Wednesday, August 19, 2009

sleeping is good.

Since Saturday, I have had trouble sleeping just thinking and absorbing the fact that my neighbor was dead. Since yesterday was the funeral, last night the exhaustion finally hit me. Daniel dropped me off at my apartment at 9:00, I walked in, crashed on my bed and fell asleep. I woke up about 10 realizing I should put on my pajamas and brush my teeth....and then I slept....I slept till 8 this morning...and that is just because I had set my alarm for 8.

I feel so much better after my long good night of sleep. The funeral was mixed with laughter and tears as many friends and family stood up to share stories they had of Gib. I learned a lot more about my neighbor than I had known before--making me want him alive even more to give him a hard time about the new things I had learned. haha. His son even went up to the podium and spoke of his father so eloquently that I forgot he was only 12 years old.

I am still not sure if Gib had accepted Christ in his life, and it is not my position to judge or question but the whole experience has even more so affirmed my faith. I am so thankful to be covered by grace and free from my sins. I am so thankful to not have a fear of death because I trust in the ultimate giver of life.

Well now it is time to go to sleep again. Coming soon to a blog near you (mine) will be an interview with a crazy girl (me) on her upcoming fall semester. It will be enthralling and intense, but most of all- stay tuned.

Sunday, August 16, 2009

Rough Weekend

This past weekend was expected to be one of some sadness as we prepared to move my sister away to college. I knew there would be a lot of mixed emotions....but in the midst of packing and preparing, we recieved a phone call.

Our next door neighbor and close friend at my familys lake home had been killed very suddenly. He had been driving around the neighborhood on a friends scooter (having his wife and kids follow him in their van because he didnt want to be out there alone). As he was riding, the scooter stalled out. He sat and played with it a minute trying to get it to start again- when all of the sudden it took off and carried him into a tree, breaking his neck, and killing him instantly---as his wife, 12 year old son, and 9 year old daughter watched.

I have trouble writing this without tearing up. It makes absolutely no sense, and no one quite knows what happened and why...

We dropped everything and headed straight there as soon as we heard. Our community of neighbors there are quite close and just stood outside hugging, crying, talking, and consoling the family. Friends of the family came flooding in, but his family lives in Minnesota, and hers is all in Japan.

If youve ever watched Home Improvement, then you know of neighbor Wilson----the guy who knew each one of the Taylor family differently, and was always up to something different. Gib reminded me so much of that. I always gave him a hard time for different projects he was working on, or weird foods he was cooking. He gave me a hard time about how he thought I was permanently glued to our porch swing since for the first 3 months he lived there- everytime he came outside, I always seemed to be there. He would always bring us samples of stuff he had BBQ'd and sit and shoot the breeze with us.

My family and our neighborhood will miss him terribly. But I know nothing compares to how much his family will feel his absence. They were so close. Just last weekend they set up a picnic out in the grass eating watermelon. His daughter adored him, and his son was his spitting image.

Oh, please pray for this family. The funeral is Tuesday.

Pray for me and my family as well. I cant stop thinking about it. I know God has a purpose and plan for everything---and I belive in his sovreignty over every situation, but this extremely difficult-and happened so quick. It really made me realize how instantly life can change.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Lets pretend….

….like it hasnt been oh, idk, a month since i last posted….k?

Today I want to tell you about this amazing hair product that I have my hairdresser has discovered. It is called “MoroccanOil”.

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About a year ago, I went on Accutane (another blog post all together) for my skin to help improve acne. It did wonders for my skin, but not so much for my hair. I was left with a beautiful complexion but really dry/brittle hair.

Even since Ive been off Accutane though, my hair has still not completely recovered so I lay products on thick every time I blow-dry hoping to soften it out.

MoroccanOil is pretty much the end all/beat all of products. It makes my hair sooooo soft- almost like it is straight from the salon and it smells beautifully!

I highly recommend it even if you dont have really dry hair. It just makes your hair have a great sheen and softness.

Thats all! <3