29 September 2011

True Friends Stab You in the Heart.

~Oscar Wilde~

Now, my heart is bursting.


My eyes are too :)


Love,
Sunshine

23 September 2011

Chère Kelsey:

Ceci est ma réponse à la lettre que tu m’as donnée.

Eh eh ?????? Avec un « e » oui ?

 . . .

Merci pour la lettre :) j’aime un beaucoup recevoir des lettres! Et aussi, pour votre information, je suis heureuse que maintenant tu sois le diable parce qu’il est très difficile d’être comme le diable !
 . . . je veux dire . . . pas que tu es comme le diable . . . mais  je voudrais être un ange maintenant :)  Est-ce que tu me comprends ?
Aussi, je veux avoir un « soir de films de française »

Comme, bientôt.

Aussi. Je suis encore en choc.

Et aussi. Je suis vraiment un « faux cognat »

Merci pour votre amitié !! Il m’aide constamment.

Au revoir ! Bon chance sur nos devoirs !!!!

Je suis doomed.

Mais,  j'accept cela. :) c'est une bonne vie oui? oui.

Aimer, votre meilleure amie le petit ange avec le cheveux rouge,


Sunshine


22 September 2011

Je t'aimais, Je t'aime, et Je t'aimerais.

Mon enfant, nu sur les galets
Le vent dans tes cheveux défaits
Comme un printemps sur mon trajet
Un diamant tombé d’un coffret
Seule la lumière pourrait
Défaire nos repères secrets
Où mes doigts pris sur tes poignets
Je t’aimais, je t’aime et je t’aimerai.
Et quoi que to fasses
L’amour est partout où tu regardes
Dans les moindres recoins de l’espace
Dans le moindre rêve où tu t’attardes
L’amour comme s’il en pleuvait
Nu sur les galets
 

Le ciel prétend qu’il te connaît
Il est si beau c’est sûrement vrai
Lui qui ne s’approche jamais
Je l’ai vu pris dans tes filets
Le monde a tellement de regrets
Tellement de chose qu’on promet
Une seule pour laquelle je suis fait
Je t’aimais, je t’aime et je t’aimerai.
Et quoi que to fasses
L’amour est partout où tu regardes
Dans les moindres recoins de l’espace
Dans le moindre rêve où tu t’attardes
L’amour comme s’il en pleuvait
Nu sur les galets


On s’envolera du même quai
Les yeux dans les mêmes reflets
Pour cette vie et celle d’après
Tu seras mon unique projet
Je m’en irai poser tes portraits
A tous les murs que je trouverai
Et juste en dessous, j’écrirai
Que seule la lumière pourrait…
Et mes doigts pris sur tes poignets
Je t’aimais, je t’aime et je t’aimerai.





My child, naked on the pebbles,
The wind tousles your hair
Like innocence on my voyage.
A diamond falls to a jewelry box.
Alone, the light would be able to
Find our secrets.
And my fingers take your wrist.
I loved you, I love you, I will love you.
And whatever you do
Love is everywhere you look.
In the smallest corners of space
In the smallest dreams where you linger,
Love is as the rain falling
Naked on the pebbles.


The sky claims to know you.
It is as beautiful as it is surely true.
It never comes near;
I saw him taken in your net.
The world has so many regrets;
So many things that one promises.
One alone for which I was made
I loved you, I love you, I will love you.
And whatever you do
Love is everywhere you look.
In the smallest corners of space,
In the smallest dreams where you linger,
Love is as the rain falling
Naked on the pebbles.


We will take our flights from the same platform
Our eyes reflecting
This life and the one after.
You will be my unique project.
I will place your pictures
On all the ceilings of all the palaces,
On all the walls that I will find.
And truly, below, I will write
That alone the Light would be able to …
And my fingers taking your wrists
I loved you, I love you, I will love you.


This is the story of a dad speaking about his child. He calls her a diamond, his diamond.
She is his light, and he loves her with a constant and eternal love.
And in her innocence, she might not notice. But as she gets older she will.
She will.
He was sent here for her and he knows that. He loves her so much that he puts pictures of her on the walls and in his memory.
And underneath them he writes
“You are my light. Let me take your hand and show you.
For I loved you when you were born. I love you now. And I will love you forever."
This song can be taken multiple ways.
He could be your dad.
He could be your Heavenly Father.
He could be your Saviour.
He could be all three.
Realize though that you are the diamond, the joy, the Light to him; to your parents; to your God.
As I grow older, I see the little and many things my parents do for me.
 “I Alissa, having been born of goodly parents  . . .”
 
And, oh, how I love them.


Sunshine

19 September 2011

Oh Sadie :)


Thank you for you.

We didn't meet by chance.

And I'm so glad because I have the worst luck in the world.

There are no coincidences with an omniscient being, which means that

He doesn't believe in luck either.

:)






Dear Ashley . . .

Someday you will marry a prince and you will have to deal with his heart pants.





Might I add,

somedays you walk out of math class and I'm soooooo glad that that's when I get to talk to you.

Those are the days that you know are going to be the best because, let's be honest,

they make school much funner.

That's one good thing about math.

You never know how it might change your life.



Love,

Sunshine

Radiant Tales: Chapter Fourteen

If you were to ask me, "How are you?", usually I say something along the lines of: swell, just ducky, tired, hungry, super great, etc, basically anything except "good."

because "good" gets used so much it's cliche.

like, supremely cliche.

no offense, "good".

:)

But today if you were to ask me, "How are you?" I would say, "Well, today is just a kiwi day."

Today I felt like a kiwi.

yes, my friends, a kiwi.


Because you see, a kiwi is, in a word, ugly. They aren't attractive at all and they feel rough at the edges and hairy in the middle.

I am a firm believer in beauty. I don't think anyone on this planet is ugly. Everyone is beautiful.

But sometimes, we each have those days where we feel like a kiwi.

The trouble is that sometimes we fail to look on the inside.


Kiwis are actually very beautiful. They are one of the most unique fruit I have ever seen. And there probably aren't two kiwis that look the same.

Do you ever feel like a kiwi?
Like no matter how hard you try, your hair looks worse after it's "done"
than it did when you woke up?
Or that somehow your clothes don't measure up to the clothes everyone else is wearing
and you feel as though you're being judged?
Or maybe you are being attacked by the Father of All Lies (aka Satan/the devil) and he's telling you that you're not capable of success, that you were meant to fail. That what people see on the outside is how you are on the inside and you will never be able to, in a sense, be "picked."

My kiwi days usually go somewhat like this.

What are you supposed to do? When you feel one way but you know it's completely wrong? because you know you are
BeAuTiFuL
inside and out.
(Because you are)
But today you are a kiwi. And no matter how much you would rather be that pinapple over there on the beach on the cool island, you will always be a kiwi.

In my experience as a kiwi, I have learned that it's never as bad as you think.
that no matter how harry your legs feel,
how dirty your hair looks,
how red your face is,
or how wrinkled your clothes are,

it's never as bad as you think.

It may be hard to be a kiwi, but I believe that we should instead focus on being the person who reaches up and picks those off the tree or those who have fallen to the ground; those who may not have any other friend in the world but you. 

Because do you remember how it felt when someone reached out and picked you up?



So the next time you feel like a kiwi,

remember that chances are someone else does too. Be kind. Be a friend. Because by strengthening others we strengthen ourselves.


With love and kiwifruit,

Sunshine









Life in the Fam.

This is Melanie's bed on Monday.


This is Melanie's bed on Tuesday.

:)


 This is John and his faithful buddy Max. John has a secret passion for playing with castles.

And strollers. Yes, that is a dog he is pushing. A real dog mind you :)


One day Amanda didn't come out of the bathroom for at least twenty minutes. This is why.



This is Life at the dinner table, waiting for dad to come home.

 Amanda = reading.

 John = hungry.

Spencer = Spencer.

I love my family!
Wherever they may be.
In the past few days, I have been reminded of what Elder Worthlin said in his talk Come What May, and Love it.
He says, "Learn to laugh. Come what may, and love it."
My dear friends,
how much better your day becomes when you laugh. and smile. and giggle. and enjoy life.
Because
LIFE
IS
BeAuTiFuL.
And once in a while, it's nice to smell the roses
Don't be sad that some roses have thorns.
Rejoice that thorns have roses.

And they smell good. :)
I appologize for my brother's hand. It's one of his many talents

10 September 2011

I Have a Family Here on Earth . . .


They are so good to me :)
 I want to share my life with them



 Through all eternity.
 

While I am in my early youth, 
I'll prepare most carefully


So I can marry in God's Temple
For eternity.


Families can be together forever
through Heavenly Father's plan.



I always want to be with my own family!
And the Lord has shown me how I can.



The Lord has shown me how I can.

01 September 2011

It finally happened.

Today I stood in the Senior Section.


!!!!!!


I have been waiting my whole life to stand where they stood. . . in the cool spot :)

I've been waiting my whole life to wear black at a school assembly.

And today I did.

And I realised I really am a senior in High School.

I think I'm going to like this :)







love and sweet dreams,


Sunshine