outside.

When I am outside, I feel peace. Simple as that. Saturday night I was walking back to my apartment and it started to rain. I stopped, lifted my face to the sky, closed my eyes and let the drops hit my skin. I couldn't stay like that for too long or else people would stare haha but I enjoyed the moment.

Today me and Rochelle went to the park, sprawled our bodies out on the blanket she brought and read our books. I wonder what my outdoor get away will be when winter comes.

thank you's

Today while at work, I was taking my time straightening up the reception area. Our office had just put together a book of all the thank you cards we've received from both, past and current patients. While reading through them, it made me think of what a nice gesture that is. To go somewhere and genuinely receive great service, then send them a letter or card letting how much you appreciate them.

So there. That is exactly one thing that I am going to work on for myself. Maybe it will be an August and September goal, to buy a pack of thank you cards and send them out to let people know that I appreciate them. Whether it is caring service at an office, or just something at a restaurant, store, etc. I want to be able to find ways to use them and let people know that I truly am grateful for whatever kind of generosity I received. I know that would make my day, so why not do that for someone else?

Also, while writing this post I just realize that I am horrible at spelling receive. Every single time I type it, I put the "I" before "E"and afterwards need to go back and autocorrect haha.

day one

I've never felt a cry, like the cry I had today. It was a sort of an, "in-between," cry. I couldn't decide whether or not to keep trying to hold it in, or just let it stream out. So I was in this weird limbo of a cry. I feel like ever since I turned, ohhh 23 years old, I cry like a little baby. I get emotional over shows, church, everything haha.

Today I had a reason. I hadn't seen my little brother since December and he was graduating boot camp! I woke up to my mom crying before we even left to see him, she said she was "nervous." I wouldn't use nervous as my word of choice, but she did haha. We got to the marine base and made our way to his platoon area and got a briefing of what was going to happen for the day. When the time came, the boys we're allowed to stand in front of us for a brief moment and then jog away. It was like a quick tease. Over the bodies and waving hands of the people in front of me I got a glimpse of my brother. We had to wait another 2 hours until we actually we're able to be reunited.

But that moment was nice. It was a free for all once they let us loose on our new marines. My mom was jumping up and down so he could find us and once we reached each other, the tears flowed. I can't ever express how proud I am of him. Picturing him in a gas chamber, being yelled at constantly, physically and mentally tried every second of the day weighs on me. I know he is strong and I know that he isn't a little boy anymore. He isnt the little brother I picked on, or maybe he still is cause I totally still pick on him

Tomorrow is his actual graduation and we get to take him home. He says he wants pizza and his bed haha. Easy requests.

Pictures of the day from my phone, I left my camera cord in Utah so those will have to wait :)

For giggles...

Happy August!

Actually I have no idea what is in store this month. For starters, I am sitting at the Salt Lake City Airport on my way back home. It will begin with all my family (immediate family) being together for the first time since December and lots of hugs. No kisses, we're not that kind of family haha. I'll blog more on that later as the days go by.

So August, changes! I will be in Cali the first week and when I get back I will have a week left until I move out of my apartment and move into a different one. I am actually pretty excited, we will see how this not knowing your roommates thing will work out. But then again, I didn't really know Kelli or Ingrid that well before either.

Current situations (sorry, just going off on random thoughts), I love people watching. I seriously think of it as an exciting activity. Everyone at the airport is from a million different places and going a million different directions. I saw a cute little kid being towed on top of his suitcase by his dad. I stood behind an older lady who smelled strongly of perfume, you know the old lady smell. I was told by the airport lady that I seriously need to double check my pockets because there shouldn't be anything in them (im wearing stretchy exercise pants, no pockets in those things).

Darn, I've run out of thoughts.

I'm coming home...

Coming home, tell the world that I'm coming home...
(Lately, I will hear a line of a song come up in normal conversation and then I break into song)

But really! I am coming home tomorrow. My real home, my families home in the heart of MoVal. Oh how I miss that brown dry town, occasionally.  I mainly just miss my family and the sense of security I have there.

However, there is an event. My brother is graduating from the marines boot camp in San Diego! I can't even express enough how proud I am of him. December was the last time that I saw him so this should be a great weekend well spent. Oceanside here I come, my mom is already planning a family bon fire for us on friday night haha. She is a great mom, always trying to make us happy.

All that I need to do is finish packing (gay), stop by work to pick up something before I leave and drive my little Nissan Xterra to that Salt Lake City airport. Then after about an hour and a half spent in the air I will arrive in Long Beach. Jetblue, I love you. Until then, farewell!

Under the Sun

The title of my blog means so much to me, and I was reminded of it this past week. You sit and try and think of some clever title, but really mine sums up what I love. I had two moments this week 'under the sun' that were the epitome of a perfect feeling to me.

The first running the 5k race through downtown Salt Lake while it was sunny and raining, I am pretty sure on that blog post I mentioned, in that moment things felt perfect.

The second moment was last night. Our friend Ryan oh so graciously took us out on his boat to Utah Lake. Just sitting there, staring out at the most beautiful sunset was another perfect moment for me. You just try to soak in natures beauty, and I am not trying to sound all mushy. Those outdoor moments are me. They are everything that I live for. The outdoor activities are what brings happiness to my whole being.

Other than that, I was attacked by a swarm of mosquitos (along with everyone else...), and am drowning myself in bath salts and cortizone cream. Today we might float the Provo River with some friends and I think I am going to insist on a stop to the store for bug spray. My body is not food for these insects!

inner blogger

I feel like my inner blogger is coming out. I am not sure if this is a good or bad thing, seeing as I am not  that witty and creative of a writer. But I will continue on in my "wanna be" blogger fashion.

Today I am feeling down. Well, down and up. Up in the fact that I am excited for the future even though I have no idea what is actually in store for me. Down because I feel like moving here right away and dating someone was not the most smart decision I could have made. In the end, it obviously didn't work out and now that I am back to single life, I find it harder and harder to make friends. I see groups of friends already formed, and I am kind of discounted if it has in any way a relation to do with my ex. For me, the situations aren't awkward. I am an adult, I don't talk bad about past people I have dated. I guess being mature in this situation isn't so easy for some people. 

Well what shall I do? I guess continue on in the journey, I know that things will work out and I will be right back on that road to happiness again soon.