Saturday, June 28, 2008

Love... An eternal paradox.

A good friend and I were talking the other day. Both of us have been a bit confused lately about life and love and everything.

During our conversation, my friend made the statement that love is complicated... I thought about it for a few seconds before I responded.

I believe that love is an eternal paradox. It is sane and insane. It can make us completely happy and utterly miserable in the exact, the exact same instant. It makes us do and say things that make sense at the time...

But most of all it is complicated. That said, it is the simplest thing you will ever do or feel.






I highly recommend it, whatever form it takes. Love ya'!

Friday, June 20, 2008

The most beautiful word...

I saw two of my friends sealed together today in the Memphis temple for time and all eternity.

I think the most beautiful word in any language is yes.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

I took a bath today for the first time in years...

Ok, OK... Lemme' splain.

I usually take showers.

They shut the water off in my apartment again... It seems they do this from time to time to do maintenance. It's annoying as anything, but I guess that is the price we pay for inexpensive rent at an otherwise awesome apartment. And, as the water is free here (comes with the rent) and they always give us at least a day's notice that they are gonna' shut it off... meh.

In any case, I foiled their plan to stop my usage of the free water here. I know my showers alone probably nearly bankrupt them. But I heard a knock on my door, just a light tap, tap, tap, at about 8:30 this morning. It occurred to me this might be their final notification that they were about to shut the water off.

What did I do? I ran into the bathroom and filled the tub full blast with hot water. I forgot how good a hot bath feels. Me and my tub? We have a return appointment. Viva la Tub-alution!

Family... what it's all about.

I thought I might like to say something profound or well thought out for my first post. But it is going on 3AM and the only thing I can think about writing is just how much I love my family. All of them.

We have our disagreements, but for the most part, we really do love each other. Ironically, I think even our arguments and deepest frustrations with one another are motivated by this factor alone.

More and more I have realized lately that we are part of a family so that we can help each other get to the higher ground, back to that place of safety that so many of us strive for.

Well, I for one am going, and if I have anything to say about it, my brother and sisters, and Mom and Dad... We will ALL be there!