A new blog for a new era....

Actually, let's be honest: I just wanted to create a new design template now that I'm married. :) Yes. I'm married! Pretty sure I'll never get tired of saying that.

So for further updates, please inquire at:

http://willandemilydavis.blogspot.com

Thank you, and have an above-average day.

Very Nearly Perfect (A Rotten Thing to Say)

Best Valentine's Day ever. Involved a delicious dinner and chocolate chip cookies (that turned out surprisingly well, despite my making them), my favorite candy, my favorite movie, and beautiful flowers from my fiancé. What a guy!

And I thought I'd also add a few of my favorites from our engagement pictures (taken this weekend)

Em(meline)

Sometimes it's hard for me to relate to family history. (Who am I kidding? Sometimes is code for 99.9% of the time.) But this makes absolutely no sense. I relish other people's history. I'm getting a degree in the study of history for crying out loud. Why not my own family? People who I should connect to on a deeper level? I have no idea.

But, I have had a breakthrough.

I'm not related to Emmeline B. Wells. But. That's not the point right now. The point is that this famous Mormon woman, when it comes right down to it, was just a hard-working LDS mother. Reading the pages of her diary for one of my history classes, I am overwhelmed by the balance she developed between civic involvement and a total devotion to her faith and her family. I am in awe of what she did and how simple and humble her journal is.

I'm not related to Emmeline B. Wells. But. I am related to many others who came across the plains and shaped modern Utah. Sometimes I take their stories for granted. But, in their own way, my ancestors are just as important as Emmeline because they to lived their religion and were willing to sacrifice whatever was necessary to do so. But, to me, they are more important than Emmeline; because they are related to me.

I may think that I can be a part of the legacy of Emmeline B. Wells because I am an LDS woman who wants to be a good wife and mother, but to also make a difference in the world. But it is more important for me to be a part of the legacy of my ancestors, because I already am a part of their family legacy. I have the responsibility, the obligation, to be worthy of that legacy.

A few years ago it was said that we were going to "raise the bar" on standards. Raise the bar? I can only hope to attain the level of Emmeline or any other early Utah settlers of Utah, including my family, who stand as remarkable examples of power, spirit, and love that I hope one day to emulate.

Sometimes it's hard for me to relate to family history. But not today.

Deux Ans

This movie may be my life. Oh my gosh.
(minus the chastity issues obviously)

Depuis quelques jours je vis dans le silence
Des quatres murs de mon amour
Depuis ton départ l'ombre de ton absence
Me poursuit chaque nuit et me fuit chaque jour
Je ne vois plus personne j'ai fait le vide autour de moi
Je ne comprends plus rien parce que je ne suis rien sans toi
J'ai renoncé à tout parce que je n'ai plus d'illusions
De notre amour écoute la chanson

Non je ne pourrai jamais vivre sans toi
Je ne pourrai pas, ne pars pas, j'en mourrai
Un instant sans toi et je n'existe pas
Mais mon amour ne me quitte pas
Mon amour je t'attendrai toute ma vie
Reste près de moi reviens je t'en supplie
J'ai besoin de toi je veux vivre pour toi
Oh mon amour ne me quitte pas

Ils se sont séparés sur le quai d'un gare
Ils se sont éloignés dans un dernier regard
Oh je t'aim' ne me quitte pas. 

Qu'avez-vous son nom?
Françoise. Elle est un peu comme vous. Voulez-vous voir?
Non. Je pense que vous pouvez aller.

  

The ending of this movie was perfect. Bittersweet chocolate tastes the best. 

However, I'm not opposed to a cheesy happy ending to a movie either.

Quelle Chance.

I refuse to be less cryptic than that. But just know that this post has been highly cathartic.