Sleep drowned my eyes, but I was still very much awake.
I took a journey to the exotic land of Brazil, to come visit you. I found you sitting among the brazilains, talking and laughing and teaching the gospel. It came so natural to you. You sat there and I was overcome with emotion. Being within ten feet of you was something i never thought would happen. Slowly, I approached you and gently spoke your name. You turned, it was you, the real you. You pulled me into the biggest hug I had ever received and tears filled both of our eyes. It was so real, nothing was going to ever tear us apart. We would be together forever. At that moment everything was okay. There were no worries.
Sleep slowly drifted and I was pulled from your arms. I screamed, and cried to go back, back where I was safe, back where I could be with you.
I awoke with tears in my eyes. I miss him like crazy, so much that it hurts.
I cant believe it either. It's official. I take pictures of people, and nature, and all sorts of things now. It's a little bit crazy to think about it, but my dream is coming true.
Here are a few pictures of the beautiful people I have taken pictures for.
The Raddon Family
The Beautiful SkylanRai
If you like what you see, you can check out my photography blog here.
This week is all a blur. I've only been to school for a day and a half this week. Let's not talk about it.
Cam the Man, my best friend (or my man), left for his mission on Wednesday morning. I haven't stopped crying, I miss him so much. I sure love that boy.
I'm falling for that oh so cute boy that sits in the very back seat, in the row next to the wall, in Brother Peterson's sixth hour Seminary class.
Tonight was the first football game of the season. It was so hard to watch, I couldn't imagine Cam not playing. I made it though with no tears. We won. Oh and that one cute boy, mentioned above, had an amazing game.
"Don't fall for me, okay?" The words are running through my mind, how do I say this. I don't want to hurt you, I'm still trying to figure out what I want in life, but I know you are not it.
I'm scared to break your heart, but the walls have been put up, and you are outside of them. So much has happened and I just cant handle it.
The words have been said. Now its up to you.
I'm dangerous, stay away. Run. Put your heart in a cage, and run.
Today marks the first day of the last week of summer. I cant believe it. Summer has treated me so well, and I'm sad to see it go; however, this kid is off to bigger and better things.
These past few months have been amazing an I couldn't do them justice in anyway, but I do have a few pictures to share.
(P.S This song is perfect for how I am feeling right now.)
Partners and Pals was exactly what I needed this summer. I made so many new friends and feel in love with all of the kids. I don't think words can even begin to explain the wonderful, crazy, silly, and scary moments that I experienced with these kids this summer. I wouldn't trade it for anything, ever.
This summer was incredible and I have about a gazillion pictures that I want to share, but instead I threw together a slop slop photo collage. The pictures range from saying goodbye to Elder Adling to the Train concert I went and saw last week (I'll fill you in on that one later, so amazing!)
This is Quincy. He stole my heart. I love this kid, probably because he is so naughty and naughty children are my favorite, as long as they don't belong to me. We took this picture the last day of camp. Much to my surprise this little seven year old tackled me to the ground and then gave me a huge hug. I'm sure going to miss my Q-Man!
I'm saving all the stories from this concert for later. It was so amazing.
My cousins and I ventured to the Oregon Zoo on Tuesday. It was packed and so much fun. The elephants and giraffes were my favorite. I was probably more excited to go to the zoo than the five year old I went with. I loved it.
His name is Mr. Pray-Mantis, and he lives on my house and we are bestest friends.
I miss you a whole ton, you're my missionary brother. I don't even care that we have different genes, or that we don"t have the same parents. You're my brother and that is that.
I'm trying to figure out a cute package idea, but it's not working very well.
NOTE: This is a call for help, does anyone have cute birthday package ideas for a missionary, its crunch time, and I am desperate!
