I have been blurking around for the last few min. (okay I'll admit it for like a half hour,) and I realized that I am just lonely and missing my friends and family. I decided that I would like to take a min and tell the blogging world how much I love and admire my sister Krista. She is my best friend, sans Jeff of course, and a wonderful person. I have always wanted to be like her, do what she was doing, hang out with her. She is the funniest person I know, no one in this world can make me laugh the way that she does, that side aching laugh where the tears come out and I start hyperventilating. Actually this became a problem when she escorted me through the temple, but that's another story. I have always thought she was the most beautiful girl, she has a stunning face and a cheerful smile. She is the most wonderful mother. I loved having her come and stay with me last winter. She was an excellent example of patience and good parenting. I know that after Jeff and I, no one loves Max more then her, she always treats him as one of her own children. I trust her completely with him. I have always been so proud of her for serving a mission, urg in Brazil of all places, and sticking it out through the hard times. Anyone who can spiritually use Homer Simpson in a Sunday School lesson is a spiritual pillar. Most of the best memories of my childhood include her and I want to thank her for letting me play with her. I could go on forever on this topic, but I hear something suspicious from the living room where Max and the dog are, so I leave it to anyone checking this blog who know Krista to add their fond memories (and a note to Lu, if no one adds a comment, it is most likely cause no one reads this blog and not a reflection on other people's low opinion of you.)
4 comments:
What a great post. I read your blog AND have fond memories of Krista, so here goes...
I can't tell you how excited I was to reconnect with Krista at BYU. It had been like 8 years or something (right?) since I'd seen her last, but it felt like no time had passed at all. She's one of the few people I know that I could bump into at BYU and actually have a meaningful conversation with in the hallway--not just about classes and generalities, but real things that mattered.
Random memory--
I remember one night (in Omaha) when the whole ward basketball team slept over at our coach's house (Shawn Lake?) and we stayed up until 4 in the morning talking and combat crawling across the floor amid very irritable "Be quiet"'s and "Go to sleep!"'s.
Krista is really one of the kindest and funniest people I've ever met. I only wish she lived closer!
I'm a little late in coming to this posting (and your blog)...I just noticed the link on Jenn's blog and thought, hey, I know her! So, hi Emily!
As for Krista, there really is too much to say. It felt very tragic when she moved to Boston shortly after I moved back to Utah! She is so kind and funny (!!!) and just easy to be around in everyway. And her endurance in the face of trails is amazing. My random memory is the Five Weeks tour with Tori Amos and a beautiful red VW Beetle. Good times.
Shout out to Emily and Krista!
Love, Larson
i agree, great post!
i loved the day that Grandma let all four of us girls dress up in our Sunday clothes and have a picnic in the front yard of the Orem house.
I loved waking up in a huge heap in the middle of the trampoline and then running madly inside to finish sleeping under the huge dining room table because the sprinklers came on.
yeah, these are all about all three of you so far. so many of them are about all five of us really (you guys, me and Joe)
hmmmm..... I loved how I always had someone to hang out with at family things growing up. She and I would walk up and down the road just talking at Mt. Air, just the two of us. And yes, she can make anyone laugh!!
shucks...I've never heard so many nice things about myself. oh no! Am I dead!?
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