Mille Grant

FINDING HOPE IN INFERTILITY

An old Celtic legend says daisies represent cheer.

In Norse mythology, the daisy symbolizes new beginnings.

Romans believed daisies to be a symbol of transformation.

For me, daisies are a symbol of hope.

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"Hope" is the thing with feathers by Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –

That perches in the soul –

And sings the tune without the words –

And never stops – at all –

And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –

And sore must be the storm –

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm –

I’ve heard it in the chillest land –

And on the strangest Sea –

Yet – never – in Extremity,

It asked a crumb – of me.

IT'S YOUR TURN NOW

We'd love to hear your story of struggle and how you found hope when it seemed all hope was lost. #HopeDay

"Hope" is the thing with feathers by Emily Dickinson

“Hope” is the thing with feathers –

That perches in the soul –

And sings the tune without the words –

And never stops – at all –

And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –

And sore must be the storm –

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm –

I’ve heard it in the chillest land –

And on the strangest Sea –

Yet – never – in Extremity,

It asked a crumb – of me.

Our Story

Daisy: A symbol of hope

Someone recently explained to me that hope can be surmised by the phrase, “I can get to there from here.”

I’m not sure what your struggles are, but I am sure that they exist. “Here” for you might mean divorce, death, illness, abandonment, financial struggles, job loss, broken relationships, or mistakes. “Here” might mean mental illness, a faith crisis, feeling alone or unsure of the future. “Here” might mean unfair treatment, feelings of worthlessness, car troubles, quarantining from family (even during the holidays), or feeling like you don’t fit in. … READ MORE

Our Beginning

I’ve thought a lot about how to start our story. It technically began in the 7th grade when my brother dared me to tease Garret (a stranger at this point in time) by calling him “Garebear.”

I could say it began when we first started hanging out. Well, we weren’t really hanging out. We were just tagging along with our older brothers who happen to be friends. We mostly just laughed at their quips and blushed when those quips were directed at us (“Garret, when are you going to man up and date my little sister?”). … READ MORE

OUR MIRACLE BABY

If you read my last blogpost, you’d know that I essentially proposed to Garret because I wrote him a letter while we were on religious missions in different parts of the world, telling him that I wanted to get married in June 2018 (four months after I’d return home). Some people applaud at that story, some laugh, and some slightly disapprove. Regardless of your reaction, if you know me, you’re not surprised at all.

I’m a planner and a go-getter. In the same post, I mentioned that I also asked Garret on our first date! (Poor Garret. He never really had a choice. My dad teases that I was a cavewoman that knocked him… READ MORE.

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About us

Garret Grant

Garret is a USU MIS graduate that’s passionate about computers, business ventures, and discussing ideas. He was nicknamed “the lighthouse” because his warmth and light welcomes everyone in.

Mille Grant

Mille is a half Dane, half American that’s learned to laugh through life’s trials, probably a skill she picked up being raised in a culturally diverse house. She’s a USU marketing graduate.

Calvin Grant

Calvin defied all odds when he joined our family. He’s a clever two year old with three dimples that melt everyones’ hearts. He’s a perfect mix of dad’s intentional thinking and mom’s “tell-it-to-you-straight” attitude.