Home away from home

I love Utah.

There, I've said it.

 So

       many
            
               wonderful
                                 

                                          experiences there.

And Places

I miss my Home away from Homes.

I miss knowing everyone is Mormon!

I miss temples on every corner,

 outdoor pools and BYU!

the Mountains.

The people, the church library, cafe rio, zupas, macaronni grill...

and the list is endless.

 I'm grateful for my home here in Calgary, and love that I can also call California my home;

but a part of me will always stay on the Wasatch Front.

Where the Home Is

It's beautiful here!

Random Letter to THE Universe.

Dear Universe,
I'm so glad it's almost spring here in Canuck land. It is warm and bright, and everything begins to smell of manure (unexplicably) as the snow thaws. I looooooooove the smell of manure, and mulch, and dirt ummmmmmmm, and sand (I like to eat a little of that too), Brandon's dirty armpits, and farts. I llllllloooovvvve bad smells. Thank you universe for cooperating with God on that one. I am so ready to go outside with sweet baby V, I think that she has little to no idea what this is. Therefore I must take her hiking to show her the wonders of the world. I am becoming more of who I want to be, I think. I got lost for a while, now I'm back on track. Peanut butter helps sooooooo much. Right now I put it on rice cakes with honey. I only eat the all natural peanut butter with just 1 ingredient: Peanuts. But when we go to the cabin in the summer and they have the p.b. with the sugar I eat a lot. It is a very special treat. Yummmmm. Summer and p.b., can't wait.

---Keep it fresh Uni---

Love,
Olivia

HUbbA huBBa

I think often of my love. In  fact I think most often of him more than anything else.

( I don't think that sentence is grammatical/sensically correct.)

I have fabulous conversations with him in my head all day, and then he comes home,

we snuggle

I love the feel of his big barrel chest.

He puts smiles on my face in a way that makes me feel like I'm sitting on a mountain with golden rays all around me and I've just eaten a fresh peach.

You know this smile.

We celebrated his 26 birthday this week,

I have know him while he was 22,23,24,25,and now 26!

I am lucky.

Since I've met him I can't figure him out,

he is the biggest suprise.

Just what I need.

I love him shamelessly.

Brand's Top Five Attributes

(from my own biased opinion)

1. his unadulterated, indelible nature that just

plows through this thing called life.

2. His booming voice; the first thing I remember about him,

and probably the last thing I will ever hear in this life.

3. He's so funny!

4. His drive for success.

5. His love of God and all things holy.

What more could I ask for?

Oh yeah, he's the greatest dad to Vida.

A Dream

This is a new poem I wrote today:

If I were a ship I would never take port.

Like a fish I would be, and not like a tree

with my roots all around, tangled down in the earth.

But, flying over the sea sealing the waves and the clouds

with one golden line of shimmery bliss.

To and fro I would rock like the tick of a clock

to the sound of the whales as they cry for their mothers.

And seafoam would feed all my shivers and timbers

till the one final day I might sink down with my treasures.

But no, I would never take port.

stop and admire the flowers

My beautiful momma is an artist, and there has always been art around me, and one of the most influencial in my life has been the works of Georgia O'Keefe.

Last night I watched the wonderful biography recently made on her with Joan Allen in the title role. She is famous for being both a strong woman and a beautiful painter. Her flowers evoke passion and awe, her landscapes bring magic to the desert, and all of her work inspires wordless hope within me.

"One day I found myself saying to myself... I can't live where I want to… I can't go where I want to... I can't do what I want to. I can't even say what I want to. I decided I was a very stupid fool not to at least paint as I wanted to and say what I wanted to when I painted, and that seemed to be the only thing I could do that didn't concern anybody but myself."

I recommend the movie to everyone, and even more so I recommend infusing some great art into your life. Yesterday inspired me to go back to my roots and to try and strive to create art that fills me. Go find your art.

written in the stars

So the other day I was playing with BabyV and I couldn't help but feel that overwhelming gush of love, and I thought to myself :

Why do I feel this way (unabounding, mindblowing, uncomprehensible love) for her?

I guess in the back of my mind I had always assumed it was just because she was MINE; but as I looked at her in that moment, I knew that this was not so!

I think I love her so much because when I look at her I see pure unadulterated potential. Not that schister stuff that comes from cultural funnelings; but the true ability to do anything.

UNLIMITED, UNTAPPED, POTENTIAL.

Picture it. And what's even greater is that everyday I see her use that potential to do something new: sit, bleech, wink, sneeze, teething, laughing, you naming she is finding the life spark within her to pull it off. I love her for all that she is, will and could be. She reminds me so much of her dad whom I had the same feeling for when I fell in love with him...because I knew it wasn't only the him that I loved who stood before me, but the great him that I knew I had to be there to see him become.