Today, I'm missin...

My family. And high school. Didn't realize how simple it was til now!
My Grant buddy, and the tire swing, and the cabin, and the smell of the forest!

My very handsome best friends! And the Mesa temple, and Sunday nights at the temple!

These crazy kiddos, and having Sunday dinners with them! (but I don't miss cleaning up after them! :))

My girls!

These lovely ladies! Their testimonies have bult me up so much, and it's so weird not having them around all the time!

These boys. Parker man especially! And going out to eat, and not worrying about school! HEAVEN. So excited for Thanksgiving!

Cross Country! I miss that training, that "I think I'm gunna cry, barf, and pass out, and that my lungs are going to explode, and all my limbs are going to pop off. All at the same time." haha I miss feeling in shape, and having that stress relief. Running without a team, and without competitions just isn't as fun!

All of these girls, especially that one on the end. Today in a testimony, someone shared something interesting. She said something that touched me, and got me thinking. I am homesick right now. I want to go home to my friends, my family, my home, the comfort that I know so well. But this girl said, "I am homesick to go home to my Heavenly Father. To have his arms wrapped around me." I had never thought of it in that way before. But I can only imagine how amazing it will be to run to him. To be in his arms. To cry. To laugh. To have him tell me I've done well. And, I have found myself imagining just that for Jakelle. As I sat and stared at the Christus at the temple on that Tuesday morning, I looked at the outstretched arms, and I imagined He and Jakelle running to eachother. I imagined Christ lifting her in his arms, and Kelle smiling, and crying, and loving every minute she has with Him. I imagined her dancing beautifully for Him, and bathing His feet with her tears. I imagined her thanking Him for everything, and for the time she was alotted on the Earth, and for the opportunity she had to touch so many. And I find myself, to this day, everyday, thinking the same things. Thanking the Lord for her, and her example, and that she was able to be in my life, even the small bit that she was. I find myself thinking of her EVERY single day. And thinking, if Kelle were here, what would she do? How would she get over the feelings of insecurity, and loneliness? How would she handle this or that situation? And I try and pattern my life more after hers, because hers was patterned so much after our Savior's. I am so thankful for her. I am so thankful for the Plan of Happiness, that literally is a plan for our eternal happiness, as long as we live worthy of it. I am so thankful for the opportunities that I am blessed with daily, and the ability that I have to start each day, each hour, each MINUTE new. Because of the Savior, and the atonement. I count myself blessed. Very very very blessed. And although I am missing so many, I know that they are always with me. No matter what.

Happy Sunday!