So there will be few posts that will be as raw and true as this post. My mind has been pondering this for a very long time and I have felt I just need to really express how I feel.
A few weeks ago I was so angry. I was throwing myself a complete pity party, which at the time felt completely deserved, but pity parties never do get us anywhere and that's beyond the point. This was beyond a bad day, but it was just ridiculously terrible week, probably in my top ten list of most awful weeks ever. So do you have the picture in your mind of me being in a bad mood and hating life? Hopefully, when you picture Stephanie Burdick, your mind doesn't automatically go to that kind of mental picture, but many of you have seen the rather emotional side of me..anyways..let me proceed to the point of this blog
So, as life comes to an awful point, unknowingly I was rescued. Whether it was the email from my far away and somewhat locked up bestie or the party my girlies drug me to or the embrace from my "utah mom", the burdens of this week went away...and up to this point I haven't felt them since. I have thought of the rest of my "top ten worst weeks ever", and realized that each of these were also followed in the same way.
In ways that I will probably never fully comprehend, but yet strongly believe, God has a very organized way of putting the people we need at the times in which we need them. I have been given this blessing in more ways and at more times then I can ever fully express gratitude for. God knows what my life is going to consist of and He knows there are many things He can not control without interfering with other's agency and so He uses angels on this Earth to help me out.
As I endure different experiences, I hope I am then able to help others as well and it becomes a cycle. Nothing feels better than being able to help or serve someone you love. This whole cycle is simple yet complex at the same time. Whatever it is, I know I have found it to be one of the most incredible blessings in my life.
Thank you for the memories y'all. Thank you for lifting me up. Thank you for letting me lift you up when necessary. Thank you for the drive up to Squaw peek. Thank you for the walks around the track while drinking "water" from diet coke cans. Thank you for making me laugh as we get lost for the millioneth time. Thank you for the movie nights. Thank you for the lunch dates. Thank you for being the only one I can think to turn to late at night after I ran nine million miles and about wanted to die and you saved me with hot chocolate and a shoulder to cry on. Thank you for letting me cry on your lap in sacrament meeting. Thank you for the late night cereal parties and 7th Heaven quotes. Thank you for the fun nights of partying! Thank you for dancing with me. Thank you for taking me out for my birthday. Thank you for making me a part of your family. Thank you for introducing me to a new meaning of midnight snacks and the laughter of our "sos"ing. Thank you for yogurt nights. Thank you for metaphorically slapping me in the face when I needed it. Thanks for literally literally literally saving my life when it wasn't convenient. Thank you for knowing everything about me and loving me anyway.
