Grateful Heart
Lately, my heart has been so grateful for all the things I have. I don't have a lot of money. I don't have thousands of friends. I have a family who loves me and cares for me greatly. I have best friends who always support me. I have funny flirting stories of baby animals and baking bread. I have the gospel in my life that consistently brings me joy. I have a chance to get my education that I love. I have my jobs that provide me with the best experience. I have the chance to go home and visit my friends and family and spend some time in California. I am going to hike Mount Timp on Friday and watch the Olympics. I am just awed by the opportunities and friends that the world presents me with. It is like everyday, god gives me gifts.
On a side note, I have learned to accept my weird quirks. My flirting and dating stories are so unusual. One of the many things I have learned this summer is to be myself and just be my goofy, unusual self. I don't do anything normal. I do everything weirdly. I even make up my own words like weirdly. I have learned that the person who will marry me must appreciate my weird and unusual sense of humor.
Recently, I flirted with a boy to get his number by asking his bread recipe that he made. It was delicious bread. I came home with a bread recipe, dough enhancer, Sister Faren's phone number ( the lady with the bread recipe), and his number with a potential date to go to a poetry reading. Really? Why can't I be normal and just go to dinner on a date instead of go to a poetry reading? haha.
Alas, I am grateful for who I am. That may sound weird, but I am embracing the fact that I am very different. That is what makes this world wonderful. My friends call me the biggest dork. I know that I am the biggest dork. I think I got it from my dad because my dad is the biggest dork. His favorite joke that he tells me that makes me laugh so long is this: Two polar bears are in a bathtub and the other one says "Pass the soap, radio". I know that the joke dosen't make sense. It is not meant to be funny, but in my mind, it is the funniest joke because my dad told me it. So, I am grateful for this summer, I can get so caught up in academics and grad school, that I lose my goofiness. I feel like my goofiness has caught up with me and I am just purely ridiculous. I am grateful for my friends and family acceptance of my ridiculousness because it makes me realize that we are all different for a reason.
And I am grateful for the chance to live with my best friend this summer. It has been such a insightful and fun summer. Me and my best friend have different problems and issues and we have learned to understand each other. There was a moment where we did not get along at all, but we have gotten past that. I am grateful for the experiences where we can struggle and gain new perspectives. I really have realized that trials are a chance for growth. Me and my friend have separate trials but we both experience trials and we can help each other. I know this is really mushy. I am a mushy person, so deal with it.
I am so grateful for this summer. It has been exactly what I have needed for a while. It has been a mixture of bonding time with my family, friends and ward, flirting, water fights, late night talks, trials, joys, sleeping in, work, play, growth, hiking, camping, crazy adventures, parades, rodeos, boating and testimony strengthening. I can say that my testimony has been strengthened that God has a plan for me and you and you and you. I know that for certain. I know that we have no need to worry when we put our hands in the Lord and trust in him. It is the scariest thing to do to just let go and not worry. We want to be so self sufficient and do everything alone without any help. I think being self-sufficient is good but allowing help from God and others is necessary. So don't be afraid to ask for help from God, because he is always there wanting to help you. This summer has been perfect, and the good news is that it isn't over yet. Provo is what I needed to learn how to let go and trust. Life is good.
On a side note, I have learned to accept my weird quirks. My flirting and dating stories are so unusual. One of the many things I have learned this summer is to be myself and just be my goofy, unusual self. I don't do anything normal. I do everything weirdly. I even make up my own words like weirdly. I have learned that the person who will marry me must appreciate my weird and unusual sense of humor.
Recently, I flirted with a boy to get his number by asking his bread recipe that he made. It was delicious bread. I came home with a bread recipe, dough enhancer, Sister Faren's phone number ( the lady with the bread recipe), and his number with a potential date to go to a poetry reading. Really? Why can't I be normal and just go to dinner on a date instead of go to a poetry reading? haha.
Alas, I am grateful for who I am. That may sound weird, but I am embracing the fact that I am very different. That is what makes this world wonderful. My friends call me the biggest dork. I know that I am the biggest dork. I think I got it from my dad because my dad is the biggest dork. His favorite joke that he tells me that makes me laugh so long is this: Two polar bears are in a bathtub and the other one says "Pass the soap, radio". I know that the joke dosen't make sense. It is not meant to be funny, but in my mind, it is the funniest joke because my dad told me it. So, I am grateful for this summer, I can get so caught up in academics and grad school, that I lose my goofiness. I feel like my goofiness has caught up with me and I am just purely ridiculous. I am grateful for my friends and family acceptance of my ridiculousness because it makes me realize that we are all different for a reason.
And I am grateful for the chance to live with my best friend this summer. It has been such a insightful and fun summer. Me and my best friend have different problems and issues and we have learned to understand each other. There was a moment where we did not get along at all, but we have gotten past that. I am grateful for the experiences where we can struggle and gain new perspectives. I really have realized that trials are a chance for growth. Me and my friend have separate trials but we both experience trials and we can help each other. I know this is really mushy. I am a mushy person, so deal with it.
I am so grateful for this summer. It has been exactly what I have needed for a while. It has been a mixture of bonding time with my family, friends and ward, flirting, water fights, late night talks, trials, joys, sleeping in, work, play, growth, hiking, camping, crazy adventures, parades, rodeos, boating and testimony strengthening. I can say that my testimony has been strengthened that God has a plan for me and you and you and you. I know that for certain. I know that we have no need to worry when we put our hands in the Lord and trust in him. It is the scariest thing to do to just let go and not worry. We want to be so self sufficient and do everything alone without any help. I think being self-sufficient is good but allowing help from God and others is necessary. So don't be afraid to ask for help from God, because he is always there wanting to help you. This summer has been perfect, and the good news is that it isn't over yet. Provo is what I needed to learn how to let go and trust. Life is good.
"Pass the soap, radio." It is so not a joke, that it is hilarious. I have a motto to love and laugh easily. Your dad's non-joke had me chuckling for several minutes.
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