Love

I love a lot of people, things... family, friends, roommates, long time acquaintances, my iPhone, etc. I have been in love & I have lost love. But right now, tonight, I love these two girls beyond what words could express. I cherish every moment I get to spend with them.



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I don't believe in it.

Not one bit. 'It' being a coincidence. I believe that things happen for a reason, that fate is real, that karma is very real & that it's a bitch. For this post however, the focus is on that things happen for a reason. Not only big life events, experiences, and life altering moments, but even the little things, the SMALLEST little things that seem irrelevant to most mean something to me, every time.

I often see this in music. Music to me is very important, not only because it can lift you up, but because it can help you through a tough moment, time or even spark a thought in your mind, give you an answer you've been seeking for, waiting for. Music has helped me with so many things and really is important to me. I am a person who buys those cheesy songs from those cheesy movies because in that moment, the song helped me, and stuck with me.

As important as music is to me, it has caused some problems. There are still songs I can't listen to, the ones that remind me of that one person who hurt me so deeply, the ones that remind me of that one friend I lost, the ones that remind me of terrible moments in my life, very difficult moments, etc. Although I have removed those songs from my iPod, I cannot remove them from the radio and they get me every time.

But it's not vey often. More often a song helps me, touches me, and gets me thinking. And that happened this morning on my drive to work.

I had my iPhone plugged into my stereo & on shuffle. I had skipped a few songs in a row because I just wasn't feeling them. Then it happened. A familiar song, a song I hadn't heard for quite some time, began. The window was down, the wind was blowing in my cute up-doed hairstyle I had taken the time to do today & I loved the moment that was happening. She began singing & I knew the voice like the back of my hand.

This helped me this morning. Maybe it will help you too.

Just play on!

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It comes to a close

The day was long, felt longer than most. Instead of taking the bus, I drove into Salt Lake City just as the sun was coming up over the mountains, shining down on the buildings - making the windows sparkle and glitter, a sight that made me smile - I wrote three final articles - two on the Real Salt Lake beat and one random Utah State football article - I sat with a member of Deseret Digital Media for an exit interview and I turned in my parking pass and security badge. As I drove home in rush our traffic, bumper to bumper most of the way home, I reflected on the past three months, blasted my music and even got emotional thinking about it being over. But it was a fantastic day.

Yesterday marked the final day I was an intern for KSL.com. However, I am continuing as the RSL beat writer for KSL.com throughout the rest of the 2011 season, which will be end of October / mid November depending on playoff games. So keep reading my stuff on KSL.com!

This internship opened my eyes to the professional world of journalism. I sat in a major league press box, I sat in and participated in a major league press conference immediately following each game, I stood in a major league locker room conducting post game interviews as the match was fresh in the players mind. The majority of the time I was the only female reporter, definitely the youngest, and at times was the one to ask the first question in the locker room to the star of the game and other players. It was amazing and feels like it was a dream, but it was real, very real.

As a lover of city life I was blessed to be able to spend a couple days a week in Salt Lake City the past three months. There were days where I spent my lunch break with friends riding Trax a few stops away to grab some grub, sitting at a table outside the Triad Center chatting, laughing and listening to the sounds of the city, and then there were days where I was by myself on my lunch break - some days I sat by myself on a park bench eating a sandwich, texting, emailing and listening to music - and then there were days where I walked around the Gateway Mall observing life in so many people or walking the few blocks to Temple Square, sitting on a bench tucked back into a corner surrounded by trees and just listened to the silence, taking a few moments to just calm down.

A few thank you's for my former UVU Review colleagues & summer intern colleagues:

Thank you Andrea for being my weekly bus buddy & lunch buddy. For making me laugh so early in the morning and on the rides home.

Thank you Celeste for the fun lunch hours & enlightening conversation each week. And of course the tweeting back and forth.

Thank you Newlin for swinging by my floor on your way to the soda machine & chatting with me for a few minutes each time. I miss working with you, glad I know you, man.

It was three months I will never forget & most definitely treasure forever. I couldn't have asked for better summer colleagues.











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