This Crazy Thing We Call Life!

There are times in life where you are in transition. In between the last thing, and not quite to the next. And all you can do is wait. Wait for the next thing to get here, wait for your turn to shine, wait for the adventure around the corner. Well that is where I am at in pretty much ever aspect of my life right now. Waiting for broken relationships to mend, waiting for new ones to develop, waiting for school to "actually start" (where I actually feel like I am working towards a degree instead of just taking classes), waiting to find a job, waiting to go home (or not? depends on the job situation), waiting for my life to make sense. And you know what? It's hard! Through faith I know that my Father in Heaven has a plan for me, and that I can and will accomplish great things by following that plan. But the waiting; the waiting is so hard. I was talking to a friend's mom the other day, and then again with my own mother about this in reference to my job search that has la

You know those days where you just have one thing on your mind, and no matter how hard you try you cant push it away? And you don't necessarily WANT  to push it away but you SHOULD because you have a million and twelve other things that you should be thinking about? Yeah well that was today. And unfortunately for me I have four classes on Tuesday's  and Thursday's from nine to almost three...so I most definitely had other things that I should have been focusing on. And a very very good friend of mine today said "What a wonderful thought it is that some of the best days of our lives haven't happened yet :)" (PS. she posted it on Facebook and doesn't know that I stole it, but she ALWAYS has the perfect thing to say!!) Let me just say SHE IS TOTALLY RIGHT! It IS a wonderful thing to think about..that the happiest times of my life are still to come! It just makes me smile.  And doesn't that just sound wonderful? Say it with me "the best is yet to come

There are a few people in my life, that for whatever reason, have made a HUGE impact on who I am today. They are always going to be special no matter what the circumstances are. Some came into my life for a short time and then were gone again, some continue to be an example, some are some of my best friends, and some I can see having in my life till the day I die. But whether or not we still keep in touch, I have a connection to them. I tend to cling to every word, every smile, every conversation, every interaction, everything. I replay it all in my mind, and most of the time I see every opportunity I had to do something different. Over and over again I relive these encounters that they probably don't even remember, but mean the world to me. I am left hanging onto every word these people have ever said to me. And sometimes I hate it, cause whatever emotion I was feeling at that moment immediately comes rushing back. But sometimes it is a beautiful blessing in my life, that I have b

It's nothing new. We've all heard it before. "You cant judge a book by its cover" and "be careful what you say, everyone is fighting their own battles, and we don't know what others are facing..." and many more quotes and saying that tell us that everyone is going through something and we don't know, so we cant judge, we cant take offense, because we don't know what they may be going through. And what may be easy to you may be a challenge for them and vice versa so we cannot look down on anyone for what they are going through. Now this makes perfect sense to me because I know I certainly have trials and I have met some people in my life that have had their fair share of struggles. It's just something that I have always understood, however sometimes it isn't always the first thing on my mind, and because of that, I got my reminder this week. I have been feeling really upset about the way someone very very important to me has been ignoring

WELP. It's Tuesday. And I already feel like it's been a long and hard week that should be over already. I am completely exhausted. On marathon weeks like this one it takes all I have just to make it through the day in one piece. And this marathon has been quite a battle. And last night on top of homework and studying and just sheer exhaustion...was Family Home Evening (FHE). Now let me just clarify, I am a strong supporter of FHE. I think it is extremely important for families to have regularly, and it has come as direction from a Prophet of God and so it's something that I think we should do. I even think that for some college students it is crucial to their development and growth with the Savior and our Father in Heaven. But sometimes when it actually comes down to HAVING FHE I really struggle. It's even harder to go when you only have 5 people show up and 2 are the group leaders....Well anyways last night 7:00 came and it was time for FHE and I wasn't excited but

I know I have already posted once today but this blog is for me more than anything and I have something that I want to say. I have spent the past few weeks EXTREMELY emotional...and I haven't been able to completely figure out why. And it has been troubling, being so emotional for reasons that I can't explain. I'm talking about crying when I feel the spirit and when a song comes on the radio or when watching a movie/tv show that let's be honest isn't really all that sad. And again today it happened twice...I received a letter from my cousin who just recently entered the MTC and as I read the incredible words that he wrote, words I know he wrote because he was guided by the spirit, tears streamed down my face. Then later tonight I received a message on facebook from a friend's mom. My friend and I aren't even very close and his mom and I aren't even facebook friends, but she took the time to send me a message and see how things were going, and the words

I love music. It is everything good and happy and right with the world and at the same time can say even the saddest words with such elegance and grace. It can express my thoughts and emotions in way that I know I never could. It is the life-blood of my soul. It makes me happy. And it goes beyond anything I can explain in plain words...which is kinda the point. For me, country music (among a few other things) makes me feel like I am home, no matter what is going on in my life. It is simply fantastic, in fact two of my favorite quotes come from the movie August Rush. They are... "You know what music is? God's little reminder that there's something else besides us in this universe, a harmonic connection between all living beings, every where, even the stars."  AND  "I believe in music the way some people believe in fairy tales..." And if those two don't say it all then I don't know what will. They are simply perfect in my opinion, and are completel

I have had a lot on my mind the past week (especially these past few days) and I decided to start this blog to share what is on my mind, and just for myself, to have an outlet. And yet for the life of me I cant figure out what it is that I want to say. I have sat down time and time again to post here, to get things off my chest, to sort through all the words and lines running through my head and the only thing that results is a highly frustrated Kylee staring at a blank page!...NOT COOL! And on top of all that, I have a very very close friend who simply writes a blog that is so amazing (like she brings me to tears pretty much every time that she posts something) and she is so witty and inspirational and expresses things SO much better than I can. Gahh it is frustrating! Haha don't get me wrong she is amazing and she is seriously like one of my sisters. We will be best friends for forever (EPICWIN) and  I am FOREVER GRATEFUL for her and every single thing that she does cause she is

"You are never lost when you can see the temple. The temple will provide direction for you and your family in a world filled with chaos. It is an eternal guidepost which will help you from getting lost in the 'mist of darkness.'" —Gary E. Stevenson I am constantly amazed at the pure comfort that I feel when I come to the temple. I can pour out my heart and soul and leave with a clear mind and sure knowledge in my heart that I am loved by my Savior and my Father in Heaven. I am truly blessed.

With my first semester of college under my belt and a new one quickly approaching I have been thinking a lot about the events of the last 4 months or so since I moved away from home. I am really enjoying school here but I would be lying if I tried to say it didn't come with its own set of challenges as well. And boy did I face them head on. But looking back I see there were definitely things that I could have handled in a much better way. I have been so worried about what others would think or what they want/expect me to do that I haven't been living my life for me. And now, looking back, there are somethings that I wish I could go back and redo. Things that not only affected my life but also others around me. Things that I maybe didn't do or say for one reason or another that I most certainly should have. And I guess I was learning that all along the way I just didn't realize it until everything was over. I have grown and changed so much already and I am so grateful fo

My cousin Cade had his Missionary Farewell yesterday and I feel so blessed to have been able to attend. First off, he is amazing. He is one of the funniest people I know and he is smart and a musical genius. He is simply his own person and there are endless characteristics/qualities that he possess that I would love to develop in myself. So I mean it is easy to say that I love the kid to death. But he spoke in sacrament meeting and the spirit that he brought was truly inspiring, and stronger than anything I have felt in a long time. It touched my heart. And I knew that he was called of God to serve, that he is worthy to serve, and that he has a testimony of the gospel and our Savior, Jesus Christ. It was such an incredible experience. When he concluded he played an original arrangement of Be Still My Soul on the piano and again the spirit was overwhelming. That is my favorite hymn, and it brings me so much comfort which I coincidentally really needed at that moment. Reminding us that w

There is just something therapeutic about writing down your thoughts and feelings. And it doesn't even matter if anyone else reads them, that's not what is important, although I often think about what it would be like to have my words mean something to someone else, to last the tests of times and affect, encourage, and strengthen generations to come. But the simple act of writing them down so that you have them in front of your face and you can read them back over and over again is special to say the least. It immortalizes the joyous feelings and heals the hurt, allowing you to look back at your growth and smile. And so that is exactly what this is. It is me writing down my random thoughts and feelings. It's me sharing my adventures and struggles and triumphs. And it is me figuring out who I am and how to be just that in this crazy world. It is me trying something new. Well I simply adore quotes and song lyrics and how they always seem to say what I want to in ways I never