Sunday, October 6, 2013

Where I got my name


My full name is RaeAnn Horsley Hurst. I was named after a barn. Interesting story really.

I am the first of 10 children born to my parents. When I was born the Vietnam war was going on. My dad had joined the navy to help support his young family and pay for his education. A few months before I was born, mom and dad were stationed in Washington State. One day they were driving through the countryside and saw a barn with the name RaeAnn written on it. They had discussed the name DeeAnna if they had a girl, but realized that RaeAnn would be both my grandmother’s names put together. My maternal grandmother is named Naomi Rae Young and she went by Rae in her adult years. My paternal grandmother is named Anne Sweeney.

When a daughter was born to them, my parents decided to name me RaeAnn Horsley. The story goes that grandma Horsley never really felt like I was named after her because my parents spelled my name the way it was written on the barn instead of adding an ‘e’ to the end. Soon after I was born, they returned to that barn and took a picture with me, the barn in the background.

When I had my first child, a daughter, I decided to honor grandma Horsley by giving her the middle name Anne. Amberly Anne never knew my grandmother, but hopefully my grandma appreciates her namesake.

As a teenager I had some friends that started calling me Raymond to tease me. Pretty soon I stopped fighting it and just accepted it. I remember one time going to the mall with my friends and having one of them call me over to look at some clothes. She said, “Raymond, come see this whatever.” I responded by coming over and seeing what she was looking at. Then I heard a little child say to her mother, “Mom, they called that girl Raymond.” We got a good laugh out of that.

As an adult, my close friends will sometimes call me Rae, and I don’t mind it at all, but when I hear people I don’t know well call me Rae, it bothers me. I’m pretty much RaeAnn to most people.



The barn I was named from

Getting to Know Me

I have been a terrible blogger. I can barely get myself to upload pictures let alone write about my awesome experiences and feelings. I need to repent. I am feeling strongly that I need to start seriously working on my personal history. I appreciate my dad for taking the time to write his. So many wonderful experiences, stories and lessons that he has written down have blessed me and also my children. When mom and dad left on their mission they spoke on family history. Dad spoke about writing our personal history and I promised myself I would do that before they get home from their mission. That is only a little over a year away and I figured I'd better get started. I am commiting on my blog to this goal. I will write it in word and share exerpts here as often as I can. 


senior pictures 1985

Monday, May 13, 2013

Red Rock Relay

Another fun year at the Red Rock Relay Moab. This year we are dedicating all of our relays to Sherri who is battling breast cancer. She is our inspiration. Sherri Strong is what we chant when the run gets hard. Love my family and love being healthy with them.















Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Happy Birthday to my awesome son Jeffrey. Love you boy.


Adrenaline Rush

Adrenaline is powerful. I ran at the pond this morning and just after mile 2 I was coming around a corner near the wooded area and had just enough light to start seeing details. I noticed a dark object about 20 ft from me. Then I noticed a white stripe down the middle of the object and what looked like a tail sticking up. Needless to say I was off that trail and down by the pond with my face turned away pretty fast. Fortnuately there were no smelly repricussions. I had felt ok during my run thus far, but the rest of my run I felt amazing and like I could go forever. A little adrenaline now and then is a nice change.

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Spring Break in St. George

spring break in st. george consisted of running, alot, laying by the pool, driving up snow canyon, shopping, hiking angels landing, the dinosaur museum, eating out, visiting with cammie and the harris family and plain old being warm. thanks for the pictures Janna.