A Little ♥ and Soul

So, can you guess from what machine I'm updating? If you guessed Wii, you're right! It's totally tedious and I'm so over it. I suppose it'd be nice ina pinch, but normally not worth the time. lesson learned.

My shoulder is killing me. It hurts when I breathe. It hurts when I cough. I've probably slept on it wrong and compound it with a bit of stress ba da bing ba da boom and there you have it, sore shoulder. I've also started to notice those tiny feather-like wrinkles at the corners of my eyes. You can hardly tell they're there, but I find it strange that I'm starting to notice the change in my skin as I'm approaching the big 3-0. Man...what a depressing thought.

This conference talk given by Elder Holland says what my heart means to say today about how much I am grateful for the Gospel in my life. I love that the church is true anywhere you go in the world. I was looking through some Facebook pages the other night of friends and Young Women's leaders of days gone by and I am thankful for the testimony that I was able to gain while growing up in the Fresno North Stake. Having such strong leaders in my youth has given me shining example of the kind of woman I want to become. One in particular, Danielle Lewis, is a woman I look up to. Aside from my mother, she is someone that I try to emulate because of her goodness, her testimony, and her love of the truthfulness of the Gospel.  I'm thankful that I was able to strengthen that testimony before my mom passed away. I used to talk to my mom while she was under the stupor of morphine during those last few days of her mortal life. I wasn't sure if she could hear me, but I could feel her

I've been contemplating so many things the past month and I don't know where it leaves me yet. There are a lot of things that I would rather be doing right now. Things I want to finish before I get "old". Places I want to visit and live. I feel I'm getting cagey, like I've been sitting in one place too long. I contemplated, for almost a whole second, about becoming transient. Cutting all my ties here in Utah, selling my stuff, pack my bags, buy a train ticket and just let the wind take me wherever it pleases. It's a little strange thing to think about. The idea of packing up and selling most of my possessions to travel at a single whim is something that I want to do, but at the same time, I feel like I have to stay here because it's what is "expected" and "proper". I want to be a gypsy with a modern day twist. I look at people who have unlimited funds because they're trust fund kids or bum off the kindness of others and feel s