Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Forever and Always

I was listening to this song today on pandora: 

"She's sitting at the table, the hours get later
He was supposed to be here
She's sure he would have called
She waits a little longer, there's no one in the driveway
No one's said they've seen him
Why, is something wrong?
She looks back to the window
Suddenly the phone rings
A voice says something's happened
That she should come right now
Her mind goes to December
She thinks of when he asked her
He bent down on his knees first
And he said"

"I want you forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together
Forever and always"

"She pulls up to the entrance
She walks right to the front desk
They lead her down a million halls, a maze that's never ending
They talk about what happened but she can barely hear them
She tries to keep a straight face as she walks into the room
She sits by his bedside, holds his hand too tight
They talk about the kids they're gonna have and the good life
The house on the hillside, where they would stay"

"Stay there forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly"

"We'll grow old together, and always remember
Whether rich or for poor or for better
We'll still love each other, forever and always"

"Then she gets an idea and calls in the nurses
Brings up the chaplain and he says a couple verses
She borrows some rings from the couple next door
Everybody's laughing as the tears fall on the floor
She looks into his eyes, and she says"

"I want you forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together, and always remember
Whether happy or sad or whatever
We'll still love each other, forever and always
Forever and always, forever and always"

"She finishes the vows but the beeps are getting too slow
His voice is almost too low
As he says, I love you forever, forever and always
Please just remember even if I'm not there
I'll always love you, forever and always"
-Forever and Always by Parachute

I know it's not exactly the same situation as mine, but I feel exactly the same. I love Carmody - I was with her through the good, the bad and the ugly. Even though our time together on Earth was short, I know that through the Atonement of Christ, everything will be made right and I can be with her forever. 


Saturday, June 22, 2013

Reflections

Reflections are an interesting thing to think about.

From reflections in a mirror to reflection of light off of water. Reflection can even be the color that comes off of surfaces that we see.

While I was spending some time at my cousin's house, he showed me a physics program he had on his computer that could emulation how water reflected off of water. You could change the angle of the light and see how much light went into the water and how much reflected off of the top. There's an angle where all the light will reflect off of the top of the water (I forget what it is called). 

This all came to my as I was thinking about me. Dad suggested I take time to meditate. I kinda shrugged it off because whenever I meditate I always wind myself up more than relaxing or just go in circles. I've tried to do some meditating just try it out again. Once I started I found myself going in circles about video games or other non-important things. But today was a bit different. Today was the first day I went inside of a hospital since Carmody passed. My aunt just had her baby and we went to go pick up my Nana. I elected to stay outside in the waiting room and rested my elbows on a banister of the 4th floor overlooking the entrance. Then I tried to think. Recent months have been filled of memories of Carmody. A lot of them I tried to suppress  I didn't want to think about that. I didn't want to miss her even more. But as hard as I tried not to dwell on them, the more they came back. I don't think I've stopped fighting them, but I am trying to reflect on them. One of my friends posted something on twitter that said "Let your past make you better, not bitter." I've felt more recently that I'm starting to become bitter. At night I just tell myself I want her back. During the day I see millions of things that remind me of her. The reminders never stop. I'm beginning to suspect that they will always be there. But how I let them affect me makes all the difference. Right now, it reminds me of what I don't have and what I've lost. Not forever, but for the rest of mortality. I have faith that things will work out. But as many of you know, I can be very impatient. 

But back to the reflections - I've begun to think that my reflections have been very superficial, kinda like light reflecting off of the top of the water. I don't know how to reflect without the hurt, but maybe this is the start of a process.