Happy Halloween

In honor of the month of Halloween I have compiled a list of things that freak me out:

Masks on humans. Any mask. Any human. Doesn't matter if it's the happiest looking mask out there; it still makes me breathe all weird and my hands get sweaty.

Artificial sweeteners. I think I've watched one too many documentaries on this, but they really scare me...

Feet and fingernails. I also hate most words that start with the letter 'F'.

The Denver airport. Look it up.

Brightly colored food. Like seriously, how did it get that way?

I'm afraid of mirrors when it's dark and I'm alone. I've seen one too many scary movies.

Closing my eyes to wash my face. I used to make my sister stand next to me and talk while I would wash my face to make sure there weren't any murderers nearby. Also, I refuse to wash my face in the shower. Because if there's anything worse than getting murdered while your eyes are closed and all soapy, it's being murdered while your eyes are closed and all soapy and you're naked.

I rarely feel safe in parking garages. Which is totally rational, if you ask me.

Those computer voices. Like the one on your GPS.

Lakes and oceans and stuff. For some reason I can swim just fine in a swimming pool, but when it comes to large bodies of water, I refuse to get anywhere near it without a flotation device attached to me.

That's mostly it. I think.

Happy Halloween!

A LETTER TO MY FUTURE HUSBAND

Dear future husband,,

Honestly, I don't know anything about you. The only thing I do know is that I love you and want to spend an eternity with you by my side. That's all I know.

While we're counting the things I don't know, let me just point out that at this moment, there are a whole lot of things that I don't know. And since you know me so well, you know that I hate uncertainty. However, there is a small part of me that embraces this uncertainty while you're away. Because I'm certain that I'd like to wait for you. I'm certain that you're the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have you forever. So while I'm waiting, I'd like to promise you a few things.

1. I promise to love you forever. Even when I hate you, I'll never stop loving you. And I promise that you'll know that. Without a doubt.

2. I promise that I'll try to be the best person I can possibly be. Because you deserve that. I promise right now that I'll always try to be that person. Because, again, I love you.

3. I promise that I will continually strengthen my relationship with our Heavenly Father so that we can have him in our lives always. With that promise, I promise to regularly attend the temple, and read my scriptures every day, and attend church every week, and strengthen my testimony daily. I promise to do everything that I can to have him in our life. That's the best gift I can possibly think to give you.

I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you. I'm so so happy I get to spend eternity with you.

You're the best thing I could ever ask for.

Love,
Jess

P.S. I'm getting impatient. Please hurry ;)

THE FIERCEST

SELFIEZ

 

 Can you guess what her favorite face is? I could just squeeze this little cutie. Nieces are rad.

Sincerely,

Jess 

A LITTLE ADVENTURE

I just read my last post, and it seemed super sad. But I promise that no one has broken my heart. The poem wasn't about anyone in particular.

So here's another one because it's happier, and it's also not about anyone, and whoever wrote it is incredible.

 It gives me the chills every time I read it.

Anyway, onto more important things.

I met someone today that changed the way I looked at life. I love those people. He was telling me about what he loved about his life, (which is my favorite topic, by the way) and he started to tell me about how he tried to go on at least one adventure every week. He told me that they don't have to be huge, but a little bit of adventure made him love his life, always. I don't think he was trying to be profound or anything, but his thoughts became my thoughts for the rest of the day.

What an incredible way to live. Everybody wants to live an adventurous life, but do they try to? I often find myself envying my friends who are studying abroad or going to school somewhere tropically dreamy. But is your setting really that pertinent to your adventure? Naturally it helps, but it makes no sense why I should live in envy of someone while I wasn't taking advantage of the adventures that I was having around me. Even the little ones. Even the ones I don't even realize that I'm having because I'm too busy dreaming about traveling to foreign countries. Adventure is lovely. Adventure is exciting. Adventure is everywhere. You just have to look for it.

A goal of mine: do something adventurous at least once every week.

Sincerely,
Jess

P.S. I flew in a helicopter today. I liked that. The world is such a pretty place.

DREAMING OF POETRY

About a month ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and wrote a poem. It was weird. But for some reason or other, the words seemed to come naturally. I wrote it in my phone notes and went back to sleep.

I found it today and I still like it (which is rare with me and my writing), so I decided to share it. 

It doesn't have a name. It's just a poem.

The pitter patter of the rain

helps me to forget

the memories of you and me

my broken heart regrets.

And in the dark I try to rest 

but silently I doubt

The pitter patter of the rain

will help me drown you out. 

That's all. 

Sincerely, 

Jess