Ever since I have come home for Christmas break, lots of superb things have been happening! I have been thinking a lot and finding out more and more about myself. I've realized that I'm done being silly and I'm ready to start being strong. I shouldn't worry about things in life that aren't critical and I need to focus on others around me. Lately, I noticed that I haven't been as happy as I usually am. I'm still happy, just not the same happy that I enjoyed my whole senior year of high school.
An 11 year old girl that is in my ward came up to me and was talking to me last Saturday. This cute girl's older brother was one of my best friends, Zach. Background story: Zach had a disability and from 7th grade to 11th grade, we were best friends. I helped Zach in school and he was also in my ward. I enjoyed spending time with him and hearing him talk about monster trucks and sing. When Zach would pass the sacrament in church, he would always make sure he passed it to my family and during the rest of Sacrament meeting, he would yell my name and say hi to me. I loved that boy with all of my heart. He taught me about patience, true happiness, and unconditional love. I looked up to him sooo much. When Zach turned sixteen, he got really really sick. Tumors were found all over his body and in his face. Zach moved to a special nursing home and I got to go visit him every Sunday with his family. After about a year, Zach passed away. Zach's family asked me to speak at his funeral and they also asked me to be in the room during the family prayer at the funeral. Those memories and all the other memories I have of Zach will be forever cherished in my mind. Now back to the other story.
So Zach's little sister came up to me and she told me that she had been working with kids who had disabilities. She told me that she loved it and I told her how happy I was for her because I loved it too. The next thing she said hit me straight to the core. She said, "I just want you to know that you're my inspiration." She went on to tell me how because I was good friends with her brother and helped him she wanted to help other kids with disabilities.
What really hit me was that Zach was/is my inspiration. Zach went through so many things and he never got mad or frustrated. He accepted everything with a happy heart and was never grumpy around people. When I went down to Cedar City, I somehow had a mind blank and stopped thinking about other people who I look up to and inspire me. Now that I have been home for break, I've refocused myself. It's time to get my priorities straight and to be like those who inspire me. I've decided to be happy, and not just happy. Really happy. Really grateful for everything I have and all the opportunities I am given. It is time for me to grow into the woman I want to be, no more lollygagging. :)
Thanks to all of the people who have inspired me and to all of the people who will inspire me in my future. You really are superb!
