Thursday, June 14, 2012

this summer

This summer I'm recuperating from my roller coaster of a life. That means going home. Thank goodness because home is the most healing place in the world and I need some healing. I'm going to work, go to the gym, hang by the pool, read some books, take some virginia drives, be with my friends, be loved by my family, babysit some kids I adore, explore dc, go to baseball games, shop, and again, just heal.

I couldn't be more excited and I couldn't possibly need it more.

I always find another piece of me, walking down these old familiar streets, thank God for hometowns, and all the love that makes them go round... and all the faces that won't forget you, and when you're lost out in this crazy world, you got somewhere to go and get found. Thank God for hometowns.

Monday, June 4, 2012

it's my party...

... i can cry if i want to.


Last year for my birthday I was all about celebrating the day to it's fullest because of how incredible the last year had been. I'm not quite sure I felt up to doing the same this year. 

If we're comparing life to a roller coaster, the last year has been the part where you're screaming through the loops and drops and turns and not sure whether to laugh, cry or throw up.

There have been a lot of unexpected life-changing and life-defining moments this year. None of which have panned out quite the way I thought they would. I'm frustrated to say the least. 

So for my birthday I wasn't feeling all that festive and all I requested really was some love.

Boy did everyone deliver. My mom sent out a call for love and I was overwhelmed to the point of many tears by all the love. There were notes from old family friends, my best friends, family, my extended (even non-blood) family.

So many sincere, thoughtful, encouraging and inspiring letters that I so appreciate as my world seems to be constantly and drastically altered. Over the last few weeks I have been in awe of the outpour of love and understanding I've received from those around me. Love notes, thoughtful texts, patience with my venting, understanding of my tears, a place to stay, consoling my fears, and so many helpful hands.

So yes, I cried on my 22nd birthday. But thank goodness I put frustrated and sad tears aside and instead cried tears of immense love for everyone in my life. I'm so grateful that Heavenly Father has placed so many incredibly amazing people in my life to look out for me when I have needed it the most.

"Thy friends do stand by thee, and they shall hail thee again with warm hearts and friendly hands" D&C 121:9