Skip to main content

I Can't Make You Love Me

Oh, Bonnie Raitt, I love you. 

Anyway.

I am sitting in my temporary bedroom right now. And let me tell you, after sleeping on an
air bed for the past 7 months, it feels so completely AMAZING to be sleeping on a real bed. Completely and utterly amazing. I got the most restful sleep last night of my whole stay here in Oregon. Amazingly enough, I got up after eight hours of sleep without wanting to pick up a coffee or energy drinking habit. I felt wonderful! Well, maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit, but I did sleep really well last night and my body wasn't hating me today at work. So I call this real bed sleeping thing a total success. 

Also, in the past 24 hours, I've come to know how much I've missed not having a kitchen table and someone to talk to over a bowl of stew and bread and homemade jam without the television blaring in the background. It reminded me of my mom. Which makes me smile and want to cry at the same time. It feels so nice to be sitting here in my temporary room knowing that this home is somewhere the Spirit resides. I know that that is what has been missing from my life these past couple of months. 

Blessings in disguise abound. Actually, blessings are almost always right in front of your nose if you're willing to just open your eyes and look past nose. They're there waiting for you to be open to them. A sign of spiritual maturity - maturity in general, I believe - is being able to recognize those blessings and then practicing gratitude. President Hinckley taught a lot about being grateful. It takes practice. Sometimes you have to be grateful for blessings that don't feel like blessings. Sometimes it's so easy to offer up thanks. Sometimes you just become lazy. That's where I've been for the past 7 months. Practicing what I've been taught and what I know to be true has been on the back burner. Not that I've gone off the deep end or anything; it just got so easy to not go to church every week when I've had to be at work. Satan is sneaky like that; which always makes hindsight 20/20. 

And let me tell you, hindsight almost ALWAYS sucks. 


Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Hooray!

I've lost 9.2 pounds in the last 6 days. I'm excited! The picture really doesn't have anything to do with weight loss per se, but it does have the word reduce on it and I took the picture, so I'm putting it up. :-]
5 comments
Read more

Sleepiness becomes me

*sigh* I miss the ocean. Not really the Atlantic Ocean, although I have to say that the East Coast has some beautiful beaches. But the Pacific Ocean will always be home to me. I miss it. I miss the hot sand, the coconut scented sunscreen and tanning oil, the salty sea air, the random volleyball games, the hot surfer boys. I miss it all. Its my favorite place where you can watch the sunset while looking out over the water. Its amazing! Sure, it gets hot, but really? When you're there at the beach looking at the water, taking it all in, it doesn't really matter how hot it is. I've always loved the water. It has a calming effect over me like lavender oil in a steamy bath. I wish I could just be a beach bum for the rest of my life. I'd take photos and sell them to support my needs. Kind of like what Thoreau did at Walden Pond. I really only need the simple things in life and the beach and ocean. I could get along without my phone and definitely without my alarm clock. Just ...
4 comments
Read more

Hooray for Holi!

My friend Kim and I will be going to celebrate Holi with our fellow Hindus today. I'm not sure if half the people going today actually know what Holi is except for the fact that it is fun. Go to this link and learn about Holi! *Pictures will be forthcoming!* **ETA: So, there was a HUGE accident on the freeway on the way to Spanish Fork yesterday and being the impatient driver that I am, decided to go around the accident. We went through Springville and Mapleton to avoid the accident. Well, not knowing what exit we were at, we weren't sure where we were and completely missed the festival. I was a little bummed. Well, a lot bummed. Kim and I went up the Spanish Fork Canyon instead to a town that was flooded years ago. Hopefully Kim won't hate me forever for missing the festival...
4 comments
Read more