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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"><b>December 17, 2010</b> - I am finishing my last semester at BYU and packing up the last 4 ½ years into my car, almost ready to make the trek home. My sister, Emily, who has just finished her first semester at Utah State, is coming down with me to be home for the holidays. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> We leave the Enclave Apartments in the </span></span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">evening. I drive down University Ave and point out the Tabernacle to Em, telling her how cool it was to go stake conference and see the beautiful interior. </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">We sleep at one of Emily’s friend’s houses in Cedar City and plan to head out early the next day.</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"> </span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"> Friday morning I receive a text from my cousin, Matt, who is still up in Provo, telling me he's at the Provo Tabernacle with dozens of people watching it burn and says I should come over with my camera.</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"> </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">I share the news with Emily and her friend – we are devastated.</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"> </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">The Tabernacle was blocks away from where I lived during the second half of my BYU days. I had attended a Stake Conference there the previous year and loved the history behind it.</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;"> </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt; text-indent: 0.5in;">The news gives a bit of an eerie feeling to the close of my journey at BYU.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"><b>January 2011</b> - </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;">Figuring out post grad life begins. A few days after the Rose Parade, my grandma falls at her home and needs more care.</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;">It is definitely a hard week for the Reed Family - we take shifts staying with Grammy at the care facility, while my mom and her siblings work out how they will care for their mother in her own home.</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;">{It was a hard realization that comes to all adults in time; watching someone strong you've looked up to for so long finally age and be so fragile, and seeing my mom burdened with caring for a parent.}</span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A few weeks later, Em returns to Logan for her second semester of classes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> Only a couple of weeks go by</span>, and she begins to have some struggles with her health, so my parents decide to bring her home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is very hard and mind-boggling for me to see my sweet, young and healthy sister struggle with sleep, anxiety, and emotions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I feel completely helpless, and I know she does, too.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>My amazing parents are understanding, patient, prayerful, and faithful.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"><b>Labor Day Weekend, 2011</b> It's t</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;">he last weekend I have with my family before I enter the MTC (Missionary Training Center). We decide to spend time down in Orange County, and I feel very torn and heavy. My heart is breaking to the point where I ask myself, “Will Emily get better? Things don't seem to be better yet.</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;">Will she have a balanced life and go back to school?”</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;">I even think, “Should I even be going on my mission when I would be leaving my family while my mom has to take care of my sister and my grandma?” </span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>I pray a lot that day.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I pray for strength and faith that Emily will get better, that my family will have help and that I will have the courage to serve my mission with faith that everything would be alright.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"><b>September 23, 2011</b> - I leave the MTC and enter the Provo Mission to wait for my Visa for Argentina.</span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 14pt;">It's pretty weird serving near where I have just finished studying! But I sincerely enjoy getting to know the latino families South of Campus. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 18.6667px;"> I instantly thought of my sweet little sister, who probably feels worn and broken. She needed to hear this. In my next letter, I tell her the simple yet powerful symbol that lady shared with me that day. I say, </span><br />
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 18.6667px;">"Emie - we are all temples! The Lord knows our pain thanks to the Atonement, and he is building us up into this beautiful palace. I know you are thinking positive thoughts - I can see it in your letters. But I know there can be days where you feel frustrated or lonely or you don't know where your life is going. I definitely felt that in January when I was fighting with my self to figure out what I was supposed to do after BYU. Heavenly Father is looking out for you, Emie, and so are Mom and Dad! The Lord is placing you in this situation for a reason - and after this trial you will be able to look back and understand why this all had to happen. " </span><br />
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 18.6667px;"><b>November 15, 2011 </b>- I'm flying to Argentina. So unreal, it's finally happening! My district teased me unceasingly that I would be stuck in Provo like another Elder who never got his Visa to Spain. I am grateful for the refiner's fire Provo gave me so that I could kick butt in Argentina. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic";"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"><b>Thanksgiving Day, 2011</b> - I get a phone call from my mission President during our personal study. He tells me that Grammy passed away. I knew it was coming, and although it is sad to hear, I feel so much peace and relief to know that her suffering is over. It is intriguing to know how trials offer opportunity. I know that Grammy's last months of life spent in bed gave Emily the chance to serve someone while she was in an obstacle of her own. She played music for her, read, and spent time at her side, which I know helped Emily feel love and strength. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic";"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">- As the months go by, I begin to hear through Em's letters that she is attending institute, and taking classes through BYU Idaho's Pathways Program! I am elated to know she is studying again and loving it.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic";"><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;"> - Later on, she is hanging out with my dear friends at G7 (the best singles ward in the world) and serving as a ward missionary! </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #5f497a; font-family: "century gothic"; font-size: 18.6667px;">Fast forward to today - Emily and her husband, Colby, live in Provo, just a mile away from the Provo City Center Temple, where <i><b>they have been called to serve as ordinance workers, and will serve with the Temple Presidency, which includes my mission president and his wife! WOW.</b></i></span><br />
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Today I was inspired by the light by many people around me, which has in turn helped me shine my own light. My heart feels so full, that it's hard to put into words what I experienced. Instead, I'll have my first ever gif speak for me. (If a picture is worth a thousand words, how many can a gif speak?)</div>
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What I love most about this image is the softness of the details, or better yet the lack of detail, so it exemplifies an oil painting. I wish I could say it was intentional, but knowing my younger self who took this photo almost 7 years ago, I was probably too excited to adjust my settings for focus or shutter speed. I stumbled upon the image a few months ago and was pleasantly surprised by how much I loved it, when at the time I finished my journey I probably was frustrated with it. {Which goes to show you that sometimes if a piece of your work doesn't satisfy your expectations at first, walking away from it for a moment - or a few years - can refresh your senses and find the beauty in it. } </div>
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I found these words on a card that belongs to a deck of many wonderful quotes, which I display one by one in the display holder they came with, alongside my bed. The cards are only a 2 1/2 in square; always providing a simple yet striking message in a dozen or so less amount of words. </div>
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I'll just say that initially, being back was a "beautiful mess" as Jason Mraz would say. </div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Gosh, that sounds so surreal and far away from now... it's really only three days from when I am now writing this. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">After Sunday, August 28th, I discovered that I hate goodbyes. I choose to use that word sparingly. I don't hate a lot of things in life, and it's comforting to know that I am sure I will not be able to find a decent human being who would love saying goodbye to the ones they love. So I will say it again: I <i>hate</i> goodbyes. And doing it over, and over, and <i>over again</i> on Sunday evening <b>and</b> again on Thursday evening <b>and</b> this weekend was really hard for me. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I may or may not have scripted my desired goodbyes in my head; crafted careful phrases to express how I feel about those who helped raise me, helped teach me, loved me, shared adventures with me... </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">and those choice words flew right out the window when the moment arrived. I could not manage to form any other words except, "Thank you" or "I love you!" or "I will miss you SO much" and I may or may not have said more than once, "I want EVERYONE here to come with me to Argentina!" </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">SO. In my efforts to redeem myself from my sad inability to express how I feel when I wanted to, and to wipe away the tad feeling of possibly not sounding genuine</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> because I was lost for words when I last saw you, I am solving everything by not calling these moments "<b>goodbyes</b>". They are what I will call "<b>momentary partings</b>."</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">In many cultures where Spanish is spoken <i>¡Adios! {</i>literally translated to mean "Go with God." Cool, right?} is used less often than<i> ¡Hasta luego!</i> or <i>¡Hasta pronto!, </i>or my favorite<i> ¡Chau! </i>which mean "Cya later", or "Cya real soon!" or "Ciao." </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">And no, I did not come up with a reason just to be able to mention my favorite John Mayer. Nice try. </span><br />
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In hand a single rose<br />
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And that's the way this wheel keeps working now<br />
That's the way this wheel keeps working now<br />
And I won't be the last<br />
No I won't be the last,<br />
To love her<br />
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And you can't build a house of leaves<br />
And live like it's an evergreen<br />
It's just a season thing<br />
It's just this thing that seasons do<br />
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And that's the way this wheel keeps working now<br />
That's the way this wheel keeps working now<br />
And you won't be the first<br />
No you won't be the first<br />
To love me<br />
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You can find me, if you ever want again<br />
I'll be around the bend<br />
I'll be around the bend<br />
I'll be around,<br />
I'll be around<br />
And if you never stop when you wave goodbye<br />
You just might find if you give it time<br />
You will wave hello again<br />
You just might wave hello again<br />
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And that's the way this wheel keeps working now<br />
That's the way this wheel keeps working now<br />
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You can't love too much, one part of it (repeat then fade)<br />
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I believe that my life's gonna see<br />
The love I give<br />
Return to me<br />
I believe that my life's gonna see<br />
The love I give<br />
Return to me<br />
I believe that my life's gonna see<br />
The love I give<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Laid down on the grass in the backyard and watched the clouds </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Danced in the rain with my sister </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a sunny kind of rain - but the sun was setting, so the clouds were bright pink and orange! </div><div style="text-align: center;">There was another rainbow, amazing! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My last Sunday home. What a beautiful day! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">On August 13th my friends Laura & Austin got married in the Newport Beach temple and had a beautiful reception at the South Coast Collection. I probably will never see another wedding like it! Everything was perfect, from the weather to the location to the food and music - but especially the two happy families that were constantly having fun and laughing throughout the day. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoy! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I have yet to listen to all of them, but so far I have discovered that I now possess songs from: </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The Mormon Tabernacle Choir - beautiful! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The Prince of Egypt Soundtrack - chills </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">EFY music - memories </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Josh Groban - so talented! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Spanish Hymns - ¡para practicar! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">And I just now rediscovered one of my favorite gospel albums while browsing on my dad's old MacBook. That's right <i>gospel.</i> As in Hallelujah! <i>gospel. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I may or may not burn a CD to listen to on my way to church next week. OH and bring on my mission.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Once upon a time, before my rock solid video iPod died, I would listen to Gladys Knight and her choir on Sunday mornings. And usually these listenings were by myself, so I was free to sing as loud as possible with my wannabe gospel choir voice. I do remember having my roommate Alyssa listen to it while we got ready for church in the morning, and I think she liked it! She very well may have just been trying to be polite. I will never know. The best connection I had with someone else and this album was while studying abroad in Italy. The back of our bus was the grooviest thanks to these soulful songs. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Crossing my fingers that my president will feel the same! Whether or not, you should consider listening to this album. Especially Come Come Ye Saints - it's like MoTab meets The Lion King! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Last Sunday during Break the Fast I received some really valuable missionary advice from my friend Charan. He told me there will be hard days, no doubt about that. He said he got stuck in a rut at one point and his companion helped him turn his attitude around once he started to enjoy the little moments. He said time will fly and you will have a blast as long as you find fun one day at a time. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Let me tell you - I was beyond excited to go because it had been two years since my last visit and I was looking forward to see how my friends would like this different scene. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Long story short, they are hooked. <br />
Glad they finally understand what I have been loving all of these years! I must admit, I have been keeping this love tucked away for awhile with my recent work schedule and my other love for temple nights and salsa dancing.<br />
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Cat, you missed out! And all you other G7 readers... you're next too. <br />
You may get bit by the jitterbug and like it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will never stop loving the groove of the lindy hop.<br />
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We were also privileged to see this amazing performance: </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">{The video was filmed earlier this year at Camp Hollywood}</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dancing makes me happy. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Dancing to old music makes me happy. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Dancing with cute old men who have great style makes me happy. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Dancing with guy friends who are just picking up Lindy Hop makes me happy. </div><div style="text-align: center;">and watching my friends get caught up in what feels like a time warp back to the 40's makes me <i>really</i> happy : )</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765986829722695545.post-89913793204833715252011-08-08T00:02:00.000-07:002011-08-08T00:02:32.514-07:00one month<div style="text-align: center;">I have one month left before I leave for my mission!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It is starting to sink in. Every time I am with my cousins, playing games with my family, or hanging out with ward friends I become really nostalgic and sentimental thinking back about all of our good memories we've shared. I am going to miss everyone so much. SO so much. I wish I could bring everyone along with me so I could share this wonderful experience with them! As of now I have three friends who would like to sneak into my suitcase. Any more takers? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought that around this time before my mission I would feel a little panicked about all the things I need to buy and tasks I must complete before I leave. Instead I just feel this great need to just be with the people that I love. Unfortunately there is not enough time to have nice long heart-to-hearts {as I like to call them} with my favorite people. But I am doing as much as I can as I am now done with work {except for one really exciting project - shooting my friends' wedding this Saturday! woot!}</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">18 months. A year and a half. September 2011 - Spring 2013. Wow. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am trying to imagine what Argentina will be like. I daydream about it often:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Answering people's questions about Joseph Smith, The Book of Mormon, and the temple.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Speaking in Spanish 24/7 {I can't wait!} </div><div style="text-align: center;">Eating steak with chimichurri sauce. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Having a companion. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Watching people's lives change. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Service. Non-stop service.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Talking to anyone and everyone on the street or bus. <br />
Living in a modest apartment with unreliable appliances, </div><div style="text-align: center;">killing cockroaches, </div><div style="text-align: center;">and praying to never encounter large furry spiders. </div><div style="text-align: center;">{Don't worry, I've already had a nightmare about that.}</div><div style="text-align: center;">Steak.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Walking in the rain. </div><div style="text-align: center;">{Call me silly, but I<i> love</i> the rain. I am convinced that I will still love it after walking in it constantly on my mission! You can hold me to it!} </div><div style="text-align: center;">Steak. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Keeping my artistic hunger satisfied with cute sister missionary outfits, hair accessories, and hair styles. </div><div style="text-align: center;">{This girl is about to become the girliest she has ever been. Get ready!}</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dulce de leche. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Walking on a dusty trail beside a corral of horses. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Gauchos. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Kids speaking in "vos". </div><div style="text-align: center;">Pronouncing words with "y" "ll" or "rr" with "j"/"sha". </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Seeing miracles happen everyday. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am starting to think what it will be like when I see my little cousins in 2013. How many inches will they grow? Will they have lost all of their baby teeth? Will the littlest ones remember me? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And my sister! My buddy Brandon was teasing me the other day and said, "What if she got married while you were gone?" I didn't laugh. I got kinda freaked out at that idea. Em, don't even think about it. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And my G7ers - will they still be there when I get back? Will a lot of them "graduate" and be married? {I have a guess that two of my girl friends will be engaged soon : ) } Will they go on to get master's degrees? Will they move? Will they get amazing grown-up jobs? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> I know a lot will happen while I am gone, but I am looking at all of this as a exhilarating, breath-taking adventure into the unknown for everyone! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Newport Temple, with my parents, Emily, and my cousin Heather after receiving my endowments. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765986829722695545.post-23313439744611763282011-07-26T23:58:00.001-07:002011-07-26T23:59:16.925-07:00surfer girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUH1dFa-1NM/Ti-3FII0myI/AAAAAAAAAp0/1IXJVncqsng/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-07-26+at+11.57.57+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nUH1dFa-1NM/Ti-3FII0myI/AAAAAAAAAp0/1IXJVncqsng/s640/Screen+shot+2011-07-26+at+11.57.57+PM.png" width="420" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765986829722695545.post-58440580271992614162011-07-24T19:36:00.000-07:002011-07-24T19:36:26.352-07:00Ride the Wave<div style="text-align: center;">This weekend provided me with a big metaphor, and I felt that I should share it with you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am a huge fan when it comes to beautiful motifs I find repeatedly within a brief moment in time. To me it feels like a gentle whisper from the Spirit, reminding me that Heavenly Father is not only looking out for me by providing me this beautiful message through nature or life, but he is also speaking my language. I am learning that the Spirit is this amazing tool that speaks in specific ways to specific people and will speak to us depending on how we are listening, what level where are at, and what environment we are in! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Late Friday night my friend Liz and I decided to go for a walk by the beach near where we were staying. We discovered that the San Clemente Pier does not close until midnight, so we ventured out onto the long wooden platform that stretches out into the dark waters. Yes, it was <i>creepy</i> looking, but rest assured there was a surprising amount of young people and families walking around, fishing, and taking pictures considering the time of night. When we reached the very end of the pier all we could see was pitch black. On the edges of the coast, southward and northward, we could see the city lights stop abruptly at what seemed to be a black wall. Below us we could barely make out the outlines of the breathing ocean; its swells moving up and down, the ripples of coming waves moving slowly toward us, under the pier, ultimately breaking onto the shore. I had never seen the ocean in this way before! Liz shared this amazing analogy with me. She said something along the lines of, {I wish I could remember word for word!} "I was near the ocean one time and I started thinking about my life and certain unexpected changes and challenges I have gone and am going through. I looked out and thought of this.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">The ocean at night is this amazing metaphor</span>: You can only see so much ahead of you into that darkness, just like the<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">future</span>. We just have to trust God because <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;">he can see everything</span>, and even though we don't know what kind of wave is coming, we must remember<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"> it will be beautiful </span>because it is comes from Him!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Then today another metaphor hit me, and it made me even happier because I could tie it into the first! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sister Price, our bishop's wife, made a remark to all of us after Gospel Doctrine class. She stood up and said, "Please know that Bishop and I love you very much. How do I know that the Bishop loves you so much? How can a 64 year-old man be able to stay in the water all day and keep pushing out girl after girl on their surf boards? I don't know how except for he does it because he loves you." Bishop and ten other dads from the La Cañada ward put together the 2nd Annual Relief Society Surf Day at Dana Point yesterday. It was my third time ever surfing, and Emie's second time {she did it back in eighth grade!} and we were lucky to have the Bishop help both of us. Sister Price's words helped me realize that in life we have amazing leaders, fathers, mothers, older and wiser and more experienced people who are there <i>right behind us</i>, yelling "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">Keep paddling</span>!!!" and <i>don't ever leave us alone in the ocean, or in life for that matter</i>! My parents are right behind me with my choices in life. They say, "Don't give up!" when I feel frustrated about jobs, social conflicts, and even dating. Sometimes Bishop gave us girls a push on a board to catch the wave, but after we got the hang of it, we starting catching our own waves! Even still, our "Surfing Dads" were still there when we returned once more to give us tips if we asked for it. The best part of the surfing day was seeing Bishop's thumbs up and big grin after I finally caught a bigger wave on the shorter board. "You did it Hill! You figured it out!" as well as hearing other girlfriends and leaders on the shore cheering. Great metaphor, right? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are surfing through life. We might have a different board than someone else because we are going through different experiences. We don't all catch the same waves, but oh, when we do it is one beautiful moment! To be able to share the same struggle or even a triumph with a friend is a blessing; a cherished and special moment because we know almost exactly what the other is going through. Francesca Ricci and I caught one or two of the same waves, and we couldn't help but laugh and shout cries of excitement as we were riding the wave simultaneously. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I must say that after surfing all day and watching amazing surfers along the pier Saturday evening really got me thinking about wanting to surf consistently when I get back from my mission. There is so much more I can add to this metaphor, but I will let you experience it on your own the next time you are on the waves or by the beach. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's a great quote from a surfer at the end of Jack Johnson's "Breakdown"on the September Sessions album:<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I finally saw Evita all the way through. The history is really quite interesting, though I wish there was more dialogue to explain more specifically what is all going on. Musicals can only be so historically rich because they want to still entertain you! I wish all movies about Argentina could be this beautifully shot.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And I'm watching this right now. What is it about cunning sneaky criminal films that gets me going?! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The music, the main titles! I should watch Ocean's again, now that I think about it.... it's been too long. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ok, okok, one sneak peek: </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here involves one of the craziest conglomerate of steps I will probably ever execute in my life.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have never re-read directions so many times or triple-checked, no, quadruple-checked my work as I did for obtaining my Visa for Argentina. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I will say that this could have been worse - I am grateful for how short the lines were and for every employee who helped me with a smile! That was the most surprising because I was preparing for a DMV/Jury Duty-esque environment. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">2. Obtain a Police Letter of Good Conduct </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A notary must be present. There is no notary on site at my city's PD, so I had to have a notary meet me, which costs extra. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Location: my police department </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have a clean report! Who would've thought?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">3. Obtain 2 copies of Certified Birth Certificates</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Location: East Los Angeles </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(In order to request a birth certificate, I read online that I needed to get a notarized certificate of identity. Turns out I only needed that if I was doing this by mail! Oh well, better to have done more than necessary, right?) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">4. Send the Police Letter and Birth Certificates to the Secretary of State to request apostilles for each document. Write a cover letter explaining your need for these documents for a Visa for Argentina.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What is an apostille? It is an authentication of a document that another country approves. Basically I have to prove to Argentina that I am a real citizen of the US/California and that I am not a criminal. Who knew it would take 100 miles of driving and over $100 to get signatures and papers with seals to prove it?! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I discovered I needed an extra step. Instead of mailing my documents to Sacramento's Secretary of State office, I wanted to do everything in person in the DTLA office so I could get everything done in the same day and decrease any chance of anyone misplacing these valuable papers. In order to do this, my notarized Police Letter needed to be authenticated by the county clerk! I was worried I needed to go back to the LA County Registrar in East LA where I obtained my birth certificates (which were printed with the county clerk's signature), but after more research online and calling the DTLA office I discovered I needed to go to an office in Norwalk. ? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">New step: Take the Police Letter of Good Conduct to have the notarized signature authenticated by the county clerk. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Location: Norwalk</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Isn't a notary already authenticated?? Oh geez...)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">5. Take 4 color professional photos, cut 1.5 x 1.5 inches </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You must wear missionary attire.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Do not smile, do not wear glasses. Right ear must be showing {awkward chuckle}. Move hair if necessary.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">paperclip photos to passport </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Location: First the Post Office. They were too expensive and could not zoom out to compensate for the smaller size. They suggested AAA. They were extremely helpful and gave me 6 photos for half the price! (They let me keep the test run)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And no I am not posting them here. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh - almost forgot - because AAA also could only make 2 x 2 inches, I had to go home and cut them myself. I discovered that there was not enough head room, so I scanned, uploaded, and slightly shrunk my photo to fit the dimensions. I wonder how someone would be able to complete these steps if they didn't have photoshop? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is all the driving I did in one day with my Mom. I had already received my birth certificates a few days prior with my Dad in East LA. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> 1. Norwalk for county clerk signature. 2. Downtown to the Ronald Regan building to request apostilles. 3. The temple's distribution services to get what I needed before going through the temple {and that my friends, is a post for another day. In short, we are going to be ordering online from now on, or trekking out to Upland if necessary.} </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I sent the following items in a big envelope to Salt Lake:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I must admit, as educational as this was, I never want to be this stressed about paperwork again. </div><div style="text-align: center;">If anything is wrong or lost, I will be. . . more than a little peeved. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Update</b>: ahaha. I just called Salt Lake and my photos did not pass the test because they were not clear enough! The lady in the office also told me that the requirements changed - my photos can be a traditional passport photo, meaning I can face forward and it can remain 2x2 inches! Oh goodness!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I just have to laugh at all of this : ) I am glad that I have the resources and time to do everything. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Argentina, I hope you're happy with this wild goose chase I am running for you! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765986829722695545.post-86583218091723312122011-07-17T01:03:00.000-07:002011-07-17T01:03:39.708-07:00heather's wedding<div style="text-align: center;">Today was a beautiful day for a wedding! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My cousin Heather was sealed to her sweetheart Austin for time and all eternity in the Newport Beach Temple. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here are some of my photographs I took today. She was so beautiful, had the greatest smile on her face, and had the perfect dress! I loved every minute of it and was so happy to be able to witness the event : )</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Next week is when "it all ends," but I don't believe it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Even though I have pretty spectacular plans the eve of the midnight showing next week, I am a little sad that I won't be able to dress up with my friends and watch it on the first night with them. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hopefully I can find someone who wants to see it again so they can accompany me on my first viewing! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">When I get back from my mission and I have some down time from work, I will re-read the books through a whole new perspective. I was barely out of high school when I finished the 7th book, so it's about time I experience Harry's adventures in a new light. There's something great about experiencing a favorite story multiple times at different stages in life. I can recall feeling differently after viewing Little Women from when I was very little to just a few weeks ago. You can see yourself in a character different from the last, and you have more experiences yourself that you can bring to the table.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love stories. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As for the great HP, this is nowhere near the end! There may not be additional films or books, but I will definitely read Harry Potter to my future children! How lucky are we to have had this unique opportunity to watch an incredible and enchanting world form before our very eyes. Well, it doesn't stop here. The magic will never die. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765986829722695545.post-87347916992475970022011-07-06T09:57:00.000-07:002011-07-06T10:01:26.147-07:00I love fireworks<div style="text-align: center;">And I love them even more so now that I know how to take proper photographs of them! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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My friends and I watched the Rose Bowl fireworks on the Fourth of July on a hillside adjacent to Chandler School. I was so worried that my friends wouldn't get to the spot in time because parking was <i>insane - </i>but they did! I wish I could properly tell their story of how insane it really was. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It involved Liz driving down a street that became narrower and narrower, lots of honking yelling and cursing (not from them, claro), some attitude from some sassy female who poked out through her sun roof, and clever Lars asking a neighbor if the group could pay them ten bucks to park in their driveway. They were happy to report that no windows were broken or tires slashed upon their return to their vehicle. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Emily played me this song a few years ago, and I absolutely love it! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">What are you doing to be patriotic? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am wearing the denim shirt I found in my Mom's closet of old clothes. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am going to the BEACH to play with the little and big cousins! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I am going to watch HUGE fireworks with friends!! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I may light a sparkler or two. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Have a wonderful Independence Day today! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">How blessed we are to live in such a wonderful country. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765986829722695545.post-37676669247172873462011-07-03T08:59:00.000-07:002011-07-03T08:59:53.787-07:00sparklers in the backyard<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The other night my two friends, Ash Mills and Jake, and I were having a hard time figuring out what we should do with our evening. We had eaten dinner at Cafe Río and had no other plans. You should have seen us sitting in Jake's driveway. We didn't drive out for a good five minutes as we tossed ideas around. Bowling? Karaoke? Movie theatre? Other parties we heard about were too far away... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Finally we decided to buy sparklers at the fireworks booth and do Night Graffiti! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tripod + DSLR + 4-8 seconds with the shutter open + rogue explosions from ghetto fireworks that don't last more than two minutes = lots of laughter + cool memory made </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7765986829722695545.post-26169008490471488862011-06-30T10:56:00.000-07:002011-06-30T10:56:03.083-07:00question: can you really make a house fly by tying it to hundreds of balloons?<div style="text-align: center;">Answer: YES </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Last night my good friend Alana got engaged! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was especially exciting because I remember the day when Steve and Alana first met. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was exactly a year ago yesterday! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I invited Alana to come to the huge bonfire FHE at Dockweiler Beach the LA and Santa Monica singles wards throw during the summer months. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She and I drove separately because she came straight from work. I vividly remember only seeing her after I got out of the restroom. She was heading off to throw a frisbee with some guys and had a big smile on her face as she said, "You are welcome to join us!" I watched from a distance - I saw her talking and tossing frisbee amongst a handful of USC Dental students, one of which was a Mr. Steve Johnson {or should I say Dr.?} I thought<i> I think she is really enjoying this bonfire activity!</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just last week I attended the first Dockweiler bonfire FHE of the year. I was thinking about Alana and Steve, actually, when about half an hour into the bonfire I received a voicemail from Steve himself! He had never called me before, so I knew immediately why he was calling. We played phone tag for a day or two and finally I heard "So next week I am planning to propose to Alana at the place where we first met last year!" Perfect! And it was the perfect proposal - check it out on <a href="http://finlaynews.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-official-steve-and-alana-are.html">Alana's family's blog</a>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It would have been even more perfect if I didn't have to work that evening - Steve wanted me to photograph the magical moment on the beach! But I did get to see them back at the Finlay's when they returned, and I snapped these: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Alrighty, let me explain these purple cups. This tradition was unbeknownst to me until last night. This is one of many fun traditions the Finlay's have {such as random nicknames and a competition to see who can visit all 50 states first! So fun. I love them.}</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Growing up, each child had their own color cup; two cups came in each color. When James got married, his wife, Megan used his color cup... and I guess it turned into a "ceremony" for the new member of the Finlay family to officially use the matching cup. </div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She didn't know I was coming over, so it was great to hear her squeal of excitement. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I loved when she said, "Everyone knew but me!"</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Way to go Steve. You picked a lovely ring, and an even more lovely girl : )</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">So you might have heard that Jimmer was drafted to the NBA on Thursday. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I got chills when I heard my University's name called from the pulpit at the NBA Draft. </div><div style="text-align: center;">When was the last time BYU's name was mentioned during the first round?? Such a great moment.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was joking with Dad when I told him I've been using <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Secret_(book)"><i>the Secret</i> </a> to get Jimmer to California. </div><div style="text-align: center;">And you might be thinking, "Why were you hoping to have him go to the Sacramento Queens??"</div><div style="text-align: center;">My plan will be complete if the team actually does end up moving to Anaheim. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">He later said, "You know I think he's engaged."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">and I thought, <i>I don't care! As long as it doesn't affect his crossovers or insane 3-point range. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dad also said, "Did you know there is still talk about there not even being a season next year?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hmm... coincidence that I will be gone on my mission where I wouldn't be able to watch basketball for 18 months? Is this another possible result of me using the Secret? We'll never know... but I would be okay with that. NBA, just wait for me! Let's make a deal, put off the season until I get back, and I could recruit for you.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> {kidding!!} </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">Welcome to California, Jimmer. You will be the only reason why I would watch the Sacramento.. did I say Queens? Oops. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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