Dresses in a Closet

God has a way of putting people into our lives. Each one has certain talents and lessons for us to grow from. Out of all the BILLIONS of people, you only know who you know. I think he has a reason for that, He's a pretty clever dude. 

Going through the biggest heart brake of my life, so far, I am so constantly tempted to focus on the negative, have all my cups be half empty instead of half full. I often find myself on the edge of surrendering to the overwhelming doubts whispering in my mind. Yet, I wake up each day and try my best to do my best. It's because of all the beautiful people who love me, they keep me afloat. In moments of their warm love and concern, I remember that you are not alone in this life. We have each other. 

Each and every one of us have a beautiful opportunity, that opportunity is the serve the ones around us with the knowledge and skill only we have. It's not always about what you can get, sometimes you need to focus on what you can give. Be someone's example not their excuse.


One of my dearest friends, Emily, discovered several dresses neatly hanging  in her grandma's closet. These weren't any ordinary dresses, they were the wedding dresses of her great-grandma, grandma, mother and aunts, mingled in with bridesmaids' dresses. After rediscovering these beauties, Emily asked me if I would be willing to try on some of  them on so she could take photos of them. She knew she asked the right person, I will hardly turn down a reason to dress up. I'm still obsessed with playing make-believe.  So this last Saturday afternoon, after a Wendy's drive through, we journeyed to her Grandparent's house. Sure enough, in an upstairs closet, was the collection of dresses. 

I was taken aback by the amount of emotions brewing in my heart as I gazed upon these handmade dresses. Some I heard stories about, others grew up seeing photographs, and here they all where stored. Each of them being a symbol of commitment, a token from a love story, a beginning of a on going family, an icon of celebration.

Although the moods where delightfully cheery and laughter was common as I pranced around the house in a variety of dresses, belonging to time periods  ranging from the 1920s-Present, I felt a deep level of reverence. I felt honored to be the one bringing smiles to the faces of those who actually remembered the debuts of some of  these dresses. 

As I was surrounded by fabric I was also surrounded by stories and memories. I was astonished

 by the spirit, testifying to me the important of giving your talents and dedication to build up people. To establish a environment that invite people to feel accepted and give them the chance to understand they are loved by, not only you, but by our Heavenly Father too.  Becoming a husband or a wife, a father or a mother, is one of the most selfless things you can do. Its dedicating your self to service and sacrifice, which is, in my eye, the most honorable thing you can do. I respect all of the husbands, wives and parents out there. 

I am so blessed and happy to be apart of my beautiful family. I hope I can learn how to better serve them and find ways to show them how grateful I am to have them. I am also thankful for the family I chose to be apart of, my friends. Constantly my breath gets taken away because how quick and ready they are to help me out.

 I am looking forward to living my life in a way that I am proud of, so when the time comes I can help create a new family. I'm excited to fall in love with a man who is willing to serve me and our family. I'm excited to serve this, for now, mystery man as well.  But, meh, if I dedicate my life to prayer and doing what I believe to be right it will happen when it happens. For now, I'll just try on pretty dresses, take pretty pictures, dream, smile and enjoy life.