sunday afternoons

my blog is slowly turning into an elder wilstead tribute. or maybe an i miss you a lot blog. but i don't really mind. it's my blog so HA! 

this past little while i've been filling all sorts of... let's just say "not myself". i'm lacking in the self-confidences department lately, and who do i turn to? if you are saying elder wilstead you just won the lottery. an imaginary lottery, but a lottery at that! 

there is something about having your best friend be so close to the Savior. there is something about having him give everything up to serve for people who need it more and his loved ones at home. something that makes him the greatest advice giver in the world. (or maybe it's just the i love you's that help.) nevertheless, whatever he says seems to bring me back to myself for just that little while that we get to talk (email) every sunday night. though it may not last very long i see myself  in him, or with him // talking to him. 

it's comfort. i like comfort. i need comfort. so here's to weekly emails that i get to talk to my best friend.

miss you sweets. 

xxoo