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5 day weekend?

This weekend started off as a really low-key weekend and became a great time.


It started with getting Good Friday off. I ended up not doing anything during the day except go to church in the evening (@4pm).

Saturday was a beautiful day! Went for a walk, got groceries and came home.

Clear skies + cold beer = amazing!

Sunday, I went to church with my roommate and watched a movie with her when we got home. She's sick =( Get well soon Lori! 

On Monday I woke up before 8.30 cause I was so excited about my day. Made Easter dinner!

Ham, mashed potatoes, steamed veggies, pasta!

Tuesday meant going back to work... It was IDOP! (international day of prayer) so that meant a day of praying and listening to people talk. That was alright but still work... the fun started with I got a call from Nicki asking if I wanted to go to the shooting range and watch the hockey game. Two things i love: guns and hockey.

9mm.

 

 

Canucks vs Blackhawks. game 7

Hawks goal.
Celebration dance.
(aka. awkward tim)

ANNNDDDD... they lost... guess I have to tweet about it.
Now there is another round for me to boo the Canucks

Overall really relaxing, yet fun weekend!

To those who are going on trips soon. Have a great time and I'm praying for you. If you have any prayer requests, leave a comment or email me.

Anyways.... gotta go. Starting work tomorrow at 645am. Goodnight!

Blue skies.

There is nothing better than a patio with a view, a sky with no clouds and a cold beer in hand.

Sunshine

Quote

I wish I had a touching quote to put here today...

Important people?

I received a message yesterday asking me for favorite memories in regards to some specific people. I sat there contemplating, trying to think of at least one good answer and came up with nothing.

This made me realize that no matter how much impact an "organization" has had in your life, it always comes down to the people.

People change lives, not organizations.

I hope that some day, someone can look back and say that I have made an impact on their life.

like the Energizer bunny

Daddy's Little Girl, Without a Daddy

It's like when a parent says they don't have a favorite child, I think the same holds true when children are talking about parents. Although I love my mom dearly, with no shame, I would say I am, and have always been daddy's little girl.

Ever since I can remember, I have admired my dad. Every other kid I knew wanted to be a teacher, a ballerina, an astronaut or any other occupation that came from the colorful pages of storybook, but I wanted to be an engineer. My dad was an engineer! (I can now safely say that I have no future as an engineer. I found out the hard way, in high school I realized I couldn't do physics to save my life.)

Last summer, life seemed to be going so well. We were a happy family, closer than we have been for a long time. Everything looked like they were falling into place. My sister had determined what she wanted as her career path, I had made a major decision to work short term in BC, and we were all loving life.

Yet in a blink of an eye, that all changed. One moment I was talking to my dad, and the next he was on the ground. Within 48 hours, we would be taken from us.

My dad was a soft spoken man, always there with a smile and a helping hand. He was a young man, just in his fifties, a loving father and husband. How could this have happen? Why us?

I wanted to be mad at God, I really did, and yet I couldn't. I was sad beyond anything, but there was a transcending force that showed me peace. I didn't understand it and I didn't want to. The man that I knew would love me no matter what was gone.

The days following his death were a whirlwind. The sympathetic words of others sounded hollow and empty, and their regards sounded like insensitive remarks. But through this all, the overwhelming sense of peace was still with me and drove me to ask the question "Why?"

I knew I was a Christian, but up until this point I have never felt so helpless, as if I was reduced to nothing. While being in this low place in my life, I felt this intense yearn to leave the hustle and the bustle of the city. I just wanted to sit in the stillness of the majestic mountains and might God.

It was there that God showed me how much he loved me and even in the chaos, he never changes. It was as if in the midst of blizzard, someone came out with a giant blanket and gave me a big hug. He explained to me that although life on earth was short, that if I lived it for him, it is worth it.

The pain I experienced with losing my dad showed me just a glimpse of how God would have felt when he sent his own son, Jesus, to come to the earth to die for us and redeem us from our sins. That is love. It is a love that I cannot understand, but know that I cannot live without.

That day, while I was sitting between the beautiful mountains and looking down at the sapphire blue water, God held me in his arms and said, 

"Bonnie, your earthly dad is now celebrating in heaven with me right now, 

but you are still a daddy's girl.  You are my girl."

dancefloor.

Beyond Me

I came with so many worries, questions, frights.
This was not one of them.
Thank you for making this my biggest issue here.


Today is one of those days where I just want a big hug.




To the only person who doesn't appreciate baking: As much as I hate admitting my flaws, I know I have them. How come you don't have any?