Friday, July 22, 2011

Friday Letters


Dear Husband, this week you cut off the end of your pinky. And your wedding ring was cut in half. I'm sorry that happened to you, ouch. Dear Packing, you are just so draining and never ending, especially with six crazy kids running around. Dear Lake Tahoe, once again, I still LOVE you. The kids went crawdad hunting and caught a huge toad! And Luke caught a fish with his hands. Then Luke got a piece of rock in his eye and freaked out, lost his mind, screamed bloody murder as if he was being attacked by sharks. Of course Ranell had taken the little girls to the potty so I had to run across the beach drag him out of the water and restrain him while digging at his eye. Everyone around was a little panicked until...we realized he just had something in his eye. But now I demand to be the favorite aunt for saving his life at the beach. I laugh at the thought of me running with my big hat on. Ha. I wanted to cry though when we drove away, I really love it, maybe my favorite place. Dear Ranell, I love you for all you are doing for me, for helping me to remember who I am and loving me through all of this. Dear Just Dance 2, when all the kids play it is so funny I can't help laughing, it is so funny. I love it when you are all silly. Dear Music, sometimes you are the only thing to bring comfort when it feels it's impossible. Dear Reno Friends, thank you so much for being my friends, I know with out a doubt the Lord put you in my life just when I needed you so I wouldn't be alone. Forever thankful for those who follow promptings in my behalf. Dear Reno, only 3 days left here. I have loved it here so much and wish I could stay. I will always remember the moments of peace I found in the small beauties of your nature. The cool breeze on my face, the sound of the wind in the trees, your always beautiful skies, your flowers and blossoms, the snow silently painting everything white, and the sound of your crazy wind, and your rivers and lakes. Dear Young Women, I am sad at the thought of having to say goodbye on Sunday. I have felt the strength and worth of your spirits and know that you are special girls. Love you. Dear Self, I have no idea how I am going to get through this. I can't imagine or remember what it was like to not have my heart ache. But I know I am going to a place where I am loved. With a prayer in my mind and heart nearly every moment of the day for strength to do what I have to do. Just make it through the first step.