Yesterday I got some news that a dear friend had passed away. My heart has been ever so heavy for hours and hours and tears are insistent, try as I may to keep them at bay. I have always been an advocate of words as catharsis, but words seem frail when we’re hollowed out by grief. Oh how I miss you, my friend. One of my personal waves of grief is just wanting Heaven closer. There is something cruel about knowing where your dear one has gone and yet having no way of getting there without Heaven itself calling you there. Continue reading
“When I consider how my light is spent,
Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent, which is death to hide,
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent…”
-John Milton, “Sonnet On His Blindness”
There’s an alluring summer storm brewing outside. The bellowing thunder is in good company with the “hard rain” that’s falling. There was a time not too long ago, when it rained with such insistence that the only explanation was that Utah’s lover was unfaithful and all Utah could do to alleviate the pain was cry and cry. Continue reading
Yesterday I said, “That girl gives Brittanys everywhere a bad name.” And then I got to thinking… What if other Brittanys out there are saying that about me?!
“Time is on my side, yes it is.”
“Everybody’s wearing a disguise, to hide what they’ve got left behind their eyes.
But me, I can’t cover who I am.”
“I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.”
There are so, so many things I love about life- which I’m sure you’ve gathered. There are some things I hate about it, too. In the true spirit of Sunday, let me just elucidate for you a few of my non-favorite things. Just in case we ever meet, you will know what not to talk to me about. Ready, set, go… Continue reading