There she is. No name yet, but it will come.
Another totally unrelated tangent, I saw Julie and Julia yesterday. So, of course, I am going to blog about it. I didn't really care all that much about Julie Powell the blogger, but Julia Child has been one of my favorite famous women for a long time. I watched her on PBS back before we even had cable. Her relationship with her husband was so beautiful. You could tell that she tried so hard to be happy with her life, but it was still hard sometimes. Her desire to have kids and not being able to was heart-wrenching. The scene that touched me the most was thus:
Julia receives a letter from her sister saying that she, the sister, is pregnant. This causes Julia to sit down and begin to cry. Her husband asks what it is and when she says she is so happy for her sister you can feel the pain in her voice. That expression of emotion is exactly how I am feeling about my current predicament wedding wise. I am truly thrilled for all my friends that are getting to have the wonderful blessing of being sealed in the temple, but every time I think about it... it is really hard. I guess I always thought that everything would be sunshine and daisies when I was getting ready to be sealed... boy was I wrong.
For some reason, I thought this would be easy. It isn't. This is one of the hardest things I have ever experienced. I don't know if I have ever felt such deep emotional pain and turmoil in my life. I know that Heavenly Father understands my sacrifice, but that doesn't make it any easier. He does however send little blessings to my life. For example, a (former) co-worker of mine was getting rid of a couch and asked if anyone at work needed it. I said I would love to take it.
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