Fresh Viewpoint

So with everything that's been happening in the last several months I have decided that some things with me really need to change. I don't even know where to begin. I just know that there are some aspects in my life that could really be improved. Overall I can really improve on being a better person. I would like to be able to be more selfless and kind. Sometimes I can be so selfish and insensitive towards others. I would like to really just pull a 360 and turn my life around. I'm not very dedicated in a lot of the things I do. I would like to become some one that people can look up to. There are so many people in my life that lead such a great example for me. I wish so much that I could more like them. My cousin Collette is one such example. Her faith is so strong that I marvel at her strength. Especially with all that's been happening in the past week. I'm not sure how to start but I know that some things . . . ok a lot of things . . . really need to change. This might be the push I need to get in the right direction with the rest of my life. Until next time . . . keep it real!

Another tough run . . .

Here we go again. It's been 6 months since Grandma Mecham has passed away and I thought that we were finally going to be going toward the upside. I was wrong. On Sunday, September 18th my cousin Clint J. Mecham was killed in a car accident. I'm still in such a fog. My cousin Katie (Clint's sister) described it best: it's almost as if I'm on auto pilot. I have no feeling, I just exist. Clint was 23 . . . he had just turned 23. It's not fair all of the things that he will never have a chance to do. He had so much more to live for.

My biggest problem with loss is the fact that I analyze everything to much. My head is constantly looking for a reason. A why. A how. My head tells me that I will never understand Heavenly Father's plan for all of us, but my heart tells me that i'm not meant to. It's a constant battle between who I listen to.

Clint was such a great person and I am so grateful that he was chosen to be a part of my family. He had such a unique personality that made him so fun to be with. He was always so full of adventure. He loved to laugh and play. He was a great son, brother, cousin and friend. It's sad that he will never have a chance to live up to his potential but I am so glad that he is happy and healthy and with Grandma and Grandpa Mecham and his nieces and nephews up in the best place he could ever be. I'm grateful for the knowledge I have that families are forever. This life is not the end and I will see all those I love again.

Clint: I love you so much and i'll always miss you. Thank you for influencing my life in a way that only you could. I don't know what kind of person I would be if I were not blessed to have you in my life. I know that when my time comes, you will be on the other side waiting for all of us. What a joy that day of reunion will be. In the mean time, take care of our family on the other side for us. Take care of yourself. I love you buddy!

Until next time . . . keep it real!

September . . . seriously?!

Ok folks, let's spend a few seconds of catch up. Let's see here. . . August 30th was my baby brother's 18th birthday and also the day I took the GRE. I did better than expected but alas not quite as well as I need to. I will be retaking the GRE (for full price of $160. . . YUCK!) sometime in December. The date is TBA. So far the month of September has flown by.

Last week I started another dance season at Rhythm n' Sole except this time I am on the advanced Hip hop team. We've only met once so far, but so far so good. The Blackfoot fair just finished yesterday and I worked 2 shifts at the Mary Kay booth and got some great leads and several orders.

Today is the 10 year anniversary of the 9/11 attacks. On TV all they are showing is documentaries and interviews and everything to reflect that dark day in American History. I can't believe that after 10 years I can still remember exactly where I was when I found out. I had walked into the school moments after the first plane hit, I watched the second plane hit live on TV. Classrooms were filled with silence as people watched in shock, fear, loss and anger. I don't live in New York, I didn't lose anyone in the attacks. However my heart still goes out to those who did, to those who didn't know if they did and to the hero's that risked their lives to save strangers. God Bless America!

Until next time . . . keep it real!