Friday, June 17, 2011

A dear friend

I'm going to a wedding reception/open house tonight.  A friend I've known since 6th grade was married last month in Seattle.  Hooray for him!
When I returned home from my mission, we became really close friends.  After a brief falling out, we became even closer friends.  I came to rely on his wisdom, his calmness, and his assurance that everything would work out ok for me.  I trusted him with my insecurities and fears and listened to his in return.  When he moved to Seattle, we kept up our conversations by phone.  For a while.  But those conversations became less frequent as time went on.  I guess that's a pretty normal thing to happen in a long-distance friendship, but recognizing that loss makes me melancholy.  I found this poem online that kind of expresses how I'm feeling about this.  Maybe I'll write my own someday, but for now this one will have to do:

We Have Drifted

Remember all the times
we stayed up just talking about useless stuff
remember all the times
we used to call each other saying like wasn't enough

remember I was the one
you`d tell everything to ?
remember when
we always had something together to do

Remember all the laughs we shared
all the fights and crying we did in the past
Remember we said this friendship
would always last

No more do we share those laughs
no more do we share those cries
what was once such a great friendship has drifted
into two separate lives

I want to emphasize that I am so happy for this friend.  He has found love and held on to it and for this, his will have an amazing life.  We may not talk as much as we once did, but we will always be friends.

Friday, March 18, 2011


The solid shadow stalks me. 
Always following, I can’t shake its cold touch.
Its black shape makes me cringe. 
It dogs my steps and its pursuit is relentless.

They say that the darker the shadow, the brighter the light behind. 
That seems logical, but I haven’t been able to turn myself around to find out if it’s true.
Why is it so hard to look away from the fear that follows me? 
It threatens to overtake me.

But remember that the shadow only moves forward as I retreat.

I gather my courage.  I turn around. 
Walking forward into the light, I am filled with warmth. 
The darkness is no longer a concern. 
The light brightens my eyes, dries my fearful tears.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

I'm a Winner!

I totally won this today.  I NEVER win anything!!

Wednesday, March 9, 2011



"Nice crispy bacon.."

Old books, new books, good books.

Moving my body gracefully

 The way heels make me feel

A decadent cup of HoCho

Brand new hoodies


Motorcycle rides 

 Movies and the popcorn that goes with them


 Lake Powell sunsets

A good game of volleyball