Before I wrap up my week of wonderful women, a shout must go out to my lovely friends. The ones who know me for all my craziness and choose to love me anyways.
Alissa and I grew up together. We were the bestest of friends before we even knew what it meant. We played together, planned our grown up lives and loved the heck out of each other. She moved to Utah, but I love her still. She even got married (which is so crazy but so good!) and I am so amazed at who she has become.
Talana moved in when I needed someone more than anything. Alissa had just left me and I was an insecure 13 year old. Talana gave me the confidence I needed to become the person that I am today. I hate phone talking, but Talana and I talked for hours. I remember the year she gave me Shakespeare's Complete Works, feeding a lifelong passion, and a pirate coloring book for Christmas. It was one of the best holidays ever. We made cookies and loved loved loved each other. I think she knows everything about me. It was hard to move to Utah and leave her, but no worries. After school and stuff, we will find our way back together.
Tiffany and I began to go to the library each week together and before we knew it, we couldn't live without each other. I introduced her to X-Files and avocados. She introduced me to Amelie and otter pops. And so it began. This next semester as roommates is going to be awesome.
Kenzie and I bonded over this past semester and I love that girl. She brings a smile to my face every day with her cute happiness. I can't wait to spend more time with her.
And last but not least is Jessica. I think we have to give credit to Tyler for our friendship, because we were both too shy to initiate it. We met in English class our first semester of college and I miss our early mornings in the library. But I am excited to live with her next semester. We are rockclimbing buddies and I feel like I could tell her anything. Because she is beautiful and kind and amazing. She is in Fiji doing humanitarian aid. How cool is that? Men, she is the perfect woman. Good luck.
Showing posts with label Wonderful Women. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wonderful Women. Show all posts
Thursday, July 9
Monday, July 6
Roommates
I have officially decided to make this Wonderful Women Week (and practice my alliteration while at it). So here I am going to feature some wonderful women who have influenced me for good. Everyday people that I can't live without.
Today I am starting with my roommate. You know, those girls that you meet and are terrified because you are going to be LIVING WITH THEM! And you don't really know them, so you just pray that they don't kill you in your sleep. Then, two weeks later, BAM! You're friends. Buddies. And you hang out, and watch movies together, and give all the boys that walk through your door funny nicknames. And because I like to do things in organized groups, like 3's and 5's and such, here are my 3 favorite roomies that pretty much changed my life.
1. Captain Katie the Kelly
2. Dawna
Dawna and I were best of friends immediately upon meeting. I think it's because she was curled up on the couch with a book, muddy buddies, and an America's Next Top Model marathon playing on tv. She invited me to sit next to her and pretty soon I was hooked on the best laugh ever and the best shoulder to lean on. Her perfect star atop the already glamorous tree? She loves Support Your Local Sheriff. Done son. Dawna and I are a packaged deal. Well, we will be when she gets back from Scotland.
Team Waldo on game night. Our motto? Accept defeat. It hurts less.
3. H-face
Where to begin? Heather introduced me to the finer things in life: X-Files, Lady Antebellum, Vegas, Wicked, Costco water bottles. You know, all the things that you can't believe you lived so long without. She became my confidant, shared her clothes with me, and sometimes swore at me. All while keeping me entertained with stories of work and her love life. And it was good. I love that she is scared of spiders and that she is obsessed with JoDee Messina. She didn't leave the country like the other two, but she graduated. Why does everyone leave me?
Post Edit:
So those are my ladies. Don't you wish you knew them? They look very cool and and when I am with them, I feel very awesome, hoping that some of their amazingness will rub off on me. So far, no luck. But don't worry, I have the rest of my life.
Today I am starting with my roommate. You know, those girls that you meet and are terrified because you are going to be LIVING WITH THEM! And you don't really know them, so you just pray that they don't kill you in your sleep. Then, two weeks later, BAM! You're friends. Buddies. And you hang out, and watch movies together, and give all the boys that walk through your door funny nicknames. And because I like to do things in organized groups, like 3's and 5's and such, here are my 3 favorite roomies that pretty much changed my life.
1. Captain Katie the Kelly
My very first roommate. The one who curled up with me my first night when I was a crying little wimpy freshman who was desperately homesick. She kept me safe from Creepy Produce Man and Soup Boy. Then she left me for Chile. But I love her still and longingly await the day of her return.
Katie took me for my first time sledding. Rock Canyon Park is the best!
Katie took me for my first time sledding. Rock Canyon Park is the best!2. Dawna
Dawna and I were best of friends immediately upon meeting. I think it's because she was curled up on the couch with a book, muddy buddies, and an America's Next Top Model marathon playing on tv. She invited me to sit next to her and pretty soon I was hooked on the best laugh ever and the best shoulder to lean on. Her perfect star atop the already glamorous tree? She loves Support Your Local Sheriff. Done son. Dawna and I are a packaged deal. Well, we will be when she gets back from Scotland.
Team Waldo on game night. Our motto? Accept defeat. It hurts less. 3. H-face
Where to begin? Heather introduced me to the finer things in life: X-Files, Lady Antebellum, Vegas, Wicked, Costco water bottles. You know, all the things that you can't believe you lived so long without. She became my confidant, shared her clothes with me, and sometimes swore at me. All while keeping me entertained with stories of work and her love life. And it was good. I love that she is scared of spiders and that she is obsessed with JoDee Messina. She didn't leave the country like the other two, but she graduated. Why does everyone leave me?
Post Edit:
I forgot to mention that Heather introduced me to blogging. Without Heather, you would have nothing to read. I know! Impossible to imagine!
We like to get into trouble on dark, rainy nights.
We like to get into trouble on dark, rainy nights. So those are my ladies. Don't you wish you knew them? They look very cool and and when I am with them, I feel very awesome, hoping that some of their amazingness will rub off on me. So far, no luck. But don't worry, I have the rest of my life.
Sunday, July 5
The 3 Most Wonderful, Bestest Women Ever
As I watched two of my three favorite women in the whole world today, I was struck with who I want to become. I believe that this life, the reason for our existence, is to grow and become better people. There are three women that have influenced my life beyond words, that have given me the ultimate examples of who I want to be.
1. My mom:
Of course. I don't know anyone who could write about the most influential women in their life without the first one being their mother. Even my own mother (who had, in my opinion, a pretty crappy mother/daughter relationship) tells me that she couldn't be who she is without her mother.
As our family struggled through some deep thoughts tonight (that's a nice way of saying that we hollered and cried), I was stuck by my mother's strength. By her deep understanding of right and her commitment to her family. I don't know anyone so loyal and I can only take little steps at a time to reach the level of love and passion for family that my mother has. A lesser woman would have walked away a long time ago from the trials that she has faced, but my mother could never dream of such a thing.
Of course, there are a million more things that I could spend hours on, and one day I will. From homeschooling to the millions of vegetables in our house, my mother brings amazing things to my life.
2. Tiffani:
I remember meeting Tiffani and thinking that she was the most beautiful woman I have ever met. We joke that we fell in love faster than she and Rand did. I can't get enough of her. I just want her all to myself, all the time. Because every word that comes out of her mouth is kind and good and real. And everything that she does is touched with love and understanding. I don't know anyone else who is so accepting and so loving. Everyday, I think about how Tiffani would handle something. Because she is the tangible proof that I need to be reminded that I actually can achieve something very like perfection. 2 years, and I haven't found anything I don't like about the woman. You might laugh, but that is only because you have not met her. I will warn you now: It is impossible not to want to be with her and love her, once you get that first little taste. I am continually awed that she still wants me around and let's me be with her family on a regular basis (who, p.s., I love so much. Too cute!). Hopefully, it's because a she sees that maybe one day, if I work very hard, I might just be able to be an 1/8 of what she is. Because that would be enough.
3. Beth:
Could anyone be more generous than Beth? I don't really think so. Could anyone accept me more than Beth? Probably not. Because she sees me for who I am and loves me. Whether I like it or not. And let me tell you, I like it. I drink it up. Beth is family. Beth is the big sister that I never had, the one with all the life experience without ever having to really experience all of it, because she got married at 19. Beth shows me what it is to be married and in love and life at the same time. Because Steve is her second half. I couldn't live without them. I ask her all the time, what would I do without you? And she used to say that I would be fine, but we both know that isn't true. I would shrivel up and die. I wouldn't be going to BYU, that's for sure. I wouldn't make it a week. From a car, to letting my use their washing machine, to their sweet, sweet children, I am nothing without them. Acceptance is very important to a young, teenage girl. Beth and Steve gave that to me and continue to give it. I will forever be grateful to Lyn for calling me up and telling me her friend Beth needed a babysitter.
As I thought about all this (you are a Super Hero if you are here, close to the bottom!), I realized that while each of these women have their own unique qualities that make me love them, so many of these things about them are interchangable. How lucky am I? I got three of them. Three! Most people are lucky to get one. It's ok, you can be jealous.
1. My mom:
Of course. I don't know anyone who could write about the most influential women in their life without the first one being their mother. Even my own mother (who had, in my opinion, a pretty crappy mother/daughter relationship) tells me that she couldn't be who she is without her mother.
As our family struggled through some deep thoughts tonight (that's a nice way of saying that we hollered and cried), I was stuck by my mother's strength. By her deep understanding of right and her commitment to her family. I don't know anyone so loyal and I can only take little steps at a time to reach the level of love and passion for family that my mother has. A lesser woman would have walked away a long time ago from the trials that she has faced, but my mother could never dream of such a thing.
Of course, there are a million more things that I could spend hours on, and one day I will. From homeschooling to the millions of vegetables in our house, my mother brings amazing things to my life.
2. Tiffani:
I remember meeting Tiffani and thinking that she was the most beautiful woman I have ever met. We joke that we fell in love faster than she and Rand did. I can't get enough of her. I just want her all to myself, all the time. Because every word that comes out of her mouth is kind and good and real. And everything that she does is touched with love and understanding. I don't know anyone else who is so accepting and so loving. Everyday, I think about how Tiffani would handle something. Because she is the tangible proof that I need to be reminded that I actually can achieve something very like perfection. 2 years, and I haven't found anything I don't like about the woman. You might laugh, but that is only because you have not met her. I will warn you now: It is impossible not to want to be with her and love her, once you get that first little taste. I am continually awed that she still wants me around and let's me be with her family on a regular basis (who, p.s., I love so much. Too cute!). Hopefully, it's because a she sees that maybe one day, if I work very hard, I might just be able to be an 1/8 of what she is. Because that would be enough.
3. Beth:
Could anyone be more generous than Beth? I don't really think so. Could anyone accept me more than Beth? Probably not. Because she sees me for who I am and loves me. Whether I like it or not. And let me tell you, I like it. I drink it up. Beth is family. Beth is the big sister that I never had, the one with all the life experience without ever having to really experience all of it, because she got married at 19. Beth shows me what it is to be married and in love and life at the same time. Because Steve is her second half. I couldn't live without them. I ask her all the time, what would I do without you? And she used to say that I would be fine, but we both know that isn't true. I would shrivel up and die. I wouldn't be going to BYU, that's for sure. I wouldn't make it a week. From a car, to letting my use their washing machine, to their sweet, sweet children, I am nothing without them. Acceptance is very important to a young, teenage girl. Beth and Steve gave that to me and continue to give it. I will forever be grateful to Lyn for calling me up and telling me her friend Beth needed a babysitter.
As I thought about all this (you are a Super Hero if you are here, close to the bottom!), I realized that while each of these women have their own unique qualities that make me love them, so many of these things about them are interchangable. How lucky am I? I got three of them. Three! Most people are lucky to get one. It's ok, you can be jealous.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)