Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Hello, darling.

Meandor: To proceed by or take a winding or indirect course.

Today is my last day at home and I REALLY NEED TO BE PACKING.
But, as always, I procrastinate everything in life.
Tonight is no exception.
So here I am, FINALLY blogging again.

I wish I had time to write about how great this summer has been.
I've gone on so many wonderful adventures:
I've swam in both the Pacific and Atlantic oceans,
taken thousands of pictures,
sung songs,
eaten snowcones,
milked cows,
laughed,
cried,
performed,
and relaxed.

When I get settled into the dorms, I'll find time to dedicate some posts to the magical summer that it's been.
For now, here's a few golden pictures from today's adventure with Mitch and Brenda:







These are a few of the funny ones that I liked.
More to come later.
Have a lovely lovely evening.

♥ Bekah





Monday, August 5, 2013

Young Folks

 Sunshine: The shining of the sun; brightness or radiance; cheerfulness or happiness

New day;
new week;
new post.

Good morning!!
Or should I say afternoon?
I woke up this morning at 11:40 which is rare for me.
It was beautiful.
I love sleeping in.

I have a feeling it's going to be a good day.

Yesterday was a great Fast Sunday.
It hit me in Sacrament Meeting that it was my last Fast Sunday as an official member of the 26th Ward.
The spirit was really strong and I was reminded again of the incredible ward I have grown up in.

I had the chance to go to a Preach My Gospel night at a friends house where we discussed pages that we read, and experiences that we've had.
Talking about the Gospel and sharing my testimony with some of the best examples in my life never gets old.
Call me cheesy, but I think that every time we do that, we get a small glimpse into heaven.
And I can't get enough of it!

Life is good, my friends.
Three more weeks until I move into the dorms with six of the coolest girls around!
I am honestly so excited.

Just a reminder to:


Have a lovely day.

♥ Bekah

Friday, August 2, 2013

Not Too Late

Footle: To waste time.

Hey,
hi,
hello!

You know what shocks me,
but also amazes me?
The luxury we Americans enjoy.

My family is definitely a Middle Class family.
We own the average sized suburban house.
My dad makes an average yearly income.
We drive cars that were bought used, yet run very nicely.
 But, gosh, life rocks for this average-very insignificant-middle class-weird in their own kind of way-family.
Think about it,
I fell asleep on a Queen-sized mattress last night with beautiful flower sheets, snuggled in a bedspread that matches.
Laying my head on a fluffy, feather pillow.
My bedroom was cold because of the over-sufficient supply of AC.
My floor was scattered with clothes because I have too many to choose from.
My mouth was filled with retainers that keep my teeth straight.
My iphone was charging on my nightstand.
My stomach was aching from eating too much chocolate.
My laptop was hibernating on my beautiful white desk.
My closet was cluttered with my fifty pairs of shoes.
And all this is from the girl in the middle class family, mind you.

Did you know that about one billion people go to bed hungry each night?
There are seven billion people in this world.
You can do the math;
that's a lot of hungry people.
But that's not even counting the other millions of people living in poverty,
or struggling to keep a roof over their head,
or who have to walk far to find clean water,
or are introduced to disease at a young age,
or live in the humblest of circumstances.

Obviously, this naive eighteen year old girl from a small town in Utah doesn't know anything about the suffering other people in other countries and even our country are going through.
But I do know that in my life, and the in way I'm living it, I don't have anything to complain about.
In fact, my problems should really be called "First World Problems."

I know there's not a lot I can do.
But I guess the point of why I'm even writing this post is to try to express my bewilderment at how this world works.
Why can some people live in such luxuries that other people can't even imagine?
It comforts me to know that Heavenly Father has a plan for everyone.
That after this life, there's a beautiful, perfect place for us that is unimaginable to every human being.

And maybe tonight, when your feet are cold from too much Air Conditioning, can you try to be thankful for the fact that you have cold air blowing through your entire house with the sole purpose of keeping you comfortable and cooled off?
Just think about it.
I know I will.

Have a lovely day, everyone.

♥  Bekah