Thank-You

To all of my roommates, for making me lunch, giving me hugs (and not judgmental looks) when I come home late at night, orienting me to the scriptures, talking to be about everything, discussing pop-psychology personality types, staying up late to have talks from one bed to the other, laughing, loving, praying, playing, and just being together.

To my best guy friend, for staying patient and kind even when I'm an obstinate teenager, for fighting to keep the Spirit when I seem to be doing everything in my power to drive it away, and for pushing me to grow especially when it's hard.

To my geographically challenged friend that is so far away, for talking in the small moments I have and for sharing her life with me.

To the writer of this blog post, for reminding me to keep thoughts of dating and marriage in perspective.

To my legs and stomach, for not committing mutiny after the way I've treated you lately.

To my Heavenly Father, for sticking with me even when I'm exhausted and want to throw in the towel- and for reminding me that it will be worth it in the long run.

And to Gotye and YouTube, for letting me listen to this song 20+ times in the past 48 hours.

In the mornings
I was anxious

It's better just to stay in bed

Didn't want to fail myself again

Running through all the options

And the endings

Were rolling out in front of me

But I couldn't choose a thread to begin

And I could not love

'Cause I could not love myself

Never good enough, no

That was all I'd tell myself

And I was not well

But I could not help myself

I was giving up on living

In the morning

You were leaving

Travelling south again

And you said you were not unprepared

And all the dead ends

And disappointments

Were fading from your memory

Ready for that lonely life to end

And you gave me love

When I could not love myself

And you made me turn

From the way I saw myself

And you're patient, love

And you help me help myself

And you save me