Perfect Situation

Yesterday, I had a mindset (and a post in the making) all ready and rearing to blog which temporarily allowed itself to be distracted, and perhaps for good reason. In darker times, I tend to think too much. Recently, I have been thinking a lot, but not because these are darker times. If anything, I can argue I am living in the complete antithesis of such, for I am rather fortunate for the goings on of these last good number of days, and I have a few wonderful people, places, and things to thank for this.

In a summer such as this, how can one not formulate a smile on their face just by taking a glance outside and seeing the beauty that is found in the sand and surf and fresh air? How can this atmosphere not be taken advantage of? And the relief that comes with rain or a misty day. How much more fortunate is it to live less than ten minutes away from a temple and be endowed to perform the ordinances therein? I have a growing love for the temple, and I only imagine this love will continue to grow.

This is a beautiful place, and as I expand my horizons I realize how much more beautiful it is here (this is in no way intended to be an homage to American Beauty either). It's been limited with the lack of time I had, and now that time is occupied in other forms, it opens the way for more opportunities allowing open and quality time.

I had a conversation with a friend of mine visiting from out of state. It made me realize the different ways people think, and how unfortunate it is to know that some people can be destroyed by the stigmas imposed by a certain culture. It also brings to mind decisions people have made to hurt me intentionally, and why these people were brought into my life if only to bring me pain. And then it becomes clearer that I cannot blame myself, for people have their agency, and if they use it improperly, that is in no way my fault, no matter how awful or responsible I may feel or how many times I had the finger pointed at me.

One starry night, and a busy mind full of thoughts with music pumping throughout the evening. What prompted this gentleman to take initiative into approaching me? He gave so much more care and time that I have only seen a handful of people willing to give after an initial meet and greet with someone who has been put through the ringer of poor decision making brought by others. What would happen if more people could show that kind of care? It takes a special person to touch someone's life for the better. A date earlier this week also made a surprising world of difference, and if more FHEs could fall through as such, I may get used to this. I should really keep in mind with my special fellow that dates do not have to end with the DTR.

Case in point in a matter of touching lives for the better: The Changing of the Guard. I can't think of a moment I haven't felt that tender spot swell inside me as I have every time I watch this episode.



This made more sense in my mind, but I appreciate these moments I can relax and take in more of these ponderings as I spew them out in a somewhat disheveled form based on my energy level. And I will conclude there as I leave singing oooooooh oh, ooohhhhh oh, oh ooohhh oohh.