Summer Condo Contract!!

I'm going on lots of fun adventures this summer which will get me out of Provo for 10 weeks. 

I would really hate to be paying rent for my place if I won't even be here, so my contract is for sale

May 1 - August 15.

I'll be asking $850 for the whole summer which is a huge discount from the $1155 I'd pay.

University Avenue Condos

Private Room

Dishwasher

Washer/Dryer

Big Kitchen & Living Area
Leather Couches
2 People to a Bathroom
Free Internet

Great Roommates

Awesome Ward

Tons of Above & Underground Parking

Right the middle of downtown Provo

BYU approved.

If you need a place, or know of anyone who does, PLEASE contact me. 

Its a beautiful apartment, and for a private room, this price is a steal!

Please help a girl out and contact me by

leaving a comment here,

emailing me at abbyjean33@gmail.com

or messaging me on Facebook "Abby Richards."

Much much appreciated!!

xoxoxAbbs.

tear ducts.

even though i considered having my tear ducts removed

because the water works wouldn't turn off all day.

and i could write about how my midterm didn't go well,

and about how i've missed matthew all day long,

or how i can't seem to get the image of a balloon out of my mind.

i could even write about how i forgot to switch my laundry over from washer to dryer,

and how i forgot to take my chapstick to school and my lips almost fell off,

or how i got stuck behind the coupon lady at walmart. again.

yes, those contributed to my smeared makeup and red eyes.

but the rest came early this morning when i sat in the temple,

and two sweet old men laid their hands on my head,

and confirmed me a member of the church for a girl named Abigail Tucker.

and when i sat on the back row of the chapel, 

and flipped open my scriptures, not knowing what I'd find,

and I turned right to 3 Nephi 11,

and i got to contemplate "One By One"

and pause to think about "The Light and the Life of the World."

and then as I sat in his tiny little living room filled with friends,

everyone grinning from ear to ear,

sitting next to the girl who knows me best,

listening to a brother bear testimony,

and a best friend read the words "You have been called to labor.."

and when i got a text from the girl with the most tender heart,

who just wanted to tell me she was thinking of me,

and that she was praying for me.

those are the tears that were welcome.

those are the ones that make me grateful for this day.

grateful for my tear ducts that allow me to feel,

to express emotion and let it all out.

grateful for good people and great friends.

and grateful for the gospel.

i AM grateful for this day.

the last balloon.

i did it.

i let it go.

the last balloon.

for good.

for ever.

for always.

it floated away,

and took a piece of me with it,

and i cried.

i woke up this morning feeling weird.

weird in a way i've never felt before.

like i wasn't sure if it had happened,

if it was real.

like i didn't know if in a month or two or six or eight,

we'd talk again,

and we'd fall back into it.

in a strange way, its like a weight was lifted.

like my whole body was sighing "finally."

i was relieved, but sad.

i was smiling, but my cheeks were wet.

i've had a pit in my stomach all day,

because it IS real.

it did happen.

and mostly because, it was mutual.

i said it, and he agreed,

he re-said it,

and i nodded yes.

it ended with a "see you soon" 

and it was over.

i opened my fingers,

and let the balloon go.

Simply Sunday.

i've found that through

the tests, the trials, 

the struggles, the heartache,

the hardships and the tears,

lessons are learned that otherwise

would have never had the chance

to properly present themselves.

when a servant of the lord 

is called home early.

and its brutal, miserable, and crushing.

when you fear that the results won't be what you want

and the questions will remain unanswered.

when the quizzes get harder and 

the tests get closer.

when your eyes seem to droop faster

and your attention span shortens.

when the few years you have 

before earning your degree

seems like an eternity,

getting farther away every day.

those are the times that you open that little blue book,

the one filled with stories of Nephi, Ammon, and, King Benjamin.

thats when you get down on your knees

and pour your soul out to Your Maker.

those are the times you make the lists

of all your blessings,

all the people that matter,

and all the opportunities you have.

thats when you remember 

that you bought that plane ticket this week

and you got the job.

when you become more grateful for modern medicine

and the hope for more positive results.

thats when you learn to rely on the Savior,

when your faith trumps fear.

when your prayers become more meaningful

and your scripture studying more enlightening.

those are lessons learned.

not lessons about bones or muscles or cranial nerves.

but life lessons.

spiritual lessons.

the ones that really matter.

Simply Sunday.

"love is what happens when you start praying for someone else,

more than you even pray for yourself."

- laura