Thursday, December 31, 2009

The Brow wrote out her goals on her blog and inspired me to make a list of my own (I think this is the same way this happened last year...I'm telling you, we are gonna be friends for life!)

So I've been thinking a lot (I know...that's nothing new) about who I am and where I want to go and I've surprised myself with how different I actually am. Thanks to my Heavenly Father for chipping away at the pieces I didn't like about myself, thanks to my closest girlfriends (and Jesse) who chip away or build up areas, and thanks to myself for accepting the change and having a better attitude about rolling with the situations.

All in all, I'd say 2009 was a tumultuous year for me. Some highlights:
*One of my roommates had to be hospitalized, which showed me that I know how to handle a crisis and when the going gets tough, I stand and fight for the people I love
*I moved into a new house (only to be kicked out again due to a wedding proposal!)
*I had a summer full of small improvements to my faith
*I took out my endowments (a feeling I never want to forget)
*I made my own halloween costume! (I'm not crafty so this was exciting for me)
*I aced my finals
*I stuck to my goal of attending the temple once a month
*I made mistakes, but I can admit them and know how to improve them
*I accepted hurt from a close friend and instead of pushing away, I dug my heels in and forced myself to take the 'grown' up route

Now to some these may seem insignificant, maybe even to most. But to me, these were the defining moments of my year. These were the areas that I needed to fit myself a little more into the mold of Amber.

2010 is going to be another wonderful year...my fingers are tingling as I think about the changes my life is going to take. I am almost finished with school...Three more semesters and I will officially graduate with a Pharm D. I will be moving to Charlottesville in the spring and for the first time I will have an apartment by myself. (A fact that both terrifies me and excites me) I will be applying for Residencies and have the opportunity to go to another state. I guess you could state the ever cliche quote: The world is at my fingertips and I just need to grab it.

So for the goal part of this post:

1. Take time for the Spiritual Things. This involves reading scriptures, ensigns, and talks daily. It involves going to the temple once a month-more if possible. It involves paying attention all three hours of church and taking as much as I can on Sunday's to fill my spiritual cup for the week. This is always a goal...it's the most important goal, because without it I am not happy and without it life is a constant struggle.

2. Let things go. Life is meant to be happy and enjoyed, its difficult to do this if I hold onto the little things that are insignificant. People can only be who they are, not who I expect them to be-so I have to let it go.

3. Participate in more crafts. I enjoy doing things: scrapbooking, knitting, embroidery, quilting. Now I just need to do some things! My goal is to start grandma's scrapbook (just start...because its going to be an emotional one) and to complete at least 3 other crafts.

4. Be Prepared. No more lollygagging in my tasks. No more procrastination. (At least attempt it anyways!)

5. Budget. This is critical considering I am going to be living on my own and that it is almost time to start paying back student loans EEEEEEEK!

6. Be healthy. I hate the goal of losing weight...I always feel like a failure. So instead I just want to continue being healthy. That means exercising 2-4x a week, staying away from lots of processed foods, and not eating gobs of food (except for on girls night...cause that is what girls night is all about!)

7. Put myself out there. Now I don't mean this to be taken wrong. I just like my comfort zones and that keeps me from trying new things. I did better this year-I asked some guys out, I tried new activities, and I enjoyed them. So I guess that means I need to do the same again! There needs to be time to date and time to do things (so I guess I better keep on goal number 4!)

8. Love. For anyone who knows me, this is always a goal in life. I honestly believe love is the healing balm of everything. So it makes the list again.

Those are the big ones. There of course will always be small ones throughout the year...but for now: Happy New Year and good luck to all your goals!

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Tonight is my last night with my Papabear, for this trip anyways. And my heart is so full. I can't believe how loved I am-its nights like these that I use to create my image of our Heavenly Father's love, Nights where I sit with my Papa and we converse about the hard stuff.

My Heavenly Father loves me-there is no doubt in my mind about that. If he didn't I wouldn't have such wonderful people in my life to show me what love is all about. Tonight as we had dinner my Grandfather told me how proud he was of me and more importantly how proud my Grandmother was of me.

This trip was hard. I don't know what it was about this Christmas, but I missed her more then last (that is not saying I didn't miss her last Christmas, because last Christmas was awful-but for some reason I missed her even more) I missed her presence, I missed her smile, I missed her.

Tonight, my Papa asked why and admitted that he lost his Faith when my Grandma died. I didn't know what to say-how could I tell him her death made my faith stronger? Especially since her death has made us so much closer. We talk now, openly; we share and we are involved. I like being with my Papa; I love being with him. But I still wish she were here. I want my cake and I want to eat it too.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Its amazing how blessed we are as humans. Especially since we are humans.

I fail over and over again. I fall short constantly. I give in to the natural man way to often.

But despite my failings, despite my short comings-Heavenly Father still blesses me-with friends, with family, with tender mercies. The gospel is true, the atonement and the plan of salvation are our only way to eternal happiness.

I hope each of us can reflect on the beauty of the gospel this Christmas season and remember that the true gift of Christmas is eternal life and the blessings of family, friends, and love.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

I know Thanksgiving is usually a season of Thanks...but I am so blessed and so grateful right now for the beauty in my life that I have to share my thoughts.

This Christmas season I am grateful for:
*Family-the up's, the down's, the all arounds. Without Family, I wouldn't be the person I am today and my life would be void of a lot of love
*California-there is something about this state that centers me, that reminds me of who I am and where I want to go
*Snow-seriously it's not Christmas without the white, fluffy stuff
*Mint Tea-it warms my body and my mind
*Sticky-wet kisses from Langdon and Devin (I hate not having them everyday); also hugs and love from my princesses (Ava Marie, Lizzy, and Mia)
*Jellybeans...even if they make me sick cause I eat to many
*My mom...seriously...she really is funny and she loves me more then anyone I know
*Stephanie Brooks-she is my level when I need to come back down from a rant and see the full perspective
*Jessica "The Brow" Donbrosky-I couldn't ask for a better girlfriend, she really means a lot to me
*Heather Anne-my soul-friend. nobody knows me better and loves me more
*Jesse Swift...we'll leave it with the dots
*Sassy-my personal heating blanket and my comfort during the night
*The gospel-nothing drives me and blesses me more then my faith and my commitment to my covenants
*Service (Seriously...the world needs to get on the bandwagon)
*Great books and a warm blanket (or a pink snuggie-take your pick)
*Chantal-my sister and the only person to ever 'bite my bum'
*Answers to prayers...specific and personal answers to prayers
*Papabear's memories (and his comfort level with me to share these beautiful memories of the person I miss most in this world...)
*My Aunts (they are all special in their own way-AND NOT IN THE SHORT BUS WAY!)
*All of you and SOO much more

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Guess who got A's on all her finals!! And managed to get A's in every class but one?! Oh that's right!


ME!!!

Friday, December 4, 2009

I'm done!
Vegas tomorrow morning
Idaho on Tuesday
California next Sunday!

HELLO CHRISTMAS VACATION!

Monday, November 30, 2009

Shh...I am not really here...Finals start tomorrow EEEK!
I just really needed to share this (or to remind myself that this is my goal in life)

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;

O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.

For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Goodbye blogging world! Well only for the next three weeks...Finals start a week from tomorrow so I am giving up all my online addictions to make me a better student! See you all in 3 weeks! Loves!

Monday, November 9, 2009

Answered prayers are wonderful. Even when they catch you off guard or are answered in a way slightly different then what you expect.

I have to start by saying that I am beyond blessed. I will get to certain people who I couldn't be without, but I am blessed in general by the people in my life. I am blessed because of temple covenants. I am blessed because of my faith and I am blessed because of my desire and attempt to be better. I often fall short-but I am blessed because I have the atonement to make up for where I fall short.

I started this past weekend spending time with Chantal and my 3 little princesses. It doesn't matter how I feel when I get to her house, by the time I leave I am overwhelmed by the number of sticky kisses and tight hugs I get, by the good food I eat, and by the instant uplift in my spirit. Chantal, Pam, and I re-decorated Chantal's bedroom in this peaceful, serene setting and just to feel a paint-roller in my hand rejuvenated me some!

Then on Sunday, I offered my heart and prayers to my Father in Heaven. This morning, the answer came with such a whirlwind that it caught me off balance. I am ready for this new change in life. It won't be easy-but I am ready and like most of the important things in my life, things are just falling into place so easily.

I love how the gospel works in my life like that. Its how I know that I am doing the right thing. Its how my stubborn brain relinquishes control and puts my complete faith in God's hands. Despite the amount of pushing and stomping that occurs within myself, I will always be blessed by the knowledge that I am a daughter of God and that he, in his infinite wisdom, will work out my life in his own time.

And just when I think I am about to break, the Lord sends the sweetest and most tender mercies. This time it involved a two phone calls from home. The first from my Bestest, the girl who sees me in all my states and loves me regardless. The second from a very special Papa-Bear who kindly informed me that he thinks his Baby-Bear is in fact a 'softy, softy' like the Pilsbury Dough Boy and that he wants to poke me so I will laugh (because apparently my laugh brings him joy). This of course made my day, because my Papa-Bear means the world to me.

To close, I love this quote and I think I need to embrace it a little more-
"Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma-which is living the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary." -Steve Jobs

I love this quote if you make it more doctrinal...follow your heart and intuition (follow the pure love of christ and the holy ghost and you will become as the Lord would have you become)

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

I love the temple. I love the spirit. I love knowing that when I leave the Temple I will be drained from everything because the spirit is so strong there. I also love that despite the fact I am drained mentally, I am completely full of knowledge of the truth of the Gospel and of God's love. The temple is such a glorious place. I am so grateful for my temple covenants. For the opportunity I have to be reminded that all trials are for our own benefit, that Heavenly Father is only trying to make us more like him.

I had a rough week...but it was all worth it to feel the way I felt yesterday at the temple. And now I have 34 days to finish up this semester and I will get to go home and rejuvenate my spirits with my family and my best friend.

I am almost done. 30 days and this semester will be over. That means one more semester until I am done with classes. One more semester until I start rotations and the beginnings of my career. I cannot tell you the joy I have being able to say that. I am so glad I went to school...but I am so ready to be done!

34 days people. 34 days and one semester.

Saturday, October 31, 2009

I feel locked in my head, because honestly its the only way to deal with any of this-honestly. How do you open your mouth about things like this? Things that you know people will look at you and say, "Oh I am so sorry.", but the second you leave the room you know that they will think to themselves, Oh its such a shame or its a sad state of affairs.

I don't expect people to understand. Their lives are very different from mine in every aspect. But sometimes, just sometimes, I wish that I could be normal. That I could fit the cookie cutter mold of what life should be like. Instead I am forced to ride out my emotions in my head. To keep them locked away, because no one could really ever understand how hard it is to lock all this away and act like I'm perfectly fine.

I'm going to the temple sometime this week. That's my goal for myself. Because at least there I am closest to my Father in Heaven. And in that sacred place, I know someone understands.

Friday, October 30, 2009

I had a huge test on Monday and so Tuesday I took a mental health day and it was wonderful. I think I did well on my exam, but only time will tell. After my exam, I got to have dinner with the Karlinsey's and it was awesome to see them. Then Ash-Bur and Ashley Mclean came over and we had a girls night. We made our favorite treats. I made these praline pumpkin bars that were to DIE for...they were delicious. Seriously if you love pumpkin you have to try these bars (just note that they are FULL of calories)
Wednesday I went to Barnes and Noble and got my winter reading list (considering that school is winding down for the semseter, it is time to read!) This is a list of my new books, they all look wonderful and I am really excited about them:





On Thursday I started feeling nauseous and the nasty bug inside my stomach won't go away and it is getting old. I hope that I feel better by tomorrow cause I am going to Anne's Edgar Allen Poe party tomorrow and I am super excited about my costume. I am going as a heart in a cast-iron box...wait for the pictures...its going to be awesome!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

in a sea of shifting values
tossed on every wave
while the winds wail around me
i will not be afraid
to call out for captain
to calm the waves in me
when i stand a little taller
it's only then i finally see
i stand in holy places
protected from the storm
anchored safe in harbor
though my sails are ripped and worn
i stand in holy places
and i will not move
until the captain comes and says well done
he is the hope i hold on to
in holy places

there is a harbor in his holy house
an anchor in his grace
that steadies in the waves of doubt
and in every holy place
no matter where i travel
his spirit's guiding me
with the lord as my captain
there is a peaceful port in me
i stand in holy places
protected from the storm
anchored safe in harbor
though my sails are ripped and worn
i stand in holy places
and i will not move
until the lord has come and says well done
he is the hope i hold on to

i stand in holy places
protected from the storm
anchored safe in harbor
though my sails are ripped and worn
i stand in holy places
and will not move
until the lord has come and says well done
he is the hope i hold on to
in holy places

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

My butt has been in overdrive work mode...and its a dang good thing cause I am super behind on watching lectures for classes PLUS I have three exams next week! EEEK! I always forget how crazy October gets for school. Its kind of a bummer because I LOVE fall and I have to miss out on most the fun activities because I am locked away in a COLD, DARK library!

I am going to the temple Saturday! I cannot wait. I really loved conference. I felt like every talk answered the questions in my heart and mind. I have a stronger desire to do better on my commitments spiritually because I know the impact that the Lord has on my life. I also know that putting Him first causes everything to fall into place. That natural man is a pain in the butt...but Imma beat him.


Saturday, October 3, 2009

I loved the saturday sessions of conference! I honestly felt like every talk was directed at me. Seriously, each one fit one of the areas in my life that I have been searching for direction and answers. I am so grateful for modern day revelations and for a Prophet who carries the mantel of God; a prophet who is inspired and dedicated, who radiates love and compassion, and who embodies Jesus Christ.

Favorite quotes thus far:

-"The suffering we experience is a valuable, if painful school for improving our own actions."
-"We need to consistently do more and become better"
-"Declare your witness, your testimony to your parents and family"
-"Though we are incomplete, God loves us completely; though we are imperfect, God loves us perfectly; though we are lost and without a compass, God's love encompasses us."
-"Real love does not support self destructive behavior."
-"Do the best you can, all that is within your reach."
-"It is possible to achieve the impossible, it is possible to find true happiness now and forever."
-" The Savior is there-reaching out-asking us to change."

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

October is going to be my spiritual feast...and I really need it so believe me when I say I CANNOT WAIT!!!

First weekend: General Conference
Second weekend: The Group's Temple Trip (The Group being anyone who wants to come, but specifically including The Brow, JJ, and East Coast Curtis (ECC))
Third weekend: Stake Temple Day (Ward Temple Trip)
Fourth weekend: I'll find something to make it spectacular!


I have had a really uncomfortable feeling recently and I couldn't quite place my finger on it...then I had someone show me a quote and it suddenly made sense:

“TO GET YOU FROM WHERE YOU ARE TO WHERE HE WANTS YOU REQUIRES A LOT OF STRETCHING, AND THAT GENERALLY ENTAILS DISCOMFORT AND PAIN.”

Monday, September 28, 2009

Wow. I have not blogged in FOREVER! It's been crazy busy. I had to go to California for my little sister's wedding (yes I have a sister...its complicated) but before I left I had to take 2 exams and then today I had a huge therapy exam. So needless to say my head has been stuck in the pharmacy books.

I just finished reading this book (The Peacegiver) and once I get it back I will share some quotes/thoughts. It was an amazing book and if you are looking for a book on the atonement that will really move you...well READ IT!

I am really super excited about conference this weekend. I don't really have any exams next week (okay so I have one...but its pharmaceutical ethics...) so I am going to be able to watch all of it! YAYAY!


Thursday, September 17, 2009

Today, on my last connecting flight to California, as we were getting ready to land the pilot came over the intercom and informed us that we were carrying home a fallen soldier. There were two honorary escorts on the flight to bring this soldier home. The plane broke out in applause and tears for the young boy who died fighting for our freedoms. As I got off the plane, I saw the escorts with another group of soldiers preparing to remove the casket from the plane. As I sat there with tears streaming down my face all I could think of was, "Well done thy good and faithful servant"

Now I don't know anything about the soldier who died. But it doesn't matter-he died fighting to protect the freedoms which I hold dear-ones we all hold dear. And as I think about all the other many men and women who fight everyday on our behalf, I hold my hand to my heart and I am indeed grateful. I don't care what your political beliefs are-I just hope that as you read this you will take the time to say a prayer for each soldier and take a moment to say thank you for all the ones who have died fighting for us.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Just a reminder to myself:

JUST KEEP SWIMMING

and a extra special thank you to The Brow-I needed that boost.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

I went to the Temple today-it was my first time back since I took out my endowments. It was still as beautiful and sacred as the first time. I think I prepared to many things to workout in my heart and head that weighed down my brain, but it was still so important. I love the temple. I love the clarity it brings. I love being taught over and over again. I love being reminded of my covenants.

Most of all I love being reminded that I am a Daughter of God. I think sometimes the world tears women down so much that we forget that simple, yet absolutely necessary trait about ourselves. My friend Arianne made me this CD and on it there is this song that I have listened to almost every day the past two weeks-and every time I do it brings me to tears. That was my favorite part the first time I went through the temple and today I was again reminded that it brings me such comfort, such joy, such love.

Do you understand who you are?
Part of the Father lives in you.
And if you continue on this path
Every promise God has given will come true.

Heaven on earth, in the House of God so much fills your heart and mind.
Woman of great worth, woman of promise, daughter of the divine;
Pure and holy, in a long white dress
You promise forever and you are blessed.
And the Father looks down and the angels surround that place.
They know the truth—all that you can do
And you do too, 'cause you have eyes to see
What heaven sees in you.

Along with this song, there was a section in the BOM that I couldn't stop going back to in my personal studying this week. Inside the temple, I read the verses again and it made sense. I guess my lesson for the temple was to remember that Joy comes through and in our Father in Heaven and our Savior. I am beyond grateful for the love of my father in Heaven. I am grateful for my family and friends who support me constantly. I am grateful for my roommates: for Sarah because she is my partner in crime-my confidant and my friend; for Stephanie because she loves like me and reminds me its okay to be human. I am grateful for the temple. I wish everyone could understand how close we can actually be to our father when we are in the temple. I would give anything to be in the temple every day-it is the one place I know without any doubt that my Father hears me and is constantly there. If only everyone could know that.


Friday, August 21, 2009

Have you ever hated your head? I don't mean the actual head that rests on your neck and shoulders. I mean the head that can't ever stop thinking that can't ever be still.

Well I hate my head. In case you all wanted to know. I love our new house...I love the spirit. But I hate how all my stuff in my room is all over the place. I feel claustrophobic. I've never had my room this small-crammed with all my stuff. So its weighing down on my head.

Add to that the fact that I need a really good breakdown. A wholesome cry; one that will allow me to deal with the choice my heart finally made. One that will help me to forgive myself for fighting with my mom. I need to cry and let it all out, but can't ever do it because there is always someone at my house. I am starting to feel claustrophobic throughout my whole house (which isn't really even my house and that stresses me out more-not that Stephanie hasn't let us make this our home-its just the principle that she owns it and we just stay here-Again I love my roommate and the person she is and the home she has let us call our own-I'm just letting some of the thoughts out of my head and into here)

Again-all of this is swarming in that beautiful HEAD of mine. I want to cut it off. Do I really need it? Because it just causes me so much grief and turmoil. (I need that wholesome cry-it really would help...)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

I'm reading this new book...I chose it because Steve Young stated that it was a profoundly helpful exploration into how the Lord offers to free us from the clutches of every impure thought, feeling, belief, and habit.

Now, I dont generally struggle with impure thoughts...and my beliefs seem to be right on track. But when I think about the feelings I sometimes have-whether they be fear, heartbreak, selfishness, abandonment, etc-I wonder to myself if sometimes I need to be freed from the clutches of these. I cannot count the number of times I have fallen to my knees begging my Father for more patience and more love towards certain people during certain times or begging to be rid of the obsessive thoughts that roll through the corriders of my mind.

I think a lot of times the feelings come from self percieved inadequacies or insecurities. Going to the temple really helped my self worth. The magnitude of love that I felt on that day cannot ever be described. The peace my inner mind was granted through sacred words is a miracle. And I wish that I could remember those feelings (or stay inside the temple) constantly. But it is not the easiest task to perform...that natural man is a real party pooper. And I would be lying if I said I was strong enough to kick him out of my life for good.

But what I love is that through the atonement, we all can slowly begin to win the wrestling match with the natural man. We all can learn a few more moves to pin him out of our lives for good.

"I am the way," the Lord declared. "After your tribulation I will feel after you, And if you harden not your hearts, and stiffen not your necks against me, I will heal you."

Friday, August 14, 2009

"There are moments in life when the heart is so full of emotion, that if by chance it be shaken or into its depths a pebble drops, it overflows."

This is my heart. I don't even know where to start with my experiences over the last few days. I don't know how to express my gratitude for the love that my heart has for everyone who shared my day. Nothing in my entire life has meant more to me then being in the Temple with the people who have supported me throughout this decision. I am overwhelmed with love for my Grandma and Chantal-who stood by my side through every part. I am so grateful to Beka, Arianne, Jessica D., Jessica G., and Joseph for preparing me and then being there in the Temple. I'm grateful to those who came but did not come in, or to those who came but had problems along the way. (My Mom, Sarah, Orin, Pam, Evan, and Melissa) And finally, to Dan-the boy I have loved with all my heart for 8 years. The Man-friend that loves me best.

I am forever grateful to all of my friends who supported this decision. "Life is partly what we make it and partly what it is made by the friends we choose."










Wednesday, August 12, 2009

I love to see the temple..I'm going there today. I'll covenant with my Father, I'll promise to obey.

It is s silent in my house-other then the sounds of nature outside my kitchen window. Everyone is snuggled in their beds scattered throughout the house. I have been awake for hours. My heart pitter-pattering with excitement and full of emotion. I don't know what it is like to be an emotional pregnant woman...but if it is anything like the cup of emotions I have this morning...Wow.

My cup is so full right now; it is on the verge of running over. How amazing our Father-in-Heaven's plan is-such simplicity and beauty lies in this plan. I've always known in my heart that this was right, but recently its more then right for me...it has become my everything.

Today I enter the temple. Today I take out my endowments. Today I finally accomplish the promise I made to myself all those years ago. The gravity of that accomplishment makes my cup spill over...it is better then any other goal I have set for myself. It defines me. It provides great happiness-and while I know it is not an end point, it is a great check-point.

So in the last few moments of silence I have this morning, I have to say: Oh sweet the joy this sentence gives-I KNOW THAT MY REDEEMER LIVES.

Friday, August 7, 2009

I got a phone call today that disoriented me...

The boy I have loved for 8 years is flying into town to go to the temple...with me...

Can you talk about tender mercies of the Lord?


Thursday, July 30, 2009

I have seven days until my Grandma gets here, eleven days until my mom gets here, and twelve days until I go through the temple!!

Monday, July 27, 2009

My friend wrote this awesome blog entry and I really loved this piece. Probably something I should learn a little better...


When you are focused on one thing then you may overlook something better. It may not seem better right away, but you have to remember, guys are just like girls in the respect that they are looking for someone too. They can make the same mistakes that we make. If you aren't dating a guy, haven't even gone on one date, don't you dare put everything you have into it. Because if it falls through, if he decides to go for someone else, it will hurt like a break-up when you weren't even dating.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

"The best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others."
-Ghandi

I have always been one to say that if my life sucks I should go and serve another. It's almost my die hard motto. This does not mean that I succeed at it, nor do I manage to get out of my rut sometimes to actually serve. What it does mean is that I know that through the service of others we heal ourselves.

Thursday morning I set out with a car full of people and bags. We headed west for six hours. Drove into the deep center of the Appalachian Mountains. I was heading out on a trip that I have been excited about for months. I was participating in a program called RAM (Remote Area Medical). This is an outsourcing program that goes to remote areas with high populations of uninsured, under-insured, unemployed, or under-employed people and provides medical and dental care. I went as a student pharmacist to gain practice in my community outsourcing. I spent four days waking up at 4am to arrive on-site by 5; by 5:30 I was in Triage shuffling patients through as fast as my partner and I could go. I talked with patients, did their work-ups, and then sent them on their way. I worked until I was physically exhausted; by the end of the day I had enough stamina to eat and shower before I fell into my bed in a deep sleep.

My one goal for this trip was to know that I had given my all to help these patients. At the end of the day today, as I changed from my soaking wet clothes, I looked at my partner and we both smiled. We knew we had given our all. The drive home was almost impossible. We were all so mentally and physically tired that I never thought we would arrive home safe.

Now that it is over, I wish I could go back. Throughout the days I earned the name of smiley because even at 5 in the morning I was smiling for my patients. When I think about how some days it seems like a chore to put a smile on my face because the world is weighing me down it makes me sad. It makes me determined to strive a little harder to serve EVERY day. Life is so easily put into perspective when you are in the service of your fellow being. True joy and happiness comes from that service. I hope that as I start my week tomorrow, I can find at least one person to serve each day.

Monday, July 20, 2009

We claim the privilege of worshiping the Almighty God according to the dictates of our own conscience, and allow all men the same privilege, let them worship how, where, or what they may.

I read this article of faith yesterday in Relief Society and for some reason it struck something deep within my core. I couldn't shake how important and necessary this particular article of faith is. Today I found out why.

I've been preparing for quite some time now to go to the temple. It has been a long, drawn out, and rigorous process. It took months of deep, sincere prayers and studying of multiple references and scriptures. I have a testimony of how sacred and how important the covenants made in the temple are; and I knew that I would not be able to go to the temple until I knew I was ready. A week prior from yesterday, I set my date. I met with my Bishop and we decided on a temple date. It was not a decision I came to lightly. It was a decision I made with respect and complete reverence. It was a decision that I will cherish forever.

That all being said, since I have made my decision the opposition in my life has increased ten fold (just as I knew it would). I have been struggling with things that I didn't think would be an issue. And today, today I faced the biggest one yet. Today, that article of faith became my shield and my strength.

After weeks of avoiding my old roommate and all the sadness/pain/frustration I have felt since moving out, I went to meet with her today. I did not want to go, but I went because I knew that it had to be settled. I went because I wanted to try and make it right in some sense of the word. Things were fine for the first fifteen to twenty minutes, however, things quickly took a turn. One minute we were discussing frustrations over the move-out, the next minute it flipped and we were discussing religion. Things were said that I will not repeat. Things that hurt more then I could ever express. I was told that my beloved Book of Mormon was wrong and evil; that it simply couldn't be true.

I was speechless. I couldn't string together thoughts. My blood was boiling within my body, but my spirit refused to engage. I tried to explain my faith, I tried to make it clear that I know with EVERY fiber of my being that this church is true. I know the Book of Mormon is true. I don't need scientific proof or historical proof. Faith is not proven through logic; faith is learned through experience and through trusting the Lord. Nothing I said would get through, so I ended it and left.

And then I remembered that tender mercy of the Lord that I was granted yesterday. The one that I didn't quite understand at that very time and place. The one that makes perfect sense now:
I claim the privilege of worshiping the Almighty God according to the dictates of MY OWN conscience. And I allow all men/women the same privilege.

I stand firm in my decision; I am going to the temple on August 12th and it is the right decision. I know this church is true. I know that Joseph Smith had an answer to his prayer; that he was a prophet of God and that he restored this gospel. I know that the Book of Mormon is true. I know that the teachings in it are important and that it, along with the Bible, testifies of Christ and his love for us. I know that the pathway to righteousness goes through the temple. I am humbled to stand on that pathway and walk his way. I know opposition is going to be strong, but I will not alter my course. I will prove myself herewith and someday kneel at my Father's feet.


Sunday, July 19, 2009

I'm so confused at the mixed signals I'm getting across the board. Its frustrating. And painful.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

I feel like I let someone down. I can't shake how awful I feel about the whole situation. I want to talk to this person...to somehow set it right. But I also know that they need their space and that when they are ready to deal they will let me know.

But that is hard for me. I want to fix it...to deal with it. I really care about this person; I value their friendship and presence in my life.

Somehow something went wrong and both of us were let down. And I hate this waiting game.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Where Oh Where Do You Start When the World Looks So Amazing from Every Perspective?!

"When you set your sights on the temple, EVERYTHING else falls into it's proper place. It may not be the way you want it to be, but it will turn out the way it is supposed to turn out."

This weekend was a tumultuous ride to say the least. I've been back home from my trip to the west for almost a week now and I have had a very hard time coming down from all the stress (be it the prior preparation stress, the stress while there, the stress of leaving on good terms, and the overall stresses involved with coming back home). There have been a lot of things weighing down on me mentally which has made it difficult to sleep at night. By Friday, I had had it. I spent the entire day being anti-social and avoiding all people. There were people I was supposed to call but couldn't bring myself to do it.

Saturday I worked all day and then went to hang out with the Brow. We had an awesome time (at least I did) being girlie and painting our nails. Then we made the decision to go see the movie My Sister's Keeper (we had both read the book and really wanted to see the movie)...we were also both greatly disappointed in the ending...but that's not important. After the movie, we ended up sitting in my car in her driveway talking. For some reason the Brow and I enjoy having deep meaningful conversations in the car. Anyways, we talked about a lot of important stuff through the evening and it left me with lots to think about...

By Sunday morning I was crawling out of my skin. I knew that I couldn't avoid these issues anymore. It wasn't an option. But what I didn't understand was why it was so hard for me. At church, the sacrament talks were right on point. They were so amazing and the spirit was so strong. After sacrament I snagged the Bishop for a very important conversation-when that was over I was on a spiritual HIGH! Church continued and it was wonderful. My roommates and I came home and had TONS of people over to eat Breakfast and play games. After everyone had gone home for the night, I got a phone call. It was one of the people I was avoiding. It was one of the conversations I didn't want to have....but I couldn't avoid it any longer.

So I had the conversation. And this huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. Even better, we both understood one another and finally let go of all the hurts. It was exactly what I needed to end my amazing day.

I am so blessed. I am so grateful to be in this gospel. I am so grateful for the knowledge I have, but even more so for the eternal perspective my Father in Heaven holds. I am grateful for Sundays, for their restorative effect. I am grateful for two wonderful roommates who uplift and support me-who literally bring me joy. I am grateful for more then I can express right now. And I am overwhelmed with love for not only my Father, but everyone in my life. I'm excited that I set my date. I am ready. And even though challenges will arise over the next month to deter me...I will make it through.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

"Country Roads Take Me Home"

To the place I belong! Wow. So I've been back a few days recuperating from my amazing trip home. I am very surprised at how wonderful it really was, but then I shouldn't be because I went home very prepared (thanks to those who helped on Monday night).

I have Tons of pictures so I will update this post with them in the morning! But for now...sleep!

Just Thinking Outloud

It's just another simple
Voicemail message
I'll pick you up and we'll do
Dinner by the fire
And we'll just watch it snow
It's from a year ago
Baby, I love you
And I can't wait to see you tonight
I've been thinking about you
All day long
She pushes nine to save
But still can't erase 'cause --

[Chorus]
It makes her feel close
Makes her smile
It's like he's with her almost
Til the tears take over
She's still in hell
But she tells herself
She's ready to let him go
'Cause that makes her feel close

It's just a worn out
Notre Dame t-shirt
She's gotten mad
And tried to throw that thing away
At least a hundred times
But she's got it on tonight
He used to wear it on the weekend
Just runnin' around
Probably forgot he even left it
behind
She says it keeps her warm
Oh, but it's so much more

[Chorus]
It makes her feel close
Makes her smile
It's like he's with her almost
Til the tears take over
She's still in hell
But she tells herself
She's ready to let him go
'Cause that makes her feel close

Monday, June 22, 2009

I'm going home tomorrow....AGH!!

Here are some pictures from our trip to the zoo!









Monday, June 15, 2009

When Leaving the Zoo, Start Running towards the Parking lot,Yelling 'Run For Your Lives! They're Loose!'

My friend Katie sent me this awesome email, it was a list of 13 things you could try to release stress...the tag line just stuck out to me. (I'm taking my girls to the zoo on Friday and as I was reading it I had the mental image of Sarah and I running holding the girls and screaming...I literally burst up laughing outloud)

It's been a really amazing day and nothing significant has happened. But my heart is full of love and I just feel at peace. I spent the morning working on tasks for my Regional Calling, my Compassionate Services Calling, and working on my research. Then I went to work at Walgreens (where only two people smiled...seriously). On my way home I called and talked to my brother.


Words can not express how grateful I am for this new chapter in our relationship. I've always wanted to be close with my siblings and for various reasons over the years it just never worked out. But now that Adrian is 18 and more mature, we talk and have these awesome conversations. He even took 2 days off from work so that he could spend time with me when I get home next week! I'm excited to be going home, but as always there is a feeling of caution and unease. Hopefully it will be an exciting trip and we will be able to make some good memories. If nothing else, my brother and I will steal one of the cars and hit the road on our own!

Yesterday was also beautiful. I love good Sundays. I mean Sundays are always good, but yesterday was one of those Sundays that leaves you feeling good for the rest of the week. I did the early morning snuggle fest with my roomies (we lie in bed and talk about silly stuff), then we all helped eachother pick out cute outfits for church! (I know I keep saying it...but I love our new house and the new roommate to death) Sacrament was really moving, there were only two speakers but the lessons were about obedience and the happiness that comes with it. Then the lesson in D&C was fantastic. By relief society, I was overwhelmed with the spirit. The lesson in relief society was beautiful. We talked about temple ordinances (specifically the work for the dead) and my heart overflowed because someday (very soon) I will get to do those ordinances for my Grandma. (Wasn't she silly? Man I miss her every day)


After an emotional relief society, I went to my Regional meeting, and then Joseph, Isaac, Sarah, Stephanie, and I made dinner and watched Anastasia. I love ending Sundays surrounded by people I love. I hope I never grow out of that. Honestly, I hope that my life will be filled with people I love. I think that is why today was so peaceful and beautiful. Because in the end it doesn't matter what I accomplish if I don't love first. "The more you care, the stronger you can be."

And if that doesn't work out...I guess I'll have to leave the zoo running and screaming ;)

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Boys and Kittens are SILLY

I spent last night hanging out with some friends from church. We played games and shot some pool and it was tons of fun. People trickled out all through the night until there was only me and three guys left. For almost 3 hours I played pool with three of the silliest boys EVER...my sides still hurt from all the laughing. Classic silliness: Brad knocking the wall and dropping everything off the shelf (breaking some poor helpless bird figurine) and Jordan winning EVERY game (until the end when Joseph finally won) and finally Joseph's commentary on my shots. It was tons of fun...but I am super tired (no more late nights for this girl...yeah right)

So then this morning I wake up to talk to my new roommate (who I absolutely love-seriously she is a complete breath of fresh air in my life). Here the two of us were, sitting on the floor talking about even more silliness of boys, ie. the fact that they like you for EVER, but never tell you cause they are scared (only to find out when they do finally admit it-you have liked them all along) I told Vanilla (the new roommates nickname) that I just wish the boy could come up and say, "Hey! I like you...You like me? Great!" Wouldn't that make dating so much easier?! (Maybe instead of waiting on the boy I like I should do that...yeah right)

So anyways here we are sitting on the floor and my silly Sassy (who absolutely loves the new house) comes over to play. Vanilla and I decide to give her catnip...It was hilarious. We put the catnip in the lid of the container-which then ended up on Sassy's head...it was awesome.

So anyways...I have a lot of stuff that I could write about-but honestly I just want to keep it silly because life needs silliness sometimes.

Pictures of Sassy...look how much she has grown! Silly Boys and silly kittens....




**Here is a video of another silly boy...I wanted to put it on facebook but I am afraid he will get really mad...so I'm putting it here instead...


Sunday, June 7, 2009

The Promised pictures!! Starting with Spring break until the activity this past weekend...I'm posting only the best so enjoy!

Heather and I at the St. George Temple for Spring Break

Climbing Rocks in St. George Utah

Meeting Up with old Mission Friends in Provo

Being Crazy with Heather at a Papa Roach concert

Papa Roach himself...otherwise known as Jacoby Dakota Shaddix

Heather and Sarah and I (crazy that my closest girlfriends became friends on this trip!)Hangin out with Corey at a Saving Abel concert (isn't he a hottie?!)

The Magnificent DC Temple (it is my temple that is for sure) Heather and I can't even be normal at her dad's wedding...sheesh

The new roommates (trust me...we couldn't be happier)

Nate can't resist taking pictures of himself when he has a camera

Barnyard Games involve lots of sweaty people....



Last but not least, my favorite boy ever! Wish he wasn't traveling in Europe for 3 weeks...I really miss my friend :o(
So there you have them. Hope you enjoy them-especially that last one...its definitely my favorite!

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Today would be my Grandma's Birthday. Today has been really hard. Its been a little over a year, but I still ache for her. I want to hear her voice, to see her smile, to feel her hugs. I miss her smell. I miss her. I want to tell her my stories, make her laugh. I want to hear her say that she is proud of me. I want to hear I love you. I know that I will see her again someday...and most days thats enough. But for today it just hurts. Today someday is to far away.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

THE BEGINNING OF MY SUMMER READING LIST:









Don't worry....thats only for this month...I have TONS more

Friday, May 29, 2009

I haven't updated in forever because life has been jam-crazy packed! Heather came and stayed with me for a week and a half. We had such a blast-I'll post pictures soon. She came in late Wednesday night and we got dinner with Steph and Sarah. Then we went back to my house and Orin came over. Darn young kids-they stayed up til 3 and kept picking on me cause I was dozing by 1am! Then we just spent time shopping and hanging out with different people over the week. We had an amazing experience on the last Thursday of her trip.

We went to the DC temple to do baptisms and it was absolutely breathtaking. The spirit was so strong and moving. All the temple workers were so excited to have us there and they shared such fascinating stories. When we were done we walked around the temple to enjoy its beauty. Both of us had experiences that we talked about on the car ride home and both of us got really emotional.

Then Friday we drove down to North Carolina for Heather's dad's wedding. The drive was very long and by the end of it we were both a little loopy. Saturday was the wedding and it was a very simple but beautiful ceremony. Heather and I both got choked up by her dad (and he made me cry even harder later because he shared with me that I will always be his adopted daughter and kissed my cheek).

I left North Carolina early Sunday morning to try and get back in time for church...I made it-but got pulled over right outside of Richmond and had a nasty cop give me a nasty ticket...Now I get to go to court and fight it because he definitely wrote me a ticket for way over what I was actually going.

The rest of the week has been spent packing and working. Trying to get ready for our move tomorrow! The whole thing is really bitter sweet. I feel like I am saying goodbye to an old portion of myself and walking towards the new person I am hoping to become. Its really hard and I don't know if anyone realizes the impact that moving out is having on me. I know it is for the best-but Sushi is still my friend. And I love her. I don't want our relationship to change-but these past few months have changed both of us. I know me leaving is hurting her and I've hurt her a lot over these past few months. I never wanted that for our friendship, but I also had to make a decision that still makes me sick to my stomach. It didn't change how I look at her as a person or as a friend. But it did change the way I look at myself and the steps I take to care for my friends. And I have to step back now and re-evaluate if those steps are healthy for me.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

I was asked to speak in my new ward today. I promised a friend I would post my talk since she missed it...so any ways...here it is:


I want to start today by telling you about my Grandma. Her hair was golden and her eyes crystal blue; she had a smile that could light up any room and probably made a few guys weak in the knees. Upon a closer examination of this woman, anyone could see that her knees showed permanent scuff marks and her hands, although still beautiful, were rough and calloused. Her face up close was wrinkled from many days of laughter and also from a few moments of sorrow. However, it was not her appearance that made her so beautiful. Her heart-one probably made of solid gold-was the thing that made her gorgeous. She was a person that constantly loved. She held hands when support was needed; she pushed when it was time to grow; She acted as a lighthouse to many people, she guided those around her through the storms of life and stood as a beacon of love through the light of Christ. It was this light that made her beautiful. It is the light of a mother, the light of a grandmother, the light that Heavenly Father can bestow in each of us.

In a conference talk by President Thomas S. Monson he stated, “God could not be everywhere-and so he gave us mothers.” Each of us in this room has probably had some impact from a mother or grandmother and can relate to this quote. We all know in part the work that mothers perform and the love they can provide. And even though, we ourselves may not yet be mothers (or Fathers) we too can develop the qualities and traits of a mother-to help our Father in Heaven to carry out his work as President Monson has said. By obtaining these characteristics, we can become better home teachers, better visiting teachers, better friends, and ultimately better servants to our Father in Heaven. But how can we, as young single adults, develop mother-like attributes that will enable us to be mother-like and inevitably Christ like?

In my pondering of this question, I thought it best to gain insight from our leaders who set such wonderful examples for us. In Elder Holland’s talk, “Because She is a Mother”, he states that a mother strives to love God and live the Gospel, she pleads for comfort and guidance, she promises to be faithful, she shows compassion and forgiveness to others, she is meek and lowly of heart, she is determined, and she is often challenged and fatigued. From Elder Holland’s list and through further study, I narrowed my thoughts down to a few key traits that can help us cultivate the strength of a mother within our own hearts.

First is the principle of prayer. Nephi tells us in 2 Nephi 32: 9 that we MUST pray always. Prayer is not something that we should take lightly; prayer is our direct communication with our Father in Heaven. If we close that communication line, we deny ourselves his counsel and insight into our activities. When we stop praying, we also deny ourselves of a relationship with God. In my own personal life, prayer has been my saving grace. My personal and private prayers have taught me of God’s love and helped me to develop a deep a meaningful relationship with him. Without prayer, there is no possibility of such a relationship. Gandhi once said, “Prayer is not always about asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one’s weakness.” When we pray, we are closer to the Spirit and we are able to listen to its promptings more intently.

The promptings of the spirit can help us to develop the second trait, Charity. In her book, If Life were Easy, it wouldn’t be Hard, Sherri Dew states: “Charity is not an emotion or an action. It is not something we feel or do. Charity is who the Savior is. It is his most defining and dominant attribute.” The essence of charity can be summed up in the lyrics of the song, “Because I have been given much”:

Because I have been given much, I too must give. I shall divide my gifts from thee, with every brother that I see. I cannot see another’s lack and I not share my loaf of bread, my roof’s safe shelter over head, that he too may be comforted. I’ll show love to those in need, I’ll show that love by word and deed

Charity is intertwined with love; in order to love, you must have charity and in order to have charity you must have love. Nephi declares that charity is a commandment: “the Lord God hath given a commandment that all men should have charity, which charity is love. And except they have charity they were nothing.” (2nd Nephi 26:30) Charity and love embody the nurturing traits of a mother. Mother’s are called to nurture and love, Elder Holland states that the call to nurture is not limited to a mother’s own flesh and blood-this is why a mother can take in others, can serve as a relief society president or a visiting teacher. We too can wield this power if we learn how to be charitable and loving. Remember, Charity NEVER faileth.

The last trait I want to focus on today is patience. Patience is defined as the state of endurance under difficult circumstances. This can mean persevering in the face of delay or provocation without becoming annoyed or upset; or exhibiting forbearance when under strain. Elder Neal A. Maxwell counseled that patience is tied very closely to faith in our Heavenly Father. In D&C 67: 13 we are told to continue in patience until we are perfected. Seems slightly daunting to me! I’m not sure if I’ll ever reach perfection-however, the more our faith in God grows, the more patient we can become. Like Elder Maxwell said, patience is tied to our faith…it is much easier to maintain patience when we have faith that our Heavenly Father will carry us through the storms. Patience for yourselves is most important. You are not expected to be the best; mothers are not expected to have perfect homes and perfect children. Elder Holland states: If you try to be the best you can be you have done all that a human being can do and all that God expects you to do. So be kind to yourself, be patient with yourself. You do not have to be perfect when it comes to developing motherly traits. You are going to make mistakes, Mother’s make mistakes and we aren’t there yet so we can’t expect to be better then they are!

The beauty that a mother possesses has probably touched each of you here today-I know that the mother’s in my life have changed my life forever. We too can have that impact in our own settings. We can develop motherly traits and use those traits to uplift and improve others. I believe Sister Hinckley said it best when she said:

“I don’t want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk’s lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor’s children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone’s garden. I want to be there with children’s sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.”

We are not required to be perfect-we are expected to live. We should be like the mothers and grandmothers in our lives, those with scuff marks and rough hands; whose faces are defined by laugh lines. We should love constantly, hold hands when support is needed, and provide encouragement. We should be a lighthouse-shining Christ’s light through our countenance to guide other’s home. May we all strive to pray earnestly, to open the lines of communication with our Father in Heaven; may we develop the Christ-like attributes of love and charity and remember to give because we have been given much; and finally may we all be patient with ourselves, allowing room for mistakes and challenges. I know our Father in Heaven lives. I know that he doesn’t expect perfection-instead he expects us to strive earnestly to be our best ‘selves’. I am grateful for this gospel-for the joy that it brings into my life and for the person it is molding me into. I am grateful for challenges and the knowledge and growth they bring. I am grateful for mothers, for grandmothers, and for the love that God has blessed them with. I pray that each of us can harness the attributes of a mother, that we can strive to be Christ-like and serve others, and that we can perfect ourselves through patience. If we can strive to do all these things, then we have done the best we can do, all that God expects us to do.

Thursday, May 7, 2009


I'm watching the new Michael J. Fox special on ABC. The man is purely amazing and if you've never read his book you should...its inspiring. This man maintains a positive attitude despite the fate that he has been dealt. He suffers from Parkinson's and the current drug regimen does not provide a cure, only a temporary relief from the shakes and staggering. But yet, Michael continues to push himself. He continues holding onto his faith to take risks. He does not let fear rule him. He pushes through his inadequacies. He remembers to be grateful and considers himself a lucky man.

If only each of us could have this type of optimism in times of trial. If only we could face our adversities with faith and courage. If we could hold our heads high and remember to be grateful that our Father in Heaven is molding us into his own likeness. That He trusts us enough to bare this load for but a small moment-and if we bear it well he will exalt us on high.

I write these thoughts mainly for myself. As a reminder. Because I get swept away in the day to day routines and forget my worth. I forget that I am a daughter of God and that is worth its weight in gold. I forget to be grateful that I am in school, that I have wonderful people surrounding me, that I am healthy, that my family is safe. I forget...but only for a moment. And then I snap out of it and I remember that I am so very blessed. And it is in those moments that my heart is truly full.

Like Michael J. Fox, I hope that I can keep my gaze upward. That I can maintain an optimist's perspective. Because having the gospel in my life is truly happiness, it is true joy.

“I can get sad, I can get frustrated, I can get scared, but I never get depressed - because there's joy in my life.” -Michael J. Fox

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

That nagging voice in my head just won't quit this week. I'm crawling out of my skin. I want to be home with my roommate. I want to be with the people that know me...that understand me.

Maybe I am just exhausted from rotations-its probably the exact reason.

But what I do know, is that I am tired of this nagging voice in my head that tells me I will never be worth it. And I am tired of it being confirmed over and over again.

Agh. I must to bed before I cry myself silly. Friday will come soon enough, then I'll be home with my Sarah. Then Heather comes next Wednesday. Girlfriends seem like the best remedy to my hurting heart.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.
-James 1:2-3

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

"If you take two steps towards God, God runs towards you."-The Life of Pi

Isn't it amazing that this statement is so simple, yet so profound. Human nature causes us to fight the against the faith we have. Its like the theory of chaos-we want to keep things ordered...but we can't because the law of chaos fights us. Similarly, our own human nature fights when we want to cling to the rod.

Its amazing to me what else our human nature causes us to fight against-even if it is something we innately want-we still have a hard time accomplishing it all. It can be as complicated as desperately wanting to connect with a friend but the human nature of pride gets in the way. Or it can be as simple as wanting to read your scriptures every day but the day to day stresses get in the way.

And yet, our Heavenly Father sits patiently waiting for us to just turn to him. And the second we do there he stands with open arms, ready to enfold us, to comfort us, and to shower us with blessings. I hope that each of us can strive a little harder to fight that human nature and cling a little stronger.

Maybe then we can read our scriptures a little more and maybe we can let go of the pride and find that closeness in that friend again.

Friday, April 24, 2009



I called Heather on thursday night...I told her that despite the fact I am doing okay, I need my best friend. She bought a plane ticket within the hour. She wont be here for two more weeks, but I am so excited to see her. (We just saw each other in March...but it seems like a lifetime ago)

I am so lucky to have a best friend in her. And honestly I cant wait for the long nights of conversation, the reassurances of the gospel that we both love, and above all the silliness we always seem to create. Looking back at the summer before my senior year, I would have never thought that I would find my friend for life with her. But Heavenly Father knew what he was doing when he set our paths together!

I am so grateful for a dear sweet friend like her.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Wow. Its all I can say. Wow. When things start to finally make sense, when you finally understand His plan a little more...WOW.


This mortal life can constitute a difficult journey, but the destination is truly glorious. Christ expressed this to His disciples: “These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.”
-Elder Quentin L. Cook


There’s always going to be another mountain
I’m always going to want to make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes I'm going to have to lose,
Ain’t about how fast I get there,
Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side
It’s the climb

The struggles I’m facing,
The chances I’m taking
Sometimes they might knock me down but
No I’m not breaking
I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I’m going to remember most yeah
Just got to keep going
And I,
I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on

In 5 days I will be a P3 (3rd year pharmacy student)....If I survive finals and everything else life throws at me! But I'm pretty sure that I'll be okay

And I'm loving the insight I'm gaining!

so yeah-I'm full of gratitude.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

It's been a very rough month. Everytime the dust starts to settle, some tornado comes back through my life. A very dear and special friend sent me this beautiful message today. I just had to share part of what she said in my blog because what she says is so very true:

The first thing that came to mind was a talk given by Elder Maxwell at BYU years ago, titled, "But For a Small Moment." He has a profound way of explaining timing and how all things are in the Lord's hands. He gently reminds us that as frustrated or weak or tired as we may be, there is One who stands by. Not idly, but lovingly, knowing that these are things that are shaping us to be His instruments and knowing that these situations we must face are part of His plan. He says:

"If God chooses to teach us the things we most need to learn because he loves us, and if he seeks to tame our souls and gentle us in the way we most need to be tamed and most need to be gentled, it follows that he will customize the challenges he gives us and individualize them so that we will be prepared for life in a better world by his refusal to take us out of this world, even though we are not of it. In the eternal ecology of things we must pray, therefore, not that things be taken from us, but that God's will be accomplished through us."

I know it's hard, I know it's difficult. I know you're being pushed to bounds you have never reached before. And I know you can't understand why in the world things don't seem to be working out how you thought they would or how you would like them to. But my testimony is that we all agreed to carry the cross we bear in our lives before we came down and in return God promised an added measure of support and blessings from him to guarantee that we would overcome this mortal experience. He knows what He is asking of you and He has never been more proud of you then at these moments when you fall to your knees and proclaim, "Thy will be done, " even when there are no answers in sight.

The Lord's path is not always what we seem to think we want, but it is always what we need. So staying true to my motto-Come what may with all these things and I will find a way to love them.