"Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves."

Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves. How true. If I have learned anything at all the last few months, it's that I have not been taking care of the sense while trying to chase after the sounds. Let me tell you, it's hard to run a relay race out of order which is exactly what I have been doing. Things have been a little backwards for a while, but as I sit here in my empty apartment, with the sun filtering through the open windows, music blaring, feet up on the furniture, I realize that I have a whole heap of blessings that I need to remember to count daily, and that is the sense that should always be taken care of first: gratitude. It's a simple principle, but gratitude towards the Lord for all of his many blessings makes it so much easier to run this crazy marathon that we call life. It puts everything in perspective because the Lord comes first and everything, the "sounds," take care of themselves. So today, I am grateful for my parents, my siblings, amazing friends, BYU (fake blonds, overzealous RMs, stupid religion tests and all), the sunshine, gerbera daisies, the beach, my In-and-Out sweats, sea stars, nail polish, the smell of sun-screen, oranges,stata, farmer's markets, lavender soap, Queen, Boston, The Eagles and a whole slew of other things. But you get the idea.



So I guess, the purpose of this blog is really selfish (for which I should probably apologize to those of you readings this)--it's simply to remind myself of the blessings I should be counting every single day. Don't forget, don't forget to count your blessings. Take care of the sense and allow the sounds to follow afterward. And above all never forget to do impossible things before breakfast.