Forget Me Not

By Thursday each week I am exhausted. I get irritated about everything that is going on around me, and I just want to be done. There is so much on my plate right now. I have less credit hours than last year, but my classes are so much harder now that I am in my major. I put in numerous hours a week in BYUSA, I try to make everyone happy, and I sometimes forget to take care of myself. Sleeping and eating are put on the backburner for when I have more time (which is never). When Friday finally comes around it's like, "Oh hey there Friday. It took you a long time to get here, but I am so glad you are back." Yesterday... well, let's just say it's a good thing they have make-up in the office. I put myself back together and went back to work with no one knowing that happened. When I got home, I went out with some of my friends hoping for some relief, but it provided none. I went to a meeting I had to go to, ate chocolate, and came back home again with no relief. I went to Walmart for some food that would maybe make me feel better and just talked to a really good friend. Sometimes I try to be so independent I don't talk to people, and everything builds up inside me making things worse. She did not necessarily know what to say, but her being there made me feel a million times better and I am thankful for her. When we got home I felt a little better, and after finishing an obnoxious project, I went to get fro-yo with my old roommates. They gave me the book "Forget Me Not" by President Uchtdorf with a note inside. As I sat and read that last night relief flooded through me. Each page made me feel lighter. Close to the end it says, "My dear sisters, you are closer to heaven than you suppose. You are destined for more than you can possibly imagine." I just loved that. A smile broke out on my face, a real smile, not one of the ones that I put there so no one notices something is wrong. Today I woke up feeling refreshed. I am wearing a neon yellow shirt that makes me so happy, especially when the lady at Hobby Lobby asked if it could be any brighter. On a rainy day, I stand out. Singing in the car on the way home from my BYUSA errands, I feel genuinely happy. I miss my family and want to see them desperately right now, but I am happy. So, here's to a wonderful Friday. Who knows what adventures I will have tonight. So, this rough and extremely busy Homecoming week, I am thankful for the forget-me-not flower, those near and dear to me, and neon yellow shirts.