Bright Lights

I love who I am.  I believe in what I believe because it speaks to my heart.  I love art.  I love watching my own creations come to life.  I love short hair, knit hats, and cut off jeans.  I can listen to just about anything but I have a soft spot for up-beat music where the  acoustic guitar takes the spotlight.  I look forward to the times when I can get my hands dirty.  Every kind of weather is my favorite kind of weather because it speaks of the awe-inspiring power of nature.  Every ray of sunshine, every fallen leaf, every drop of rain, every wispy cloud, and every snowflake.  I love animals and want to do all I can to care for and protect them.  These creatures share this world with us, they are affected by our presence.  I love my family with all my heart.  I gaze forward to the day when I will feel such overwhelming love for one person that I choose to spend eternity with them.  I cry for the day when I will become a mother and raise children of my own.  I really like Oreos with milk.  I'm entranced by the glow of the hanging twinkle lights above my bed. Just like all of you, I am far from perfect.  I can be insecure and irritable.  I can never make up my mind and because I don't always know where my tangled emotions are leading me I tend to leave myself and the people who love me spinning in circles.  Disoriented and discombobulated we walk forward only to come crashing to the ground on top of one another.  And I know it was my fault, whether I meant it or not.  But I will always be there to pick up your pieces if you will let me.  Because if there is one thing I know, it is that everyone deserves a happy ending.  Each of you are in my life because I love you.  I promise you that I will never stop.  Ever.  

I am far from perfect.  But I'm making my way through this life step by step.  Every action, every interaction, every moment we ever experience leads us to who we have become.  This life is bright and beautiful.  It has its ups and downs.  But we must make the decision to accept the bad and appreciate the good.  When we can do that, our hearts will glow.  If you take a look around you and notice those people who've figured out, you will notice that they radiate the brightest lights of all.  

So let us shine on.

Blogging

I'm REALLY bad at it.

That's why this post is only 2 lines long...

So that you know I didn't die. (and by you I mean all of the 0 people who read my blog...)

Now it's 4 lines long...

Biology.

I think that, in order to have a full understanding of how different natural elements react to one another, I need to observe them in real life... I'm thinking: Beach.

haha ;) Who want's to come?

I'm Living in Hawaii

And things could not be going

...more perfectly...

Pretenses.

I HATE pretenses.

What should be said and shouldn't,

and worrying about what people might think if

I say something honestly, explaining situations

that apparently shouldn't be explained for no

other reason than,

"they are probably going to

think poorly of me because you

said you were babysitting

and couldn't come".

STOP WORRYING ABOUT IT!

Your sister isn't going to hate you because I tell

her how hard I'm working to pay my way through

college.

Why can't we treat each other like REAL people?

It's OK to have a life you know?

You don't have to worry about appearances with

everyone. ESPECIALLY family.

I hate pretenses.

Babies are special

Heaven is captured in a newborns eyes.

My little sister is a testament to the fact that the Savior lives.

She is two years old and she bears testimony of him on a daily basis.

but then...

She has even as an infant.

I have a picture of Jesus Christ sitting on my bedside table.

One day while I was watching my sister

who was very young at the time, not even a year old,

I took her down to my room and was standing with her

near my bedside table

making my bed one handed

And she suddenly was leaning forward, pointing,

And calling out.

Unsure of what she wanted I stepped closer

and leaned her forward to see what she would point to

She was pointing at the picture of Christ.

Tears filled my eyes as I handed her the picture

And she took it from me

And gave him a kiss.

Before she said hardly any words other than Mom or Dad

Sophie knew Jesus,

Of course we said Jesus's name on occasion but babies

usually learn through repetition, that's why it made more sense

for her to be saying Mom or Dad

But she knew him.

She kissed him every time she saw a picture of him.

And now today, Sophie has a picture of Jesus in her room

and no matter who goes to get her after she's woken up

in the morning, she always points to the picture and says

"Jesus Love's Me."

102 years is a LONG time

So, my great grandpa is 102 years old. I mean, that's super old, in anyone's book!

I think I can now officially say that I am not very old

and neither are your 40+ year old parents

or even your 70 year old grandparents!

They still have 30 years to go!

I just thought I would share that,

So now you can go tell your parents

that they still have quite a ways to go

No need for one of those midlife crisis's quite yet :)

Not much to say...

Most blogs become popular if you have something to offer...

Good advice perhaps?

A terrible happenstance?

Or maybe you are just cool like that.

I'm pretty sure no one reads my blog but that's OK

this blog is for ME.

A journal of sorts

So I'm going to start blogging more

just for me.

Even though I have

Not much to say...

So. Here I am backstage during yet another run of Pride and Prejudice... Thought I would post something. Someone said something to me that really inspired me, being the theater junkie that I am.

"This life is the best play that we will ever put on, so know your part and play it well."

BYU BABY!

soooooooo..... I GOT IN TO BYU! I am beyond excited!