The Friends We Make Along the Way

I have 18 minutes in which to write this blog entry.

Max came into my room tonight and said - "Not another rain check tonight, ok?" Hello, melt my heart.

(1) He learned the word rain check from me.

(2) He remembered...for this reason, I love kids.

So I told him I'd play with him at 7:30. I was planning on reading my scriptures...but I am postponing until after my dance class at 8.

O'k, first, I want to point out that my favorite blogger ever is going to be on Oprah tomorrow. See here for details.

Second, I gave a talk in church a few weeks ago. It was a terrifying experience. I'd been praying and preparing all week but nothing came together for me. Normally I've rehearsed it, or at least know the stories I intend to tell before I get up there. But this time, the heavens were silent. I had no idea what I was going to say. I got up there, and what ever came to mind came out of my mouth. The funny thing is, that so many people have come to me after and said how natural I seemed and what a great talk it was. Well, it certainly wasn't due to my great forethought, that is for certain. But the thing that struck me the most, was a friend's comment that they felt so much closer to me post-talk, and how strange that one person can have everyone else feeling closer to them, all-the-while they are unaffected. Interesting. I think blogs are kind of like that sometimes. The blog above is a case and point. She doesn't know me at all, but I love her blog. Even gave a little start when I saw her father's campaign signs dotting the street corners of Provo this past week.

Lastly, the friends we make along the way. I got an e-mail from a beloved old friend today. Oh how I love him. I have, hands down, fought more with him than all of my other friends outside of my family combined, and then some. But when it is all said and done, the love is so there. Love is not something that needs or demands perfection, I think it is naturally perfecting, because it is so very real and genuine.

I spent my last weekend in Provo/Salt Lake. It was so very wonderful meeting up with old friends. Support, challenge, a push for growth. I LOVE them. I wish I had pictures of all of them. So just imagine a picture of Shaun and I. We are both in work clothes. He is in a park ranger uniform, and I am in a dress from work. I loved the juxtaposition. Then imagine Zack and I at a BYU football game. We are right by the field cheering...or rather he is cheering, and I am apathetic. He is slightly annoyed, but being kind about it.

With that said, the pictures....well, actually, they will have to wait. Max's time has come and he has rolled a tennis ball into my room and grabbed my tennis racket. No more rain checks. My blog will have to wait for another day.