1. Freshman Year - It was around finals time. I was probably stressing about all the end of the year stuff: finals, packing, etc. Then one day I was studying with my good friend outside the BNSN and I found this beauty crawling around on the grass. It kept me entertained [distracted] for some time before it flew off.
2. Spring term - I was walking home from campus and I looked down to see a cute little hitchhiker on my shorts. At the time I was probably most stressed about my future plans, and I remember being really grateful for having something to distract me from my tomoltuous thoughts.
3. Tonight - So this is the most bizarre of the three. I've been having a bit of a rough week (not related to my previous post). I got home really late from chatting with some friends and then remembered I had to remake my bed. I (being the rude roommate I am) turned on the light to see better, and as I was stretching out my bottom sheet what should I find but a ladybug! Seriously, I am still confused about where it came from. I thought about keeping it until the morning to show my roommates, but decided to not risk waking up to a dead ladybug.
I cherish these times I am reminded of Heavenly Fathers love. For some reason these little guys remind me that life goes on and the hard times I'm having are only temporary (much like my time spent with the ladybug).
ps I think this might be a little sappy/incoherent but it's almost 3 in the morning...what do you expect?
pps I'm really serious about my rough week not being related to my previous post. The latter came out of exasperation from not having (or eavesdropping on) a single conversation that did not somehow get turned to dating and marriage.
On my way to the car for to be going to church I felt a bug fly at my face. I swatted around in the air and then kept walking. When I got into the car I suddenly noticed that something was crawling on my glasses. It was a LADYBUG walking around on my glasses. I KNOW, RIGHT? I took my glasses off and watched it crawl around on the frames for a little bit and then I flicked it into my hand and crushed it to death. Gross ladybug all over my hand. Oh gosh. Just kidding. I tossed it out the window and watched it float away on its teeny tiny buzzy wings.
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