His Love Notes: New Room.

I've always been one of those people who nests. I always have to have my little area all figured out. Whether it was setting up the entire backseat of my grandparent's car to be my little apartment every summer on our road trip to Colorado, or my rooms in my apartments, hotel rooms, or my bedroom at home. Everywhere. As I think about it more, I'm kind of like that in every aspect of my life actually. Hmmm...wait this is kind of interesting. When I do homework or study or read scriptures, everything has to be in order. I have to have my pens, my paper for notes, Wally my laptop, my phone on silent. When I eat dinner, I'll stay in the kitchen and cut up my food and perfectly salt and pepper it before I bring my completed meal to the table. When I watch my tv shows, I bring my drink and snack with me, get all comfy and get ready to watch my shows. What IS that? Wow...self reflection via blog. Thanks blogger. You're a gem.

Anyway, I've always kind of liked my room. I go through stages. I guess I just have furniture A.D.D. I am always changing my room around, adding new decorations, re-organizing my stuff, changing up the pop of colors, etc. When I was little, all I wanted to be in life besides a wife and mommy of course was a farmer. So my room was farm theme until a respectable age. Then I got older and had my dollhouses that my grandpa made me, all over my room, along with my horse ranch, and barbie house. It was like a city. I never slept. I played all the live long day. Then I moved into the phase where Nsync posters adorned my walls. Yes, yes, I was an Nsync fan. The Backstreet Boys were too dirty. Let it go. Then finally I matured more and found my own taste and things I liked. Then I moved. And then I moved again. And then I moved home and got too busy to care about my room. All I needed was a comfy bed, convenience and functionality.

Well, my mom and Greg recognized this, and knew I was in need of a fresh start to life, and thought a new room was the perfect was to kick off my new beginning. While I was in Colorado, they slaved away, fixing up my room, and making it a place of peace. I came home exhausted by my three week stay in Colorado. The family picked my aunt and I up at the airport, we went to Miguel's in Point Loma for dinner, laughed hysterically around the table while we ate great food, and then Greg and mom kind of rushed home. I really didn't think much of it. When we got home, mom ran in the house and kind of disappeared. Greg brought in all my luggage at once like the Hulk. Slightly odd. No help? Rushing? Whatever. Mom calls Greg and I up to my room. I walked into my room, and the first thing I see is mom standing there with this ginormous smile on her face, taking pictures of my reaction as I look around my room. I literally was in shock. All I remember was seeing the room and mom and immediately started bawling. I don't just mean shedding a tear. I busted out the ugly cry. It was like I was one of those women on Oprah who had just won a car. Mom being Oprah, Greg being Gail, the car being my room. Duh. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. But the part that hit me the most was all the love put into it. My mom and Greg are the hardest workers I know. And it still makes me want to cry thinking of all the sweat and love they put into doing something so amazing for me. I am the luckiest girl in the world to have such an amazing family.

My new room is absolutely beautiful. The pictures don't even do it justice. Seriously. It's my favorite place to be. It keeps me calm, brings me peace, and is a room where I feel inspired. It really has given me that new beginning I've been needing. It's like a perfect homemade gift I get to enjoy everyday. The fact that my mom's precious heart and Greg's loving hard work are in every detail of my room make it my little sanctuary.

(Don't worry, I still have my farm quilt. Gotta' keep my roots people.)

Thanks Mommy! Thanks Greg! I love you!

-walking into my room. before, my walls were white, my blinds had been on my window for over ten years, and I had no door-

-new lamp, new art, new blinds, new window treatments, painted furniture-

-seriously the cutest lamp I've ever seen. this lamp actually makes me happy-

-I've always loved Paris. Since my dad was born there, it's a little daily reminder of my dad-

-surprised with this beautiful flat screen tv with new dvd player. painted bookshelf, and mom made the covering in front from long window curtains we loved but had never been opened. she's so smart. there's little crystals hanging from the bottom. inside the bookshelf are all my movies, music stuff, and binders full of church talks, missionary letters, and other special stuff-

-this quote is the first thing I see when I wake up, and the last thing I see when I go to bed. I love it. It says, "Dream until, your dream comes true."-

-I've always had an obsession with horses and riding. My grandpa bought me this horse poster, and was so excited to give it to me. My dad bought me the horse figurines. My mom gave me the picture of Christ because she knew I had always been in love with this particular picture. And in the back you can see my favorite picture of me and my grandpa-