gray day

This has been a WEEK of gray days. The sun has peaked out some, but overall the rain has fallen not only on my windowsill, but also on my heart.

Last night I told Rowdy that I felt just like I did after that one break-up with that one boy that was not him. We can't count any break-ups with Rowdy because I am with him now, right? I have cried for days...well, not all day every day, but days nonetheless. I have felt heavy. That soul-gripping heavy that gnaws at the pit of your stomach. My body has ached without working out. If my body was going to ache, I would rather know that it was because I worked out. So strange....to have your mind and heart and body in one achy state. Either that is not normal, or I am very in tune to myself:)

I actually don't know why I am writing this post at this point because honestly, I have not fully recovered. However, I keep remembering that Easter is this weekend. My birthday is on Easter. General Conference is on my birthday. All in one happy bundle.

I know that beginning tomorrow at 9AM Pacific Standard Time, I will feel uplifted again. I know that there will be talks given that speak directly to me....to my soul that is heavy. They will tell me to rejoice in my life, to give thanks and to recognize my worth as a creative daughter of my Heavenly Father. They will tell me that the Death and Resurrection of Jesus Christ was for me, and for you, and for all of us so that we can feel true and eternal happiness.

I know I will leave this weekend feeling full instead of empty. I know that I will feel joy instead of pain. I will recognize that although gray days will happen in this life, there is a divine plan. After all, it takes sunshine AND rain to create a full bloom.

Happy Easter.

here are some lovelies from our trip to the tulip festival.

can you believe Brianna took this one herself?

I also know that these blooms are forever mine.