Sunshine?

Dear Utah,
I know the sun shines here. Please let it come out and play. Not just for a minute or two, and definitely not only at 8 am. My cactus and I need some sunshine.
Thanks,
Ruthie

Cactus Update

So I have an update on the cactus. It's alive! Brian told me that my little cactus buddy was still alive! Thank goodness for brothers that know whether or not a plant is alive. Obviously I do not.

Here are a couple pictures of the little guy. He is struggling, but alive. Phew!                                    

Yes, it is in a water bottle. And yes, I did label it.

(beware: this cactus will poke you in the bum if you get too close)

Bugs In Your Pants

Long story short, I've been lied to a lot in my life. Yeah, other tragic things have happened to me (boo-hoo, I'll live), but the thing that hurts the most is when the people I care about lie to me. Not the funny lies. The lies that aren't funny, that weren't meant to be funny, the lies that are meant to save your skin from my stinging honesty.
Let me just say that I am an honest person. I lie, occasionally. But ONLY if it's funny.

I'm just tired of being lied to. It feels worse than having bugs in your pants.

Just sayin'.

You've Got Some Egg on Your Face

Thank goodness for a fun weekend! Kelci and I went to her house in Tooele for the weekend. We did a sugar scrub, and then and eggy facial. I'm not sure what it did for the good of our faces, but it was fun. And pretty nasty. I won't lie. We found quite a bit of egg in our hair the next day...

Here are some pictures of our faces!      

Friends

Well, should be easy to do. Right?

Answers

(Disclaimer: Normally, I am funny. This post is not that funny. You have been warned.)

In the past few months, a lot has happened in my life. A lot of good. A little of... hasn't felt so good. Pretty much everything that has happened has given rise to questions, which led to fears, which led to... stress.
It hasn't been anything that I've felt that I couldn't handle. But the cumulation of everything was wearing on me.
As most of you know I belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. My beliefs are an integral part of my life. For heaven's sake, I go to BYU, an LDS school! We pray in my Spanish class! Yes, in spanish. I like it. I enjoy praying in my classes, I feel like it makes learning easier for me.
Anyway, I have dedicating the past 5 or so Sundays to fasting and praying for answers to my questions and comfort in my fears and stress.
This past Sunday, everything I needed to hear and feel hit me like a fly wacking into the windshield of a MAC truck speeding down a long stretch through Texas. (If you didn't catch that, I felt like I got hit really hard) I cried almost the entire day. I kid you not.
I feel reassured in my beliefs, in my hopes, in my dreams, in everything.
My life is blessed. Yes, there are hard things. Yes, there will continue to be hard things. But I know that I don't have to go through any of it by myself. There will always be someone to wipe my tears and comfort my fears. There will also always be someone there to rejoice with me when good things come along the way.
I have a strong testimony that all of our prayers are heard and answered.

Please understand that my religious beliefs are dear to me. It is not something that I normally share, not because I am embarrassed or think that it is silly to believe, but because it is so special to me and . But I felt that at this moment, this was something that I needed to share.

I am happy. Things can be good. Really.

Life

"There are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before." - Willa Cather

I hope my human story is fierce enough to survive the germ warfare I am experiencing until the end of April. I should be safe after that.