8lMYxc/s320/DSC03578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368108568255074130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9Z_dtCdoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KIaso-71Aus/s1600-h/DSC03547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9Z_dtCdoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/KIaso-71Aus/s320/DSC03547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368108227689084546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9ZvM-A_tI/AAAAAAAAAJg/P2bekE-zD4A/s1600-h/DSC03520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9ZvM-A_tI/AAAAAAAAAJg/P2bekE-zD4A/s320/DSC03520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368107948318981842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9ZbEj-xZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fYBsw4GNilY/s1600-h/DSC03375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9ZbEj-xZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/fYBsw4GNilY/s320/DSC03375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368107602464916882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9ZJA8DmtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TFrzyYFRjAE/s1600-h/DSC03510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9ZJA8DmtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TFrzyYFRjAE/s320/DSC03510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368107292254509778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9YnhyUUvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/dgLV-NidKN8/s1600-h/DSC03426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9YnhyUUvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/dgLV-NidKN8/s320/DSC03426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368106716956480242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9XyGMJc_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/JZmkLCy-JEo/s1600-h/DSC03355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9XyGMJc_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/JZmkLCy-JEo/s320/DSC03355.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368105799015560178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9Xc0dVn8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/UFpyMBj5prY/s1600-h/DSC03208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9Xc0dVn8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/UFpyMBj5prY/s320/DSC03208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368105433478569922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9XJlccDXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cdFXFStqbCU/s1600-h/DSC03193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9XJlccDXI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cdFXFStqbCU/s320/DSC03193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368105103030750578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9W0630eYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mOGKdf2FX2I/s1600-h/DSC03019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9W0630eYI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mOGKdf2FX2I/s320/DSC03019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368104748005489026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9WaAoPKyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FTGPbmiNCxk/s1600-h/SANY1823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9WaAoPKyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FTGPbmiNCxk/s320/SANY1823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368104285694274338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9WJAYTG7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p2hDq1uqFeI/s1600-h/SANY2400+fixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9WJAYTG7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/p2hDq1uqFeI/s320/SANY2400+fixed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368103993569647538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9V2bdVseI/AAAAAAAAAII/K3x68gkZj5I/s1600-h/SANY2228+fixed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9TB3OqdMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8i_YwAJMUtY/s320/DSC02149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368100572319347906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9StLVytmI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9tIsuwi6al8/s1600-h/DSC02130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9StLVytmI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9tIsuwi6al8/s320/DSC02130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368100216940705378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-1912866826894119551?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/1912866826894119551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=1912866826894119551' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/1912866826894119551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/1912866826894119551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-coming-to-end.html' title='Summer Coming to an End'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn9amPrMZjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/gTC4M0nOkBU/s72-c/DSC03656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-6216430014213774848</id><published>2009-05-01T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:19:10.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SfsguNSmVGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ChjPhyRBn0c/s1600-h/P1011534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SfsguNSmVGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ChjPhyRBn0c/s320/P1011534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330890562136855650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SfsfQYcWzsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/h5eEt-G2Dec/s1600-h/P1011533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SfsfQYcWzsI/AAAAAAAAAFg/h5eEt-G2Dec/s320/P1011533.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330888950222868162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just finished another semester at BYU.  People always told me that college went fast.  And now I know first hand that it does! I just can't believe that a whole semester has  gone by again. And now I have gone home, seen my family for about 5 days, and am off to Disney World for a Summer Internship.  And I must say it was one of my hardest decisions yet to come here and leave my family for most of the summer.  But after a few days, I realize that it was a good choice.  And I am going to be happy here.  I have made friends and I am excited about my job here.  I am doing quick food and beverage service in the West Stands of the Magic Kingdom.  I think I will really enjoy it.  Also I think if anything this experience will just give me more experience in the working world.  I mean it is a long time to work and there will be hard days, but I will have to keep working.  Also already it is so different from BYU and I think it will also help me to realize how lucky I am for being able to go to BYU. I mean I always loved it but now this will just make me love it more!  And appreciate it more.  Anyways but we went to a dance the second night we got here and here are a few pictures :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-6216430014213774848?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/6216430014213774848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=6216430014213774848' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/6216430014213774848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/6216430014213774848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-i-just-finished-another-semester.html' title='Update of My Life'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SfsguNSmVGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ChjPhyRBn0c/s72-c/P1011534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-839766959701029801</id><published>2008-11-26T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:28:51.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at Home</title><content type='html'>I love coming home.  Especially after being gone for so long; time makes everything sweeter. All the smells, the pictures around the house, and the family phrases that I used to think were normal and everyday things I now treasure and love to be around. I love just being around my family.  I love to hear them all say the little things that they always have said. I never realized how much I loved those little things until I didn't hear them everyday.  It is also hard to realize that they have new parts of their life that I don't know about. Maybe it is self-centered but I hate to know that their lives go on without me here.  It is so hard to know that they are growing and learning without me here to witness it all.  But it is okay, they are all growing up to be such wonderful people.  For family home evening we had a testimony meeting.  It was so great to hear the testimonies of each of my siblings.  It just made me realize how blessed I am to be raised in the gospel with a family that is so amazing and strong.  I am so thankful that families can be together forever.  I just love it all so much! I especially love coming home because all the love felt in our home rejuvenates me and makes me prepared to go back out on my own again.  I love how every time I come home I grow and become a better person just from the examples of my younger siblings.  I learn something new from each one of them. My parents have done such a good job! I love coming home for all the fun games that we play.  I love coming home for all the fun activities we do as a family.  I love coming home for the relaxation time we have.  Basically I just love coming home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-839766959701029801?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/839766959701029801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=839766959701029801' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/839766959701029801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/839766959701029801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-at-home.html' title='Love at Home'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-8425662793473672386</id><published>2008-11-19T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T10:58:12.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter-Sweet</title><content type='html'>So I just hate bitter-sweet things.  I am about to go home which I am super excited about it!  I cannot wait to see my family and just be home with no worries!  Plus some of my cousins are coming into town which just makes it even better!  All of this is way sweet!  But then there is the bitter part.  Why does there always have to be a bitter part?  So while I am at home I am missing so many great things! For example, our stake ice skating activity, Mr. BYU competition, and the Utah vs. BYU game!  All these things are going to be awesome and I am greatly missing out!  It seems like this always happens in life.  I guess it is just important that you always make the decision so that the sweet outweighs the bitter.  Which in this case the sweet does outweigh the bitter, but it sure doesn't make the bitter any sweeter! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-8425662793473672386?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/8425662793473672386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=8425662793473672386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/8425662793473672386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/8425662793473672386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/bitter-sweet.html' title='Bitter-Sweet'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-6421884678406499994</id><published>2008-11-17T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:48:40.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now the Second Best Movie Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-71b3b49341b06333" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/6421884678406499994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=6421884678406499994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/6421884678406499994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/6421884678406499994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-second-best-movie-ever.html' title='Now the Second Best Movie Ever!'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-5281561216440457505</id><published>2008-11-17T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:06:55.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Movie Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So this movie just makes me so happy to watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2cb2da31514f001a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/5281561216440457505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=5281561216440457505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/5281561216440457505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/5281561216440457505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-movie-ever.html' title='The Best Movie Ever!'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-4640279488697979160</id><published>2008-11-17T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T21:49:44.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>I was just thinking about how time can change things.  It is so weird to look back even a month ago and think about the people that I hung out with, crushed on, and cared most about.  My life has changed so much in such a short time.  It just really got me thinking about how people just come and go and same with joys and hardships.  One year at EFY I went to this class on perspective.  In the class the teacher started out by talking about how old we are in the Lord's time and then the same for President Hinckley.  And we figured out that President Hinckley was only a little bit older than 2 hours.  Then he explained that if we think of our hard times and trials on this time table it will be so much easier to bear.  We can realize that they will all be over soon and just be a small part of our past.  He also told us that we signed up for these trials.  And we looked at them and thought that we could definitely handle them because it was short time.  For example those who have terrible accidents or mental disabilities all looked at the Lord and said sure I can handle that, I mean it will only be a few hours.  And most of us don't have trials that long or that devastating.  This idea really hit me hard.  It made me realize that our trials really are "only but a short time".  If we look at everything this way it makes life so much easier and enjoyable.  And also just treasure time so much more.  I mean time comes and goes so fast!  We just really need to make sure we are treasuring all our time here and love life more!  It is so wonderful! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-4640279488697979160?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/4640279488697979160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=4640279488697979160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/4640279488697979160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/4640279488697979160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-just-thinking-about-how-time-can.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-7914992343210168446</id><published>2008-11-15T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T02:08:51.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beatles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6fVsHYYBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/J1OWhzkG_ao/s1600-h/beatles-the-the-beatles-1192706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6fVsHYYBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/J1OWhzkG_ao/s320/beatles-the-the-beatles-1192706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268823809038245906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought I would do a quick post to portray my love for the Beatles.  They are my absolute favorite music to listen too!  Everyone has some music that takes them to their happy place, and mine is the Beatles. Anytime I just need a little lift I crank up the Beatles and I am already happy! It is wonderful!  If you don't have some music that does that for you I highly recommend looking into it! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-7914992343210168446?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/7914992343210168446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=7914992343210168446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/7914992343210168446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/7914992343210168446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/beatles.html' title='The Beatles'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6fVsHYYBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/J1OWhzkG_ao/s72-c/beatles-the-the-beatles-1192706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-5348434101045161791</id><published>2008-11-14T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:58:16.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Celine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6bMnfpvzI/AAAAAAAAADs/fXKy0tJ4zbg/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6bMnfpvzI/AAAAAAAAADs/fXKy0tJ4zbg/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268819255132536626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6aLx4y0LI/AAAAAAAAADc/82ekCtyC93U/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6aLx4y0LI/AAAAAAAAADc/82ekCtyC93U/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268818141230846130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madeleine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6Yd2pA8BI/AAAAAAAAADU/Hkza47djhhA/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6Yd2pA8BI/AAAAAAAAADU/Hkza47djhhA/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268816252721229842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR423JJXVgI/AAAAAAAAADM/i1_C2HeOMpM/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR423JJXVgI/AAAAAAAAADM/i1_C2HeOMpM/s320/DSC00244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268708935045961218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Marianne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR4z7aseFdI/AAAAAAAAADE/ynp6YufsaFo/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR4z7aseFdI/AAAAAAAAADE/ynp6YufsaFo/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268705709941200338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR4zYy19HUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Q2b0dH9RZpI/s1600-h/IMG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR4zYy19HUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Q2b0dH9RZpI/s320/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268705115128012098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR4yVgMxwcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1PgpIPIArOI/s1600-h/DSC00358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR4yVgMxwcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1PgpIPIArOI/s320/DSC00358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268703959072227778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of us Together Forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR4xaeqpxrI/AAAAAAAAACs/d3imgjLQRqo/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR4xaeqpxrI/AAAAAAAAACs/d3imgjLQRqo/s320/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268702945048381106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-5348434101045161791?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/5348434101045161791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=5348434101045161791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/5348434101045161791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/5348434101045161791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_14.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR6bMnfpvzI/AAAAAAAAADs/fXKy0tJ4zbg/s72-c/IMG_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-2140678524190738716</id><published>2008-11-14T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:58:43.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So above are the pictures of my siblings that I am going to talk about!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I decided to write a little about my family because I am about to go home and visit them and they are also a big part of my life.  I am the oldest of 8 kids.  Seven of which are girls and then there is Dan, our one and only boy!  I am just going to talk a little about each of them in order. They all really just make me so happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; First I will start at the end, with my littlest sister Sarah, who is 4.  She is about the cutest thing you will ever see!  She is four and just as sassy and opinionated as they come.  She doesn't miss a thing either.  She always knows exactly what is going on around her.  I will never forget the first time I talked to her while I was at BYU the first thing she ask was "How are all the boys?".  Haha She is the definitely the light of our family! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Next there is my sister Lauren, who is 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is an absolute sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is really smart and loves school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I remember one time her teacher told us that she actually ask for more homework!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She also has a wonderful sense of humor and is pretty much the perfect girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Next is my sister Marianne, who is 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is in second grade and loving it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is loves her teacher and is doing well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Marianne is quite special because she possibly does the best horse noise I have ever heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It is awesome! And also she actually thinks she is a horse at times, which is pretty amazing too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is very fun and keeps us all in touch with nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Then there is Emily, who is 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is in the 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; grade and the smartest one there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is a very hard worker and is majorly disappointed if she doesn’t get a 100 on every test!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I wish I had her motivation, and out look!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is also the one who keeps us all in line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is always reminding us of the things we should be doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is a wonderful part of our family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Then there is Madeleine, who is 13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Madeleine is amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I have never received better advice from anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Even though she is younger, she is the most down to earth and perceptive girl I have ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is also smart and works hard at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I mainly love her so much because she is the nicest girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She seriously would not hurt a fly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Then there is the boy of the family, Dan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dan is 14 and just learned how to drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He is also the best boy I have ever met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He is just so near perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He is a genius that made a 32 on his ACT as a freshman, and is striving for a perfect score!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He also does the best in all his classes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He also has this dry sarcasm, which is the best to be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mainly he is just the nicest guy ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;He is very considerate and loving to all those around, even though he is sometimes not great at showing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Finally there is Celine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is 17 and absolutely the best person ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is my best friend and I miss her dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She has gotten me though it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is the rock in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;If I ever need anything I know I can call her and just talk to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;She is always there and if the best advice giver/ comforter around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;On top of that she is smart and just beautiful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It just amazes me how wonderful she is every time I am in her presence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;And I think about daily how much I wish she were here to be with me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-2140678524190738716?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/2140678524190738716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=2140678524190738716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/2140678524190738716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/2140678524190738716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-2257127819424671459</id><published>2008-11-10T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:30:21.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preference 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our BYUSA group = so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Me, Ryan, Ben, Liz, Ian's date, and Ian)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8S3XfLGbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Eto18enVmrA/s1600-h/n1052984081_30216482_706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8S3XfLGbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Eto18enVmrA/s320/n1052984081_30216482_706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268950831453641138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah we are pretty cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8SyHQWtYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LJjDdksB_BM/s1600-h/n1052984081_30216502_9910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8SyHQWtYI/AAAAAAAAAEs/LJjDdksB_BM/s320/n1052984081_30216502_9910.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268950741197174146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha this is Ben and me trying to take a perfect picture with our legs out behind us... Apparently, I didn't have the coordination!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8SrAbvwBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UEhAhDdEpn0/s1600-h/n1052984081_30216483_1889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8SrAbvwBI/AAAAAAAAAEk/UEhAhDdEpn0/s320/n1052984081_30216483_1889.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268950619106820114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of us together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8SjQ7ESoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iLIg2DkFdWU/s1600-h/n1052984081_30216495_3070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8SjQ7ESoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/iLIg2DkFdWU/s320/n1052984081_30216495_3070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268950486094203522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our High School Musical Picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Lance, Chelsea, Jeff S., Me, Ian, Erin, Jeff H., Michelle, Josh, Kim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8RPbVPblI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sN3_-vXv2a0/s1600-h/DSC01182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8RPbVPblI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sN3_-vXv2a0/s320/DSC01182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268949045779328594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were a pretty intense group...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8QtGmTLOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v6ust6L5pis/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8QtGmTLOI/AAAAAAAAAEM/v6ust6L5pis/s320/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268948456098180322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we can all strike a pose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8QY3VIzKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jL1uqvvr5Dg/s1600-h/DSC01172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8QY3VIzKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jL1uqvvr5Dg/s320/DSC01172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268948108402281634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls were gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8QJ0WqmAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/US30LcubQAE/s1600-h/DSC01153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8QJ0WqmAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/US30LcubQAE/s320/DSC01153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268947849905346562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this last weekend was preference!  It was a blast!  On Friday night I took Ben Gardner and had a fabulous time volunteering/ ice skating/ playing break the ice with him!! Then Saturday night some girls in our ward got together and asked some guys from our ward.  It was so much fun!  I took Jeff Skanchy and had an amazing time!  There are some pictures as proof of our fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-2257127819424671459?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/2257127819424671459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=2257127819424671459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/2257127819424671459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/2257127819424671459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/preference-2008.html' title='Preference 2008'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SR8S3XfLGbI/AAAAAAAAAE0/Eto18enVmrA/s72-c/n1052984081_30216482_706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-4154432600937115972</id><published>2008-11-05T00:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:38:31.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFWf61IB7I/AAAAAAAAABM/LBHPtuZ1CRw/s1600-h/n1210740336_30183955_9659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFWf61IB7I/AAAAAAAAABM/LBHPtuZ1CRw/s320/n1210740336_30183955_9659.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265084545740834738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the product of many hours of hard work for the BYUSA "Enchanted" dance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-4154432600937115972?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/4154432600937115972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=4154432600937115972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/4154432600937115972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/4154432600937115972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-was-product-of-many-hours-of-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFWf61IB7I/AAAAAAAAABM/LBHPtuZ1CRw/s72-c/n1210740336_30183955_9659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-2927826299405554658</id><published>2008-11-05T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:38:48.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFWOUiyIWI/AAAAAAAAABE/gXxwjTNvW50/s1600-h/n1210740336_30183979_6873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFWOUiyIWI/AAAAAAAAABE/gXxwjTNvW50/s320/n1210740336_30183979_6873.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265084243405578594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True Blue Football! Whoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-2927826299405554658?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/2927826299405554658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=2927826299405554658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/2927826299405554658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/2927826299405554658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/true-blue-football-whoot.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFWOUiyIWI/AAAAAAAAABE/gXxwjTNvW50/s72-c/n1210740336_30183979_6873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-1907936128432731006</id><published>2008-11-05T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:39:03.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFVuDQaItI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Tmy4MqY2EMk/s1600-h/n1455780096_30046040_7662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFVuDQaItI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Tmy4MqY2EMk/s320/n1455780096_30046040_7662.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265083689009291986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our sweet gangsta group for Halloween&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-1907936128432731006?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/1907936128432731006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=1907936128432731006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/1907936128432731006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/1907936128432731006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-our-sweet-gangsta-group-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRFVuDQaItI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Tmy4MqY2EMk/s72-c/n1455780096_30046040_7662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-7973204884879528516</id><published>2008-11-04T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:39:18.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRDG9g-a-dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FT_ak4sExro/s1600-h/n692078455_1132222_5730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRDG9g-a-dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FT_ak4sExro/s320/n692078455_1132222_5730.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264926724522179026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our group after the mud football game! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-7973204884879528516?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/7973204884879528516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=7973204884879528516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/7973204884879528516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/7973204884879528516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/SRDG9g-a-dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/FT_ak4sExro/s72-c/n692078455_1132222_5730.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-9067235763625998183</id><published>2008-11-04T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:10:04.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend</title><content type='html'>So this last weekend was Halloween weekend!  It was probably one of the best Halloweens that I can remember besides the fact that I wasn't able to take my little sisters trick-or-treating.  It is so hard to see pictures of them all dress up and having fun and realizing that I will never get that time back with them.  But it is a great knowing that they are at least having fun!  Anyways our ward had a dress-up dance on Tuesday night and it was so fun!  My roommate Erin and I dressed up as gangsters.  It was so fun because we wore boxers, guy pants, guy shirts, and flat billed hats! I must admit we felt quite manly! :) And the dance was just fun in general to see all the crazy/sweet costumes that everyone had!  Then we also ask guys to preference with pumpkins.  They had to dig through the pumpkin and find pennies with the letters to our name on them and then spell out our name.  It was probably way more fun for us then it was for them!  I asked a guy in my ward.  It was slightly awkward because he is just someone random that I know likes to dance.  Like he didn't even have my number! haha  But either way I think it will be fun (or I hope)!  So on Friday night, Halloween night, we went to a guy's house from our ward.  It was really fun because it was basically a ward activity and we watched an Alfred Hitchcock movie, North by Northwest.  It was awesome!! Then on Saturday I went on a peaceful bike ride up to Orem and back.  I love these Saturday morning bike rides I have been taking.  They are a good workout while also relaxing and thinking.  Then I went to play mud football in a field behind one of the guy's houses in our ward.  It was possibly one of the most fun things I have ever done!! We got COVERED in mud from head to toe!  The mud fight at the end was the best! Then after that extravaganza we had a surprise birthday party for another guy from our ward.  It was also very fun and quite a success!   Next I went slack-lining.  This was so much fun!  I have done it one time before and I have kind of lost my grasp of it a little, but we plan to go back soon!  And then we went to watch the BYU vs. CSU football game at my roommate, Michelle Peterson's house.  It was also wonderful because first off there were a ton of people from our ward there which was so fun! And then second off it was a realllly intense game, where we ended up winning! Not that I would know much of how awesome the game was, because this guy from my ward taught me how to do a backflip during at least half of it! But I can now proudly say that I can almost do a backflip alone on the trampoline after about an hour of work! I am still completely set on getting it down as soon as possible!  Anyways and then we ended our wonderful weekend by watching the movie Hook with a group of people.  And then of course we had fast Sunday which are my favorite Sundays of all! So this was just a near perfect weekend and I love my ward! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-9067235763625998183?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/9067235763625998183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=9067235763625998183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/9067235763625998183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/9067235763625998183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-weekend.html' title='Halloween Weekend'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4777720192397612581.post-8772549093931566797</id><published>2008-08-17T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T19:06:59.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Rookie</title><content type='html'>So I have never had a blog before, but I am going to give it a whirl so that I can keep loved ones updated.  I hope to make this a current and informative snapshot of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4777720192397612581-8772549093931566797?l=rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/feeds/8772549093931566797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4777720192397612581&amp;postID=8772549093931566797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/8772549093931566797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4777720192397612581/posts/default/8772549093931566797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rebekahcoenen.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogger-rookie.html' title='Blogger Rookie'/><author><name>Rebekah Coenen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802986508361955332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ZQwjChHgrQ/Sn-J3B7wnKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/POI2JZ066nY/S220/DSC02436.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
