Monday, January 18, 2016

Sad post

My song-writing button in my soul is broken. It doesn't work when I try to turn it on. It's been nearly 5 years since I've written a song. I tried to write one today, and I just started crying. I don't even really know why. It just made me very emotionally upset.

It makes sense... Five years ago was the peak of my depression. The breaking point. I wrote a few songs while in the midst of my ultimate misery, and then didn't pick up the guitar for a long while after. Something is literally broken in me. I'm scared of it. I just can't write songs.

It makes me sad. I miss it.


Monday, January 4, 2016

Two cents

One time, my then 30-year-old friend and her then 28-year-old fiance were told by their stake president that for the last few weeks before their marriage they shouldn't be alone together. She then said, "You know, President, I don't think that council really applies to us. I don't think we'll be following it." And he said, "You know what? You're probably right. That doesn't really apply to you very well."

And here we have an example of an open conversation between common-folk and priesthood authority. Sometimes, respectfully agreeing and sharing one's thoughts is beneficial.

They proceeded to be alone together prior to their marriage...and they were married in the temple without a glitch.

The end.

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