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

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

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

Hello

Elation: A state of great happiness or joy.

Don't mind if I do!

You too, folks.

♥ Bekah

The Sound of Sunshine

Popsicle: A brand of flavored ice on a stick.

I think I sometimes forget how lucky I am to have such a darling little baby living in my home.

She's eighteen months old.

And so tiny.

And so precious.

I am so grateful Heavenly Father chose to send this little angel to our family.

We are honestly so blessed.

How has life been lately?

Good.

It's been good.

I volunteered at the Stadium of Fire for four days.

That was fun.

It really was an amazing experience.

I met some incredible people,

did some hard but satisfying work,

and watched the concert from the ten foot yard line.

All-in-all, it made for a very memorable Fourth of July. 

I love summer.

It's been nice to work 

and relax

and sleep

and eat LOTS of ice cream

and watch too much TV

and sing 

and take pictures

and spend time with my family

and play in the rain

and hang out with great friends.

We have a Chinese exchange student coming tomorrow.

AND MY MOM IS TAKING ME TO DC IN TWO WEEKS.

She told me yesterday and HI, I'm so excited.

Life is good, my friends.

Hard, but also so amazing.

Nighty night.

♥ Bekah

The Best Two Years

Missionary: Someone who leaves their family for two years so that others can be with theirs for Eternity.

It's official.
He's gone.
My twin walked into the MTC at approximately 12:45 today.
He looked so confident and happy that I couldn't help but be excited for him.
But shoot, I'm going to miss him.

It just feels so surreal.
Where did all the time go?
It feels like just yesterday we were eating in our high chair,
and riding the teeter-totter,
and playing with Bionicles,
and peeing on the sidewalk while our mom tried to potty train us,
and going to the zoo,
and riding two-wheeler bikes for the first time,
and playing in the sandbox,
and jumping on the trampoline,
and taking crazy pictures,
and dressing up for Halloween,
and surviving our awkward stages,
and going to stake dances,
and learning how to drive,
and going on our first dates,
and fighting over having the radio on in our car,
and staying up late to play just one more card game,
and hanging out in the New York City subway while on vacation,
and laughing at the dinner table because of how crazy our siblings are,
and making funny videos,
and playing or singing music together,
and graduating from high school.

Two years is a long time.
It'll be 2015 when he comes home.
Who knows what the world will be like in that time.
Who knows what I'll be like or what I'll be doing in that time.
All I know is that Michael is doing the right thing by serving this mission.
I know he will be blessed, the people of Taiwan will be blessed, and our family will be blessed.
I am so eternally grateful for that.

Good luck, Elder Boyd.
See ya in two. ♥ 

 

♥ Bekah

Maybe

Alexithymia: Inability to describe emotions in a verbal manner.

Maybe it's one o'clock and I know I'll have a sleep hang-over tomorrow,
but I just don't care.
I have this desire, this urge, to write something.
Anything.
But I don't know what.
I can't really put into words the mood I'm in right now.

In a little over two months I will be moving out of my house and into the college dorms.
I will be leaving everything I've known, for the last twelve years or so, behind.
This prospect is terrifying to me.
Most teenagers are ready to "leave the nest" and "FINALLY get more freedom and independence."
But me, I'm content living in my cute little corner room in the basement.
Falling asleep with cold toes and a squeaky bed is just fine with me.
But then again, how can I deny myself the exciting experience of college?
I get to have my own little adventure.
I get to meet new friends and new people.
I have have the opportunity to educate myself at one of the best universities in the country.
I should probably learn how to
manage my money
wash my clothes
cook my food
get a long with people
go to bed on time
change a tire on my car
pay my bills
and all the other responsibilities associated with "growing up."

Oh boy.
It's going to interesting.
To say the least.

Goodnight. Goodnight. Goodnight.

Ps, I went to California. It was amazing.

♥ Bekah