Halloween was so fun! I love seeing all the costumes. But I can't believe it's already over for another year.
All things Witchy - The last two weekends I have gone to Gardner Village with my favorite witches to do a little early-Halloween celebrating. First, I went with some girls from my ward ... it was very fun. We shopped and chatted. And some of us got very festive and wore hats :)! This is a pic of us that night. Last weekend I went with my mom, aunt, cousin and a couple of family friends. We went for the official "Witches Night Out" festival. It was so fun! But INSANE. We seriously parked a mile and half away. I wish I were kidding, but I'm not. The shops were very busy, so it was hard to get any serious shopping done ... but don't worry ... I still found an adorable pair of shoes that I got talked into buying (not that it was hard ...). We forgot to take our camera though ... bummer!
really fun, and lots of girls came. I decided to get very creative and Halloween-y and made a pumpkin shaped cake. I can assure you it looked much better on the recipe website. However, everyone thought it was very cute ... so I took a picture for your viewing enjoyment :)!Tucked away in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision in which we see ourselves on a long journey that spans an entire continent. We're traveling by train and, from the windows, we drink in the passing scenes of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at crossings, of cattle grazing in distant pastures, of smoke pouring from power plants, of row upon row upon row of cotton and corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of city skylines and village halls.
But uppermost in our conscious minds is our final destination--for at a certain hour and on a given day, our train will finally pull into the Station with bells ringing, flags waving, and bands playing. And once that day comes, so many wonderful dreams will come true. So restlessly, we pace the aisles and count the miles, peering ahead, waiting, waiting, waiting for the Station.
"Yes, when we reach the Station, that will be it!" we promise ourselves. "When we're eighteen. . . win that promotion. . . put the last kid through college. . . buy that 450SL Mercedes-Benz. . . have a nest egg for retirement!" From that day on we will all live happily ever after.
Sooner or later, however, we must realize there is no Station in this life, no one earthly place to arrive at once and for all. The journey is the joy. The Station is an illusion--it constantly outdistances us. Yesterday's a memory, tomorrow's a dream. Yesterday belongs to a history, tomorrow belongs to God. Yesterday's a fading sunset, tomorrow's a faint sunrise. Only today is there light enough to love and live.
So, gently close the door on yesterday and throw the key away. It isn't the burdens of today that drive men mad, but rather the regret over yesterday and the fear of tomorrow. Regret and fear are twin thieves who would rob us of today. "Relish the moment" is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24, "This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it."
