Tuesday, 31 May 2011

DC

***The song you will be listening to after Ellen introduces them is Bethany's favorite and feels like the theme song for this time of my life***

Okay so this post has been a long time coming. And i've attempted it many times, but repeatedly failed to figure out where to start and how to go about it. Well. I think i finally found a structure that will work...

My adventures can be split into 2 significant parts:

1. What is happening TO me. (i.e. crazy events)

2. What is happening IN me. (i.e. lessons learned)

And that is how I will approach my journey from here on out. Because, if you ask me, #1 is only significant and meaningful when paired with #2. Who cares what is happening to me if it is not having an impact within.

Now let me begin with Part 1, and save Part 2 for my next post... (i will keep this as brief as possible even tho i could fill a novel with just this past month's happenings).


"Preparation- or lack of"

For a while, I had dreamed about visiting this...

{DC Temple- my favorite}

And then i met her...
{Lora Mitchell- Relief Society President}

and she challenged me to follow my dreams all the way to Washington, DC. After further conversation, she explained that she knew of a psych internship (something i was lacking) in the area as well.

So, as i do with all my crazy ideas, i took it to these 2 women...
{Left- Mindy. Right- Mom}

Mindy said: Go!
Mom said: Hell no!

Well maybe not in those exact words... but as any loving mother wouldn't be, she wasn't a fan.
...and so i toyed around with the idea. Prayed about it. Lots. And got my answer to go. My biggest sign it was right: mom finally came around and started being my biggest support (as always). And lots of other people pushed me along as I entertained this mad idea, like my fabulous roommies, brothers/cute step mom/heather and my good friend, Chi, jeffy/vick and tonsss of other wonderful people.

And so I woke up one morning and bought a one-way plane ticket to Washington, DC. I was nuts. Absolutely crazy. People keep telling me how much they admired me and how courageous and spontaneous and fun i was... but the only thing i really was: insane in the membrane. But it works for me. Somehow.

So I packed my bags and left to dc. I had absolutely no clue what I was doing, but there I stood saying goodbye to my mom at the airport security, having the biggest adrenaline rush of my life and feeling like I had finally made it to my breakthrough moment...


"My Smith Family"

I arrived in the evening, and headed to a place I would be temporarily staying while I got on my feet- this family's house...
{Dan Smith and family (only 3 kids were presently home)}
My mom's bffl is Di, whose cousin is Dan who agreed to take in some lunatic girl. And although they didn't know me or what walk of life I came from, they took me right in. And it didn't take me long to learn that they were some of the greatest people I've ever met. I fell in love instantly, and they took me in as one of their own.

They gave me a place to sleep...

attempted to teach me how to cook...
Helped me get used to this...

and this...
Let me spend time with them...

Helped me purchase her...
{Named: Virginia}
And reminded me of this...
While every night reading these...
And i finally got to go here...





Which was a huge turning point in my life...

You see, the first few weeks of my experience were not terribly glamorous. At all. I enjoyed my time with the Smith family and loved every second in their home, but times were tough. I was unemployed, homeless, and broke. None of which i would wish upon my worst enemy. I cried. I cried a lot. I cried every night and busted my butt everyday. I called and emailed and interviewed and networked and visited and begged and pleaded and applied and anything else I could possibly think to do- all day every single day. I hit dead end after dead end, and felt sick when I slept each night knowing no progress had been made in the previous day- Praying and Begging my Father in heaven to grant me some success. Any success. I was desperate.

And it was hard because everyone kept asking how my crazy cool adventure was... and all I could think of was swollen eyes & using starbucks wifi to apply for jobs all day. But my sis-in-law, Amber, sent me a message that validated my less-than-satisfactory journey with a most rocky start. I love her and am forever grateful for the sweet words and understanding she provided me with. My lover bum, Darby, also had a huge impact and served as a great support to me.

Well. This torment went on for days... and then weeks... and I was experiencing a mental, emotional, and physical distress unlike any i'd ever experienced before. The emotional breakdowns were extreme and frequent. The sobbing phone calls to my mom occurred much too often, and the time spent on my knees was remarkable. I felt confused because- God wanted me out here, but then left me hanging (or so I had thought). It was a rough time. A time where I found comfort in reading this...

I would lie there and think about all the expectations and wonders I had on my plane ride out there, and how none of them had been met. I asked myself what I was doing... I even asked others what I was doing- but they had no clue either. I was running out of money, and honestly thought that the end was near. I was devastated. Had i failed? Was i going to be heading home empty handed? Was that it?? It couldn't be. I wouldn't let it be.
But alas I called Mom, then Mindy, then Lora. And they each injected me with new-found hope. And so I pressed forward. And then, I went to the temple and met a wonderful sister missionary that touched my heart forever and reminded me to not give up on the Lord, because he hasn't given up on me.
And He never did. Not once. I gave up on myself, but He never did... and after the trial of my faith... he blessed me. Boy did He bless me...

"Bethica"
And then I met her...
haha who actually looks like this...
Say hello to my stunning best friend: {Bethany Campbell}

God really loved me when he sent me Bethany... cuz we are inseparable. Insta-friends. Huge helps to one another and shoulders to cry on- friends to rely on. We joke and say it was 'love at first sight'. Actually- only i say that haha but i'm sure she would agree. (no homo).
We have had the best of times with the worst of people/places/events... haha. We 'clicked' and 'get each other'. Coincidence? i think not...

We go to places like this...
And eat things like these...

This girl and i... are unstoppable.
E'er day is a party with us.
We play loud music in the car and jam out the sun roof, we tan on the beach and visit the zoo, we walk around DC and spill Arby's in the car, we meet random guys and ditch them frequently, we attend ward functions and have inside jokes, we play wingman for each other and laugh uncontrollably. We get scared of frogs and find as much free stuff as possible. We tell each other she is beautiful, and talk about the gospel. We share our fears and excitements, and take lots of sweet pics. I provide the car and she provides the food and we have the time of our lives.
Oh and we both have shopping addictions to H&M and Forever 21. :)
Here's a sneak peak at our crazy times:





Along the road... more fun people have been added into our adventures such as: Gwynne (the cute girl that B is a nanny for), Susie and Em Rodriguez, adorbs Mindie, and the LA boys (only two of which are actually from LA haha)...







And then I met him...
{Duncan Hartt}


Who is now serving a mission in California.

And now I spend my days here...

And i got a job as a nanny for him...
{Collin}

Which has been such a Huge blessing in my life!! It is sooo refreshing to spend my time and energy focusing on/caring for somebody other than myself. It has given me meaning and purpose unlike any I've found out here. And plus... I get to go with their family to California for 2 weeks and not only have a free trip, but get paid while we're out there! I am so grateful that God blessed me with this opportunity.

So thats what i'm doing these days... lots of playing with Bethany & Friends, beach time, bbq's, shopping, working 13 hour days, and soon I will start my internship.

Thus my journey begins... and with a crazy start at that. I look forward to the many things that await me, and cannot be grateful enough to those that have helped me thru. Family, friends, and primarily God- for none of this would be possible without them.

Stay tuned for the posts to come but until then...

xoxo miss jer bree

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