blisters

there are blisters on my hands from my early morning activity today.

i SO hate getting up early but i did it. for a 7:21 tee time. and got paired up with two other guys which made me SO nervous. and i sucked it up and was awful.

but i survived. i got through it. and now am left with sore hands and blisters (on my glove hand...weird, right?)

but go me! next time will be better.

loves, loves and even more loves!

i love my family SO much. LOVE them! i feel so blessed. i dont think i could say it enough times.

i love my mom. who has the sweetest, most tender heart. she is my best friend. i could hang out with her ALL the time. we just make fun of ourselves and laugh and trip over things and have a good time. people tell me i look just like her and i consider it the best compliment because she is absolutely gorgeous!

i love my dad. i kind of consider myself a daddys girl. even now, as a 23 year old when im upset all i want is for my daddy to hold me like he did when i was little. he is so sincere and his hugs tell you that. i love how logical he is. everything makes sense, and nothing is too hard.

i also love my parents because they set an example for me.

first...they know how to love each other. im not sure i know of anyone who loves and takes care of each other more than my parents. they both give unconditionally and i can see how happy they are in their relationship. i love watching them look out for each other. and i love that when mom forgets to say bye to dad she goes back in the house and makes sure to tell him and give him a kiss. they always kiss goodbye and its the sweetest. it makes me so happy to see that my parents still get excited when they get to meet each other for a lunch break.

second...they know and love the gospel. when dad became the bishop he changed a little. he recognizes even more the importance and blessings of the gospel in his life. even as the oldest child who has lived away from home for a while i am so blessed to have my dad being as a bishop. he keeps me straight and reminds me to turn to the lord. i savor every conversation i have with him that gives me guidance.

mom has the sweetest testimony. you know it because she cant ever keep tears in when she talks about something close to her heart. she is really good at recognizing ways that the gospel blesses her life. and i am blessed to sit and listen to the ways that she continues to recognize those blessings. today i sat on the stand next to my mom in a stake meeting when she did the sweetest thing. she suddenly stood up and i watched her as she walked all the way to the back of the room to see what she was doing. as she did she said hi and patted people on the back as she walked past people she knew. when she finally got to the back she found an elderly sister, took her hand, and walked her up to the front of the congregation to a more comfortable, open seat. she didnt say a word, she didnt ask any questions. she just got up and did it.

this trip home has been wonderful. i am so blessed to be in such a wonderful family who i know loves the lord, and loves me. i have wonderful parents, and an awesome brother and sisters. i am pretty proud to be called on of the 'dunnette' girls as i left church this morning. because they are great people. and im lucky to know that i can be with them for eternity.

edit.

editing photos is hard for me.

i havent quite figured out my own style of editing. i know what i like....and dont like. but i cant quite seem to get there. i need a quick 'lucy' button while going through pictures so im not fiddling trying to figure out what i like best.

i suppose its harder when your photos arent quite refined to begin with.

but help! i feel like im lacking that professional photographer look, and i cant seem to put my finger on how to do it.

better lens?

better lighting?

dunno.

i'll keep working at it, when i regain the patience to sit and stare at photos again.

feel this.

so you think you can dance....

mom and i sit and have deep discussions on the dancers/dances.

my little sister makes fun of us for it.

but dancing can be so amazing. that the right moves, and music can make you feel a certain emotion. awesome!

watch these....

a couple of my recent favorites:

did you see how he just lifts her up like its nothing!?

fast forward to 3:10 on the next one for the gooood part.

love it.

upward pull

"Man is a spiritual being, a soul, and at some period of his life everyone is possessed with an irresistible desire to know his relationship to the Infinite...There is something within him which urges him to rise above himself, to control his environment, to master the body and all things physical and live in a higher and more beautiful world." --David O. McKay

"That urge to rise above yourself is a recognition of your need for the Atonement to work in your life, and your need to be sure that it is working. After all you can do, after all your effort, you need confidence that the Atonement is working for you and on you." --Henry B. Eyring

i sat outside on the hammock in my jeans, a sweater, and socks {in the middle of july!}. snuggled up with a blankie and my book. what could be better than feeling a cool breeze under my bum while sitting under a pine tree? not much.

i love that feeling when you read something that you already knew, but forgot. and it all clicks.

it. all. clicks.

i love that desire to be better! that new resolve to work on yourself again. and i will....i'll do it. to live in that higher, beautiful world.