Shedding Light

I haven't written here in a while, and I'm not sure why I need to today. Maybe I'm driven by the 12:00 deadline. I have an Arabic midterm that is considerably more important than this; yet, here I am. I'm supposed to go camping on Thursday and I can't decide if I want to go. Theres lots of reasons, many aren't going to be listed here. Just feel like lately I've been shedding light. My old Branch President from Manhattan gave his homecoming speech on Sunday, and since then it's been rough. One of those, great and horrible "Best of times, worst of times..." situations. I saw my first flower of spring two days ago. I stood there and just looked at it. It was a small purple flower growing between the cracks of a sidewalk. Interesting that the place obscuring light, is the place where the flower struggles the most to find it. That should be us, not the flower but the light. Shining in the hardest situations so that a person can find their spring. It's like Frost's "Nothing Gold Can Stay", yet that doesn't mean we should ignore that "gold" in it's entirety. Shedding light, not tears... thanks susan