He is Happy and He is Close

Today I said goodbye to a very good friend. Tears ran down my face, but my heart was filled with peace, because while I will miss him more than I can explain, I know without a doubt that he is happy.

Hundreds of people showed up to pay their respects and it was incredible to see a fraction of the number of people who's lives Erik touched.

I had the opportunity last night at the viewing to talk for a few moments with Erik's grandmother. I was a bit emotional and she called me over, held my hand, and asked me what my name was and how I knew Erik. When someone should have been comforting her, she reached out to comfort me. When I had answered her questions she looked me straight in the eye and said "He was an incredible boy and he is happy now. We've had some experiences this week and we know that he is close." I will forever be grateful for not only Erik, but his entire family as well. I have seen incredibly examples of strength and Christ-like love from every single one of them, and I add my testimony to that of his sweet grandmother; he is happy and he is close to us.

God be with you till we meet again, dear friend, thank you for continuing to bless my life and to teach me how to be better.

Until next time, keep running.

Comments

Why I Drove to Washington By Myself

Okay first things first....I went to WA to see my friend Liz. Look how cute she is! She got a grown up job and moved to the *cutest* little town in WA and I miss her, so I took a few days for myself and went on a trip to see her. Secondly, I want it to be known that I DID invite a friend to come with me. I have a good friend who I would have loved to have join me on the trip, but when he couldn't come I was sad but didn't bat an eye. Here are the reasons that I invited him: He is excellent company. He has a great taste in music. He is friends with Liz as well. I thought it would be fun if he came. The end that is all. I didn't invite him to make the trip cheaper, to help drive, or to make me feel safer. It would have been fun if he could have come, but either way I was going to go. I drove to Washington by myself because I could. Because I am saying YES. Because I am done waiting for "someday". Someday when I have more money, or

Things That Make Me Happy:)

chap stick letters people who make me laugh surprise visits milk delicious food smiles rain people who laugh at my jokes sleeping in a cozy bed reading a good book naps naps naps movies people who make me feel loved checking the mail rainbows belts sunshine cuddling mountains thanksgiving peaches and cream oatmeal family the bond between sisters inside jokes jokes in general understanding concepts in class harry potter rings texas photography helping people cooking eating fishing blogs hiking going on drives trucks listening nature cold cereal camping wearing hats music late night chats roommate adventures tandem bikes jumping in leaves rainboots sunsets hot chocolate laughing The Gospel of Jesus Christ basketball with my brothers love sports pumpkin pie socks workout clothes running blessings The Scriptures general conference puppies brushing my teeth people who are just genuinely good summertime snow cones guitar g

Every Day Is A Battle

Every day is a battle. Some days I win and some days I lay my head down at night and think "I will try again tomorrow." Life is hard and it was meant to be that way. But even with that knowledge and understanding it is still sometimes a struggle to get through. I am at the point where everything is bothering me. And it is little stupid things and the worst part is that in the back of my head I know that I am being ridiculous. I know that I am over reacting and that I should not be so irritated by these things. But I am. I am bothered by stupid little things. And I don't really know what to do to make that go away. I don't want to push away these people in my life because they are good people. But at the same time I get so angry when I am there and I just cant figure it out. School is crazy right now, and I just started working again, which is great but also rough because that is one more thing I need to worry about. I have a great group of friends that I love spending

This Crazy Thing We Call Life!

Search This Blog