A Girl on a Mission

Literally...on a mission.

This is Grace's friend, Lorelle. 

 Grace decided to serve a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, so she won't be back for a while!  She asked me to update her blog every now and again a while ago. Clearly, I am a despicable human being for waiting so long. Don't worry; I won't be telling you about my love life, because it would probably be mostly pictures of the Forever Alone guy, but I will do my best to update you on what's going on with Grace! 

Grace loves her mission, but it has been as demanding and emotional as can be expected. She has had wonderful, spiritual experiences as she shares her faith with others.

She even managed to give a romantic update.

I now quote Grace herself:

"so, first week into my mission, I was feeling super stressed out, and was crying to my companion about how much I'm in love with "Nick", and she told me to just write to him and tell him how I feel, and at first I fought her on it, but then I did it and it was wonderful! I had to wait 3 weeks, but he wrote me a response back that made my heart melt, and my companion says that he pretty much just proposed to me. I say he didn't, but she says he did.  whatever.  It's ok though.  I feel a lot better and I can focus on my work so much more because I'm not worried about telling him or what he would say if I did tell him that I love him, because I already did."

I did it!

I felt completely and totally crazy today, 

but I went and visited Nick's family today :) 

I thought it was going to be really super weird,

but it ended up being totally chill and awesome.

It started off with me needing to go to the store

before I picked up my brother from work, 

but when I got to the store, they hardly had anything

that I was looking for (either they were out, or 

they just didn't have it. Lame.)

And I got this feeling like I should go visit his family.

Funny thing is I got this same feeling like, a month ago.

Maybe even longer than that.

It was when I was going to go visit Fidget, but he told me

he needed like, 20 minutes, I almost went over to Nick's

house to say hi to his family, but I chickened out.

I got that same feeling tonight as I was in the store, and 

finally I got up the guts to do it. 

The drive over was excruciating, and I stressed about 

what I would say, what I would do, how to approach

the situation, because every possibility just seemed

awkward and unnatural.

You know, I just come walking up to the door:

"Hi... I'm Nick's friend from work."

Awkward! No bueno!

Fortunately for me, his dad was out shoveling

the driveway when I pulled up, so I went over

and re-introduced myself, and asked if Nick's mom

was at home. 

She was, thank heaven, and we went inside and 

had a nice chat for about half an hour, until

I had to go pick up my brother from work.

Turned out a lot better than I thought it would be :)

I think, luckily, I contacted his mom on Facebook first

before just going over there.

That would have been weird.

 

I got tagged, so I guess it's my turn. 25 confessions...

Haha I can never come up with a whole lot to tell about me

that people don't already know, but here we go.

25

1. I am terrified of turning 20. Not being a teenager sounds

so scary for some reason.

2. I have worked at the same facility for almost 3 years.

Kinda shocking for someone my age.

3. My favorite color is charcoal grey.

4. My favorite candy is Reeses' anything.

5. I have been best friends with the same person for 

almost 13 years now. Woo!

6. I hate how tall I am. It is so hard to find guys to date

who are taller than me. 

7. I hate when girls are super flirty, it bugs me to no end.

8. Kind of going along with 7, if I can tell that a girl is 

trying really hard to get a guy's attention, I usually cut in

and catch his attention in a subtle way... Nasty habit of

mine, but my devilish side thinks its fun to watch them

get pissed.

9. I have always been extremely self-conscious about my face,

and my weight. I've been battling acne for 5 years now, 

and struggling to get under 150 lbs, or down to a size 8 in jeans.

10.  Hazelnut hot chocolate is the way to my heart.

11. I don't eat bread/noodles. (trying to maintain

a gluten-free diet. Helps with my complexion.)

12. I am steadily becoming more and more interested

in photography/videography. Might look into it

after my mission.

13. My two teeth next to my front two teeth are a little

crooked, but because of it, I don't like my smile. 

14. I taught myself how to play the piano and the guitar.

15. My favorite places are very small towns or up in the mountains.

I love the outdoorsy, small-town feel! Nothing is better!

16. I love to write, and I hope to someday publish my two novels
I've been working on for the past 3 years.
17. I've struggled with depression since I was about 6 years old.
18. My room is decked out in leopard print.
19. I hate the fact that my hair is naturally blonde. I think I
look much better dark-haired, and I don't get made fun of
because yes, I am very blonde inside my head, not just
outside.
20. I have only been outside of my home state twice that I remember.
21. I hate pink. Still. I tried wearing it. Bleh.
22.  I've tried to come up with a season that I find is the most
romantic, but all of them have their pros So far, summer wins.
23. In case it wasn't obvious, I am a hopeless romantic. But that
does NOT mean that I am desperate! I've been single for a long time
and I'm doing fine.
24. The only person I tell literally EVERYTHING to is my older brother.
25. My deepest wish is to be married in the temple with the love
of my life. I try to not think about weddings too much, because I
know some people get annoyed with people talking about it,
but it's constantly on my mind.

There you go! 25 things about me that you might not have known before haha

Cold Turkey

I never really thought of it as that until yesterday,

when it suddenly hit me.

I'm not going to hear from Ty for 2 years.

2

whole

years.

We've been broken up for barely 18 months, but 

all that time, we've at least kept in contact, 

and I've even seen him a few times.

Did I do this to myself?

Did my inability to fully let go set the stage

for this to happen?

I've been completely torn up about this since

yesterday, and I can't find peace about it.

He's in my dreams all the time...

Ever since Sunday - nope, I take it back.

Before Sunday, by like, a week.

And now he's gone...

Like, GONE, gone...

Thank heaven I'm going on a mission of my own.

I would probably go mad if I had to stay 

around here and just never hear from him, except

for if I happened to be unfortunate enough to 

run into his family. 

I'm trying to tell myself that this is a

good thing. 

Because I know it is, but for some reason, 

the pain is still there.

Maybe it'll always be there.

I don't know. 

Either way, I know now, I'm definitely

not a fan of doing anything Cold Turkey.

It's not fun.