i love the beatles. i must thank my papa for that though. we were all raised with those 4 shaggy haired greats. seriously, possibly my favorite memories with my family are road trips, listening to just about EVERY SINGLE beatles song known to this earth. LOVE. one of my all time favs as of late is...
yoko. what are you doing? seriously.
let it be.
let it be.
such a good tune. i love music. my heart is so grateful for it. there can be so much power in music. here's some goodies i found...
Music happens to be an art form that transcends language. Herbie Hancock
If music be the food of love, play on.
William Shakespeare
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Aldous Huxley
Music is what feelings sound like.
Author Unknown
so...music is good. :) have i mentioned that i LOVE the temple? pretty sure i have but that can't be emphasized enough i don't think. it is a place of refuge and it is a place where the clouds disperse for a bit and light takes their place. i went to the temple with lots on my mind. one question in particular. i've been reminded that we need to be specific with our questions. as we are specific, He will be more specific. my answer came so incredibly clear. i am grateful.
my eldest brother, gabe and his family came down for a visit this past weekend. my sister-in-law, sally is such an incredible mom. seriously. i look up to her so much. she is so lovingly patient and so lovingly creative. gabe is such a good brother and dad to his kiddos.
i love that i have him for my oldest brother. he's a physician's assistant in castle dale, utah. he loves what he does and i love seeing how happy his job makes him. he is wise in a way i can't really describe. love him and his family. they have 5 beautiful and handsome offspring. :) parker james, chloe jane, kaydee jo, peyton joseph, ryker johns, and little mia. recently, peyton went to the dentist for the very first time. he was so excited! seriously. once the dentist started doing dentist tasks, peyton got a little nervous. this picture depicts the amount of excitement and nervous-ness. look at his hand. i dare you not to laugh...i wonder a lot what it would be like to not be the youngest in my family...but i don't like the thoughts of that. haha. i love being the youngest. i feel so safe. i look up to each one of my bristers. they are each different and unique and i love that.

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