Monday, February 18, 2008

Molly the Dog

Motherhood is hard, even if your "kid" is a dog. I've just bought a journal on Wednesday and i love it. I haven't found one flaw with this beautiful book. It is a joy to write in, and I have written in my journal every day since I got it. Back to the story. Last night, molly chewed two things; a brush, and my journal. Trust me, I was not going to let this one just slip by, mostly because I was going to write in this thing for a year if I could. I was white hot with anger in it's most pure form. I decided to postpone the punishment until after I had repaired the journal. A portion of the bottom was missing, so I put it back together again. As I was arranging it, molly walked by, awaiting the fire coming. As she walked, I started to think about a piece of advice I've tried to live by, "Forgive and Forget." I wondered "how in all of hades could I forgive this dog of ruining my precious book?" The answer came in a mild revelation. I continued working, and once I finished I got up and walked toward Molly. She hesitated, but eventually let me pick her up, and I started to cry. Now let me clear something up, I don't cry with tears, I cry by feeling sadness fill my entire body, which I consider worse. So I'm crying, and molly is waiting for something bad to happen, but it doesn't come. Molly is confused and I start apologizing for my coldness to her, and forgiving her for ruining my journal. We are now both happy that this has been put behind us. Life is good.

I know what you're thinking, but I have raised my pup from when she was only a few weeks old, and I have treated her almost like a human baby. I suits me. I'm not some mentally retarded freak that got a dog out of nowhere and now it's my only friend, or something. I assure you that I'm a mentally healthy person that just loves her dog very much.

-Beatrice Everett (your typical dog sympathizer)

Sunday, February 17, 2008


-Good day. Life has been good to me today. Peacefulness has overcome me and I fell clean and new, almost like your favorite tee-shirt just come out of the dryer, clean and fresh. Spring has become an obsession of mine because it seems so close. Life seems still, completely timeless for a few moments until it starts to get dark again.
-My political attention has been redirected to life since Mitt Romney dropped out of the race. It seems to have been for the better because i've started a journal and it has helped me dramatically to realize my true potential in the church, and it excites me. I guess it acts as a reminder to behave and stay calm and focused on what is important.
-Caring for my family has become a part responsibility, and I bear it thankfully knowing that it will be placed solely on my shoulders once I have my own family. Caring for others, no matter how ungrateful they seem, is key to motherhood. I'm trying to give myself a leg up on challenges I might face when I grow up and become a mother, wife, and friend. That, and becoming a missionary, are the most important things in my future that I look forward to.
-I feel the spirit when I think of these things. It is quite an experience. I feel a comforting feeling in my throat, one that makes my outlook on the future bright and colorful. One that makes me feel like my life has become all of a sudden a golden one with no problems or adversities for a moment. A feeling that fills my system with joy and love for others. One that helps me to keep my life in line and keeps my thoughts focused on my future and present situation and what is important. Life is good.

-Beatrice Everett (your loving sisterly friend)