That Girl On The Road.

So, this weekend I got to go to Hatch for General Conference with my parents.

Sigh. It was just what I needed. Like really. I won't have this post be very long, because I scheduled my time very efficiently this evening (I know, weird) and my window for the World Wide Interweb and all its fun is very small. So.

I just feel like me again, and not just halfway, but all the way. Like, restored, you know? I got to go to my favorite place in the whole world, see some of my favorite people and laugh, be quiet with a few more, see some Shakespeare, creep on some babies, and be outside and not in a city.

Mmmm. Also, I bought some new moccasins. Long over-due. And this morning I took a walk, in my glasses and french braid, without a lick of makeup. I could've been a snapshot of myself from fourth grade, honestly. And the moccasins make me feel like little ninth grade Shelby, or even sophomore year - not doing my hair, wearing my jeans and my t-shirts and my moccasins, always. It's very happy, people. :)

It reminded me of that part on P.S. I Love You. Have you seen it? If not, you probably should. There's a bare bum and a lot of.. Irish language. But. It's the only movie I've cried all the way through. It's a blessing on bad days where you just want to get it out there. (And by it, I mean all the snot and saltwater your body could possibly produce. Every. Last. Bit. Of. IT.) Anyway, he writes her letters after he's died of cancer, and one of the letters eventually leads her back to the place they first met, and reminisces on their first interaction. They're both young and she's exuberant and unique and so extremely... herself. :)

At the end of that particular letter, he tells her,

"See, I don't worry about you remembering me. It's that girl on the road you keep forgetting. 'My business is to create. It doesn't even matter what you do.' You told me that, remember. So go home. Go find it. Find that thing that makes you like nobody else."

I feel like I finally remembered that girl on the road, you know? And I feel so much less stressed - about immediate deadlines, about the far future - everything. It makes me so grateful to live in the beautiful world that we do, and to be able to listen to conference and all the words Heavenly Father would have me hear. I just love my parents, and Hatch, and also, you.

This song can be nice to listen to, you know? So. Listen to it. I just like shouting it by myself. That's fine, right?!



Halso. Did conference make anyone else feel like they wanted to deactivate their Facebook for a while?