My journal entry for the last week.
Today, I had a nice stroll down memory lane. I talked with Nate Moore for over an hour. We were catching up on each other’s lives and just talking about our lives and you know what it seemed as if we were 16 again. It was nostalgic. I remember good memories of conversations on the phone for sometimes an hour or so at home. I remember sleepovers when we would just talk about girls that we liked and about our dreams for the future. What we wanted to be and so forth. I remember listening to the Nine Inch Nails CD Broken and saying to myself that it was a good album but really what trash it was. It was so bad on my spirit. It certainly doesn’t bring good feelings or good memories of listening to it. It was fun just perusing music with Nate and listening to Depeche Mode, 311, or Sting and enjoying ourselves. This also brings up some good memories of summer night dances at the Res or the high school. What a time of stress that was. I think now about how much pressure to be cool there was. I am glad that there isn’t that type of pressure on us now. I think that it is so nice to be moving into a career and finding ways to be find joy in that service and to now not have to work at wanting to “be cool.”
This leads me to more current memories of times with Nate. After our missions we lived together at the Glenwood apartments in Provo. We went to the temple together. (Jordan River one time and we went to a Portuguese session and Nate listening to English on the headset). It was quite a good time. We talked about the girls we were dating and the many challenges that we felt were facing us and how to make decisions where in the past we were so accustomed to not making serious choices, rather we just kind of rolled through a lot of choices and piggybacked each other (like what classes to take in high school and where to go to college).
After our missions, I felt like we had both matured and we had a lot of fun together. Snowboarding and the like.
Thoughts of the Leamington gang and the Spillway flood my mind and I think what a great time it was to grow up in small town Utah. We didn’t face so strongly some of the great pressures to use drugs and alcohol or other problems there as we may have in a larger city.
Recently, I have been contemplating about what it would be like to move back to Delta and how I think that it was would be so hard because then you’d have to return to some of the same challenging relationships that you had while living there (most likely some of the folks that I went to high school with will have returned from school to live there). It would seem like a constant memory session and I guess we have to create more new good memories but I almost like to think of the good memories there and desire not to disturb them but to let them stay there as they are and I’ll create more memories like I have in Provo, Brazil, and Loma Linda. Where is our next phase of life going to lead us? Fortunately for us we don’t quite have to make that decision. We have thoughts of North Carolina, Georgia, Arizona, and Utah among other places.
I hope to be teaching somewhere… Statistics maybe. And teaching parenting classes and doing some part-time therapy work.
Today, we have received some sad news from my cousins about their children. Rob and Jennifer lost their little baby boy that died after birth. I feel so badly for them. I hope that they can manage to cope with the loss and grief associated with such a sudden and unexpected loss of a child when so much was put into the thoughts of the future with this child since she had taken him full-term. I also have been feeling for my cousin Will that is expecting some serious physical limitations with their 3rd daughter who will be born this coming week. It puts a somber mood on life and the joy that you feel with your own kids and makes you think how precious life is and how many ways things can drastically change what we are expecting from our lives.
There is great joy in understanding that these spirits are brought to them or us from a loving Heavenly father who care for us and desires that we do what is right and follow his commandments and that he will give to us those things that we need to learn and grow and become the persons that he wants us to be. It isn’t easy but it is worth the effort.
On a lighter note, I am not doing to well with my Yahoo Fantasy football team. I keep losing by a few 10 points and I am getting really frustrated by it. I hope that I can scramble up and few wins here in the next few weeks so that I can be sure to make it to the playoffs without and problems.
Halloween is coming up soon. We are trying to decorate the house without offering too many new things that Oscar and rip to the ground.
Well I hope to have more to write later.
2 comments:
Dr. Fill,
Nine Inch Nails, I never, That must have been you other friends "The Lodies". Anyway, it's good to remember the good times. I won't let you forget if you don't let me forget. I love you man, you really were a great example to me; part of what has led me here to be were I am today. Keep it up.
Nate
Oh its olcay if you don't remember. I did borrow the cd from Frankie but we used to listen to it on Swim trips. maybe it was just me. thanks for your Comments. You are a great example to me. It's nice having such a friend, even when we don't See each other that frequently. I am in Kansas City for the week. It is a family therapy Conference. It will be in Austin texas next year.
see you later.
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