i refused to blog for the longest time.
it really started because school got hectic and the time to sit and write became sparse. eventually i hadn't written in so long that i felt i couldn't write here anymore.
you know,that slight embarrassment you get when you haven't visited/called a good friend or elderly grandparent in a while. that embarrassment where you feel like if you pick up the phone now they will just had wished you had never called in the first place. completely made up in your head of course, but avoiding the situation for the sake of your pride seems to justify the neglect.
the same downward spiral happened with my dear friend in sweden.
school got busy and everyone in provo seemed to need me all at once. classic case of spreading myself too thin.
finally sitting down to write him after a couple letters full of "where have you been?" and "i want to hear all about your adventures!" really put it all into perspective for me.
i want to give my heart to those that mean most to me. not to the trivial matters that i have been.
i want to give it to the things that will last.
as my mission quickly approaches, 20 days to be exact, i am putting all of my most sacred and precious memories in little spaces within my heart.
i will carry them with me as i devote all of myself to the people of nicaragua, occasionally pulling them out for the times when i need a piece of home. a piece of clarity.
i'm so thankful for people that make me want to speak truth. they are so beautiful to me.