Scenes from the long weekend

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

        

1) Helping five stakes-worth of youth, including my fabulous little bro and sis, come together after months of practices for their Youth Conference Dance Festival. A friend and I had the task of handing out all those flags you see in the picture (1,100 of them, give or take), as well as doing the same with fans, tiny "finger lights," and various other props for three performances. Most stressful day since winter semester finals week? Yes. But we got to wear official-looking name tags that called us Prop Masters, and that totally made it worth our 12-hour-long while.
2) This fuzzball. He showed up in the middle of family prayer and gave us a workout as all six of us zoomed around the kitchen, knocking over chairs and army crawling under tables trying to corner him, whilst getting an ab workout from laughing so hard at how ridiculous the situation was. Oh the joys of living in the forest and sharing our home with woodland creatures. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
3) Summer hikes are love. Especially when you do them with your beautiful new day pack from the REI Anniversary Sale. New best friend. Yes.
4) To grandmother's house we went for Memorial Day. We hung out at Merr's and my old stomping grounds from our childhood in Bellevue; my reading tree, the park, the blackberry patches. We visited the grave sites of my great-grandparents and some old friends. We talked about family, told stories from days long past, and threw around a few of my great-grandpa Gene's most favorite golf jokes. We ate Panda Express. We watched Lord of the Rings. We just spent the whole day with family. Good thing, cause they happen to be my most favorite people ever. [:

Don't ever let them go.

Monday, May 21, 2012

The valedictorian of my high school graduating class is a pretty bright guy. This is a weird way to start a post about college, but hang on. This guy once said something that struck me to the core. It wasn't in his speech on graduation night; it was actually in something he posted on Facebook awhile ago, regarding friends. And ever since I read it I cannot get it out of my head. I can't. It was just so, so accurate and I felt like it completely encompassed everything I learned and everyone I met during this past year, my sophomore year at BYU. I had the best group of friends this year. The. best. They are amazing and I hold them all in such high esteem. I have so much respect and gratitude for the people who took the time to get to know me and become the close friends I call them now. 
If there was one thing I learned during the past two semesters, it's that my Heavenly Father knows. He knows everything. He knew what I needed to learn at this point in my life. He knew my strengths and what I had to give. He knew the people I needed, and the people who needed me. And then, he plopped me right in the middle of those people. Best ward, best roommates, best apartment complex, which all resulted in the best, best, best friends. My words feel puny compared to how I feel about everything that happened this year when I say I am so grateful, but, that's the limitation of words. Anyway, this is what my valedictorian buddy said: 

"You know, some people are put on this earth to build you up.
You can feel it, every time you're with them, that all they want for you is good things.
Good things, success, and happiness.
These people are the people who will lift you to who you are supposed to be.
Don't you ever,
ever,
let them go."

These people lifted me higher, loved me for who I was, and helped me get closer to who I'm supposed to be. Yeah I know I can't keep all of these people in my life forever. People move wards, go on Study Abroads, go on missions, get married. But I'll always have the things they taught me. I can keep the lessons and the memories forever, and no amount of distance or time can take them. Leaving Provo this year was hard. Oh man. I couldn't help but sit there in the middle seat of our van as we got on I-15 and cry as I realized things would never be the same like that again. But my dad turned to me and said one of his favorite quotes from good ol' Doc Suess: "Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened." I can definitely do that. I miss my friends so much. I miss Provo. But I have a noggin full of some of the happiest, funniest, most comforting memories to keep me content for a lifetime, plus some friendships that I'll never forget. Summer is here and I get to spend it with the best family on the face of the planet. And in four months, I go right back to the Happy Valley. I may or may not be counting down the days...

As far as I'm concerned, I'm one lucky, lucky girl. 

A slight problem

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Inventory of Shoes Hannah Owns

Pairs of heels: 2
Pairs of flats: 2
Pairs of hiking boots: 1
Pairs of school tennies: 2
Pairs of soccer cleats: 2
Pairs of riding boots: 3
Pairs of running shoes: 

I have a hoarding issue.
Admitting it is the first step though, right?

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Monday, May 7, 2012



Words can't explain how much I've missed this.

 

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