And also:
"I love this crazy tragic, sometimes almost magic, awful beautiful life."
It's a little before midnight, but most of my roommates are already asleep. Honestly, even though I proudly hold the title of Resident Insomniac, I might join them soon, because the weekend has been kind of crazy. On Wednesday I sent an email to my Breezy, the girl I've been closest to for the longest time. When we both got accepted to both BYU and BYU-I, the hardest choice we've ever made was parting ways. In a way it was good for us, as hard as it was. Anyway, I sent her a quick email letting her know what was going on in my life, and that everything hadn't been all peaches and cream lately. She got the email in the afternoon, immediately called my roommie, settled things with her classes, and arranged to come visit me for the weekend. Within 24 hours she was in Rexburg, and I was so excited I thought I was going to burst. It took all of a couple hours to readjust to how we'd each changed, but in almost no time we were finishing each other's sentences, making random animal noises to express our emotions, and giggling at secret memories. Breezy did her homework while I went to class, and we were able to spend the rest of the time just talking. I guess life has been kind of scary for the both of us lately, and we needed the confidence that comes from years of knowing each other better than we know ourselves. On top of that came the long walks that are our trademark, whether it be around the meadow and lake at home, up and down the beach, or through the gardens and up to the temple. How I'd missed them!
Luckily, my roommates quickly fell in love with Breezy and welcomed her back anytime, which is good for both of us. Turns out 200 miles isn't too big of a separation after all. It was sad to see her go this afternoon. Luckily, the miracle of modern technology means I can talk to her whenever I want.
Which fact segues nicely into Mother's Day! Why, you may ask? Because modern technology also allowed me to see my mother's beautiful face via Skype today, along with my dad, sister, and dog (now if only we can discover a way to let me pet my dog from 1000 miles away...). Hopefully modern conveniences won't fail me, and the letter and gift I'm sending in the mail with get there quickly and safely. Maybe next time I write I'll post a picture of what I'm sending her, because it's so cute and I'm in love with it, but mom reads this, and I want it to be a surprise. I'll post a picture of something I really want though:
Anyway, Mom, because you'll likely be reading this eventually, Happy Mothers Day, know I love you and am so grateful for all you've done for me. I wish I could have been there to spoil you and pamper you to no end, but a small blip in my blog will have to suffice.
There was a bit of excitement today at church. See, last week my Bishop had discussed being the Relief Society Music Specialist this semester. Of course, I agreed, no big deal, and today I was sustained for it in Sacrament Meeting. A minute or two later, though, my name was called again as a member of the Temple Committee. I looked to the Bishop in confusion, but stood and was sustained for that as well, sure that a mistake had been made. When I talked to him before being set apart though, he said it was no mistake, they had simply forgotten to ask. This will make me one of a very small number of students with two callings this semester, but I'm sure I'll love them both. If nothing else, it just means that soon I'll get to attend the temple regularly, which will be amazingly awesome. I mean, have you seen this building?
Finally, I shall wrap up this ridiculously long blog entry with my new motto:
For the record, I'm also currently obsessed with:
Crackle nail polish
Wearing multiple watches and hunting for 'new' ones at DI
Denim jackets
Mail/ Writing Letters
Have a great week everyone. Much love from Rexburg,
Katie Helen
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1 comment:
I found your motto sign at Target ... how serious are you about getting it and how much wall space do you actually have?
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