Thursday, November 13, 2014

A Tourist in My Hometown

One of the great things about living near a city such as San Francisco is that a lot of people like to come visit.  As people have come to tour this great city, I've had the opportunity to discover more about the place I grew up in.  I know what it's like to live here but before this year I hadn't known what it was like to be a tourist here.  And let me tell you, the Bay Area has so much to offer to both people who have never been here before and to those of us who have lived here our whole lives.

A few months ago, some friends and I went into San Francisco to see the lesser-known sites of the city.  Even though I grew up only 30 minutes outside of San Francisco, I had never really been to anything other than the touristy spots like Pier 39 and Ghirardelli Square.  It was amazing to play around in South Park, to see the view from the heights of Grand View Park, to touch the Dutch windmills in Golden Gate Park, and to explore the cave at the Sutro Baths.  I came to know and love that crazy but beautiful city by the Bay.

So when my friend Trevor from BYU messaged me on Facebook and asked about visiting San Francisco, I was excited to act as the tour guide and plan out their trip.  A few weeks ago, Trevor, his cousin from Germany, and my old BYU roommate Heidi came out here to have fun in San Francisco.  Our first stop was Monterey.  It had been a long time since I had been down there so we drove a couple of hours south to go to the Aquarium and see some other sites.
Point Pinos lighthouse is the oldest operating lighthouse on the West Coast.  It has been guiding ships to safety since 1855!
When we found out that the lighthouse was closed, we walked down to the beach and looked out over the ocean.  I swear we saw a whale out there!
Heidi and I on the beach.
Trevor getting his feet wet.  I've never seen someone so content to just let the water wash over him in all of my life.
After Trevor got his fill, we headed to the Monterey Bay Aquarium.  I went to the Aquarium as a small child but hadn't been back since so I was excited to visit it again.
This little section had all of the fish from Finding Nemo.
Dory!

We saw the penguin feeding which was pretty cool.


The Jellyfish section was awesome!


Hammerhead Shark.  It took me forever to get a decent picture of it.
Sting Ray
Squid
Trevor, Heidi, and I outside the Monterey Bay Aquarium.
After we had a blast in the Aquarium, we headed back to the San Francisco Bay Area to grab some dinner.  Trevor wanted pizza so I looked up pizza places in the East Bay.  Cheese Board Pizzeria in Berkeley came up as a possibility.  Trevor found out on a travel app that it is rated the 3rd best restaurant in Berkeley so we decided to go there.  The line was super long (as in out the door and down the street) and they only offered one type of pizza.  (The kind of pizza changes daily or weekly but they only offer one kind at a time.)  The woman in front of us heard us talking and said that the line moved very quickly and the pizza was always worth it.  When she found out that Trevor's cousin was from Germany, she started speaking German to her.  What are the odds?  Then the guy behind us (whose name was Alex) was very friendly and chatty.  We met some very nice people in that line (which strengthened my faith in humanity) and then we enjoyed the best pizza I have ever eaten.  It was amazing!  Who would have thought that corn pizza could be so good?

The next day was our day to explore San Francisco.  We left fairly early to avoid traffic and headed to Grand View Park.  Grand View Park offers a 360 degree view of the city.  It's one of the best views I've ever seen in my life.  But it was still pretty early when we got up there so the fog was very thick.  Despite not being able to see anything, we still took some pretty fun pictures.  We decided we'd come back later in the day to see if the fog had dissipated.

After that we went to the Moraga Steps on 16th Avenue.  It was my third time going there and it never gets old.  The steps were a neighborhood project and it's fun to see all of the names of the people who helped create it amongst all of the colorful tiles.
We drove down through Golden Gate Park to get to the Sutro Baths.  These ruins of an old indoor swimming pool are among my favorite sites in the city.  The views of the ocean are beautiful, the history of the Baths is interesting, and the cave nearby is fun to explore.

Heidi standing amongst the ruins.

Trevor standing on top of a crumbling wall of the Sutro Baths.


To get decent parking that didn't cost us an arm and a leg, we headed over to Pier 39.  We walked through some of the shops, bought the necessary bag of saltwater taffy, looked out over the Bay to Alcatraz and the Golden Gate Bridge, and ate at Boudin's.
The sea lions at Pier 39!
After eating a delicious meal, we walked the short distance to Ghirardelli Square.  The ice cream is always fantastic!  Since it was Fleet Week, we also watched the planes fly all over the city from our vantage point at the Square.  It was awesome to see the Blue Angels and others show off their flying skills (even if there was far more traffic than we wanted to deal with as a result).

We went back up to Grand View Park to see the view and then headed toward the Golden Gate Bridge to take some pictures.  Trevor dropped Heidi and I off at home and we went and saw Meet the Mormons in theaters.  I definitely cried a fair bit.  It was a great ending to a really good day.
The next day Heidi and I went to my ward's Sacrament Meeting before meeting up with Trevor and his cousin.  Our plan was to go to Muir Woods and Muir Beach for a nice peaceful Sunday afternoon.  I love Muir Woods!  It's so beautiful!  And despite having absolutely nasty bathrooms, Muir Beach offers stunning views of the ocean.
Trevor
Heidi
So beautiful!

 Gotta love redwood trees!
Me between two large redwoods.
Beautiful Muir Beach!
We had some time to kill before dropping Heidi off at the Oakland airport so we decided to stop at the Oakland Temple first.  We walked up onto the top of the temple and enjoyed the amazing views.
My favorite temple!
It was a great weekend!  It was fun to catch up on old times and see cool sites with such great friends from BYU!  I'm glad you could come, Trevor and Heidi!  Thanks for giving me the opportunity to play the tour guide.  Come again!

Here's a video from the Monterey Bay Aquarium.  Heidi held a crab in her hand!

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Travelogue

The traveling bug seems to have bitten me recently.  I want to go everywhere and see everything!  Americans have the great blessing of living in a country that is incredibly large and diverse.  There is so much to see and do right within our country's borders! But, unfortunately, funds for fun things like traveling can get low when emergencies crop up, student loan deadlines loom, and rent and car payments needs to be paid.  To make myself feel better, I sometimes have to remind myself of all the places I've already been to.  I can't say that I've traveled the globe but I can say that I have visited roughly one third of the United States.  That's not great but it's not bad either.

Alabama
When the Christensen side of the family met at my grandparents house in Tennessee for a family reunion, we took a couple of side trips into neighboring states.  We went to the NASA Space Museum in Huntsville, Alabama.  There were several rides, one of which was the one that shoots you up into the air multiple times.  I was terrified but my siblings and cousins kept going on it so, of course, I had to as well.  I got motion sickness on the ride where you stand against the wall and spin around in circles.  I was basically incapacitated for the rest of the day.
Arizona
The only thing I've ever done in Arizona is drive through the northwest corner on my way from Southern California to Southern Utah.  You can decide if that counts.  But I am going to Phoenix at the end of this month to visit friends so my questionable status won't be questionable for long!
The canyons in Northern Arizona
California
What have I done in California?  I've had the privilege of growing up here and living here until I went off to college.  Then I moved back here a couple of years ago to take a job and get my paralegal certification.  It's kind of crazy to think that I have spent 20 years of my life within this state's borders.  I've also done a fair bit of traveling throughout the state.  I've gone down to Southern California several times to visit my sisters and go to Disneyland.  I've camped in Tahoe and I've gone boating on Lake Shasta.  Even though the politicians are crazy, we have earthquakes, and we're in the middle of a drought, I love my home state!  (Side rant: What a lot of people don't realize is how big California is.  Someone actually said to me once, "You're from California, right?  So you're not too far from San Diego?"  Uh, actually it takes eight hours to drive to San Diego from the San Francisco Bay Area.  And if I wanted to drive from my hometown to the Oregon border, it would take about six and a half hours.  It's about a 14 hour drive from the top to the bottom of the state.  It's much bigger than you think so stop thinking that San Francisco and Los Angeles are somehow neighbors!)
Disneyland
On the beach near Point Montara Lighthouse in Half Moon Bay
The Golden Gate Bridge from Crissy Fields
San Diego
Muir Woods
Lake Tahoe
Donner Lake
Near the Sutro Baths in San Francisco
Colorado
This is another questionable one.  The only time I've touched ground in Colorado was when I landed at the airport in Denver on my way to Tennessee.  I had a rather long layover there.  (I spent a good three hours in the Frontier terminal.) But I must admit that I didn't see much of the Mile-High City.
Florida
When I was four years old, my family went to a family reunion in Aruba where some of my cousins were living at the time.  We had a layover at the airport in Florida.  I don't remember this at all so I would understand completely if this one was discounted.
Idaho
We dropped my sister off at BYU-Idaho in Rexburg back in 2004, helped her get settled in, and then we headed to Yellowstone, spending most of our time in Montana and Wyoming.  A few years later, my grandfather passed away and we attended his burial service in Pocatello, Idaho where the Christensen side of the family is from.  All of the family members who attended the service ate at the Golden Corral down the street from the cemetery.
Kentucky
Another side trip during our family reunion in Tennessee was our little sojourn to Mammoth Cave in Kentucky.  Besides the amazing stalactites and stalagmites, what I remember most about Kentucky is the sound of the bugs.  As soon as we got out of the car, you could just hear the bugs whizzing by.  The amazing thing is that I don't remember being grossed out by them.  (If you know me well, you know that my track record with bugs isn't good.)
Maryland
I went on a trip to America's capital last year but I didn't spend much time on the Maryland side of the Potomac.  However, we did drive into Maryland to get to Virginia to see George Washington's estate.  I spent a decent amount of time on the porch of Mount Vernon looking across the river at Maryland, though.
Montana
When my family went to Yellowstone, we stayed in a hotel in West Yellowstone, part of which happens to be in Montana.  We saw the sights and watched a film on the Lewis and Clark expedition on the big IMAX screen.
Nevada
I'll be honest, most of the time I've spent in Nevada has consisted of simply trying to get through it.  We drove to Utah a lot when I was younger and much of what I remember about those road trips is the seemingly endless expanse of desert and sage brush.  But, eventually, there came a time when Nevada was actually a destination rather than just a state to drive through.  One of my roommates got married in the Las Vegas Temple so another roommate and I stayed in a hotel a few blocks off of The Strip so we could attend her wedding and reception.  Las Vegas is...an interesting place.  But the Bellagio water show was awesome!
The ceiling in part of the Bellagio

Bellagio water show
Las Vegas temple
Oregon
I remember nothing about Oregon.  My family drove through the state when I was one and a half to visit my aunt and uncle in Seattle.  Apparently we stopped at Crater Lake along the way...
Tennessee
I've been to the beautiful state of Tennessee twice in my life.  The first was for a Christensen family reunion at my grandparents' house outside of Nashville when I was middle school age.  We ate at the Hard Rock Cafe in Nashville and stood on the stage of the Grand Ole Opry.  The second time I went was when I was in college.  My sister Lisa and I went out there to visit our grandparents over the Thanksgiving holiday.  Aunt Karen and Uncle Ronny came also and our Thanksgiving dinner was made up of tasty, wonderful southern dishes.  We also went and saw some of the Civil War sites and other historic landmarks while we were there.  Going to Tennessee fueled my fascination with the South and I wish I could go down there more often.
My grandparents' old neighborhood in Spring Hill, Tennessee.
My sister Lisa standing where the Battle of Stones River took place in Murfreesboro, Tennessee.
The Rippavilla Plantation
The Carnton Plantation
Texas
I spent four long hours in the Dallas/Fort Worth Airport on my way back from Tennessee.  Yep, that's the extent of my experience in Texas.
Utah
Utah was my family's main summer destination when I was growing up.  We went there almost every summer to visit family or to drop off siblings at school.  We stayed at my Great Aunt and Uncle's cherry farm in Santaquin, Utah.  We visited our cousins in St. George.  We visited my Great Grandpa Terry at his house in Orem and even helped paint his house one year.  We threw Keddington family reunions all over the state.  When I turned 18, I was accepted into BYU and moved to Provo where I spent the next few years studying and earning my degree.  I loved my BYU experience and living in Utah, although the snow got a little bit wearing after a while.  I met some of my best friends during my five years in Provo and I love going back and visiting!
My oldest sister Lisa and I riding a horse at Karen and Claude's farm in Santaquin, Utah when I was seven.
A store in Park City, Utah.
Bridal Veil Falls
Hiking at Bridal Veil Falls
BYU Football Game
BYU Campus
St. George Temple
The Narrows in Zions National Park
The Salt Lake Temple
The Conference Center in Salt Lake
Built the Venus de Milo in the snow.
At Claude and Karen's farm in Santaquin, Utah.
Virginia
We went into Virginia a couple of times when I took my trip to Washinton D.C.  We ate dinner at Gadsby's Tavern in Alexandria, Virginia.  We toured George Washington's home, Mount Vernon, on the shores of the Potomac River.  We went to Arlington National Cemetery.  We also had dinner at Hannah's grandparents house in Virginia.  It's absolutely beautiful there.
Me on my grandparents' couch when they lived in Virginia. (1990 or 1991)
Overlooking the Potomac River from the porch of Mount Vernon.
Mount Vernon

Changing of the guard at Arlington National Cemetery
Washington
This is another place I've been to that I don't remember at all.  I was one and a half the last time I stepped foot in Washington state and, needless to say, my memory doesn't exactly cover that far back.  I guess I just need to take another trip to Seattle!
Washington D.C.
While Washington D.C. isn't exactly a state, it still deserves an explanation all its own.  I've covered pretty extensively what I did when I was in the United States' capital in previous posts but some of the highlights include seeing the Declaration of Independence and the Constitution (on the anniversary of the day they were signed, I might add), walking through the Museum of Natural History, the Museum of American History, and the Holocaust Museum, reading the words on each of the monuments, and standing in the theater where President Lincoln was assassinated.  I loved being in a city with so much history!
Lincoln Memorial
The National Archives
The Jefferson Memorial
The Smithsonians
Wyoming
Obviously we spent some time in Wyoming on our trip to Yellowstone.  We saw the Old Faithful Geyser.  Our car broke down up on a mountain while we were going to see the hot springs.  It was an adventure :). 

That's my American traveling experience so far.  I haven't walked the streets of Boston or New York City.  I haven't been to the Wizarding World of Harry Potter or DisneyWorld.  I have never seen the wheat fields of the Midwest.  And don't even get me started on other continents. (Europe is basically a far-off dream at this point.)  But I have done some things and that's a good place to start.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Patriot Day

Thirteen years ago today, I woke up and started getting ready for what I thought would be a normal day at Foothill Middle School.  I showered, got dressed, brushed my teeth, then headed downstairs to make myself a lunch before heading to the bus stop.  My parents were watching the news.  It was clear that some kind of explosion had taken place in a skyscraper in New York.  I looked up from the sandwich I was making just in time to see the second plane hit the second tower.  I sat down on the bench in the kitchen, stunned that anything like this could be happening in our country.  Then the buildings fell and I felt a rush of sadness and horror wash over me.  Tears stung my eyes as I tried to fathom the loss of life and the devastation. 

Eventually, I had to get up and walk down to the bus stop.  All of us kids were in shock as we found our seats on the school bus.  Everyone was saying things like, "Did you hear about what happened?" "I heard that a plane crashed into the Pentagon and some random field in Pennsylvania too."  "The person on the news said that people in the Middle East hijacked the planes."  When we arrived at school, Bailey and I found our little circle of friends and we tried to piece together what had happened with the limited knowledge that we had.  The bell rang and I made my way through the swarm of whispering middle-schoolers to my English class.  The principal came over the intercom and started talking about what had happened that morning.  I don't remember what was said but I remember a substitute teacher singing God Bless America for the whole school to hear.  My teacher, Mrs. Race, sat and wept at her desk.  After the song was over, Mrs. Race asked us if we would like to share our thoughts.  Since at least one of the planes was on its way to San Francisco when it was hijacked, a couple of people in my class actually knew some of the passengers.  It all became very real to me and, even as a seventh grader, I realized that there were people in the world who wanted me dead just because I was an American.

Since September 11, 2001, the world has become even more volatile and dangerous.  Everything we hear on the news seems to be about war and corruption and devastation.  But my way of remembering and honoring those who lost their lives on that fateful day has been an increased resolve to live by our country's ideals.  We are a country built on the foundation of overcoming hardship, of breaking past barriers and exploring new frontiers.  We are a nation of innovators and people who fight for what they believe in.  Our government was formed on the idea of freedom and that we all have value.  Let us all remember to be the best that we can be to honor those who have died to protect those ideals and that freedom.  God Bless America!

#neverforget


Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Dealing With Heartbreak

Many associate heartbreak with romance but the truth is that lots of things and people can break our hearts.  Anytime we open our heart to anything, there is the possibility of it breaking.  The human heart is incredibly vulnerable.  It is perhaps the only organ that can hurt physically from both physical and emotional triggers.  Those triggers can come from anywhere.  Unfortunately, the actions of the people we love tend to hurt us the most.  Grim circumstances and the trials of life can cause our hearts to break.  Our hearts can break for others going through rough times.  We can even break our own hearts at times.  In fact, heartbreak makes up a major part of our lives.

However, something that can experience such sorrow can also experience the other extreme: joy.  When sorrow and heartbreak rule such major parts of our lives, how do we overcome them?  How do we make ourselves see the silver lining?  How do we find joy in a journey that is difficult and arduous most of the time?

I still consider myself to be a young woman but even at just 25 years of age, I am no stranger to heartbreak.  I've experienced rejection in both the work place and in relationships.  My heart has ached for friends and family members who struggle to rectify mistakes they've made or to overcome trials that came upon them through no fault of their own.  I've experienced the loneliness that comes with being single and seeing all of your friends get married and have families.  I've felt a physical hurt in my heart when I've lost friends or missed someone hundreds of miles away.  I've felt sadness in the realization that I am a human being with too many weaknesses to count.  In the midst of all this sadness, how do we find the strength to carry on?  How do we maintain hope when the future doesn't seem all that bright?

I've tried a lot of things to make myself feel better after heartbreak.  Shoveling ice cream down your throat doesn't make you feel better.  Making a playlist on Spotify entitled Stupid Boys just makes you more bitter.  Gossiping about people and putting others down doesn't lift you any higher.  While I'm sure I've only just scratched the surface of what true heartbreak really is, I've found that these are the things that bring me real hope and give me the strength to keep pressing forward:

1)  Reading the scriptures / Following the prophet.
During my last year in Provo, I was in, what Anne Shirley might call, the depths of despair.  If I had gone to see a doctor, I think I might have been told that I was clinically depressed.  I cried a lot.  Small things set me off on an emotional roller coaster.  I was easily offended.  So much of my own value hinged on achieving academic success and my ability to work that, when I graduated from college and was one of the many unemployed Americans, I had no idea what I was supposed to do or be.  During this time of heartache and self-loathing, I began to really delve into the scriptures.  I was looking for words of comfort and encouragement and strength.  And you know what?  I found them.  I found Ether 12:4 which says, "Wherefore, whoso believeth in God might with surety hope for a better world, yea, even a place at the right hand of God, which hope cometh of faith, maketh an anchor to the souls of men, which would make them sure and steadfast."  I found Mosiah 24:14 which reads, "And I will also ease the burdens which are put upon your shoulders, that even you cannot feel them upon your backs, even while you are in bondage; and this will I do that ye may stand as witnesses for me hereafter, and that ye may know of a surety that I, the Lord God, do visit my people in their afflictions." I listened to General Conference more intently and heard the words of modern day prophets.  President Uchtdorf said, "No matter how bleak the chapter of our lives may look today, because of the life and sacrifice of Jesus Christ, we may hope and be assured that the ending of the book of our lives will exceed our grandest expectations." The scriptures and listening to Church leaders taught me to separate my self-worth from my circumstances.  In hindsight, I see how much I learned and grew during that year of hardship.  I learned my capability to deal with the troubles and tests of life and I found out that I can draw upon the strength of my Savior, Jesus Christ.  The burdens we shoulder in life may not go away immediately but our ability to cope with them will be strengthened as we learn to rely on the Atonement of Jesus Christ.  I absolutely LOVE the scriptures!  They have given me peace in a turbulent world and the strength and faith necessary to keep moving forward even in the darkest of times.

2)  Learning to accept the Atonement in your life as well as trusting that the Atonement can work for others.
Psalm 37:23-24 reads, "The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delighteth in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: for the Lord upholdeth him with his hand."  Elder Jeffrey R. Holland expounded on the psalm.  "Note that this psalm speaks of 'a good man' whose steps are sanctioned by heaven and pleasing to all.  And yet even he (or she), as well as the habitual sinner, may have a moment of falling from safety and sure footing.  Surely a most encouraging truth in the gospel of Jesus Christ is contained in the thought that though any man fall--good or bad--'he shall not be utterly cast down: for the Lord upholdeth him with his hand.'  That is the essence of the 'good news' Jesus came to declare.  Mistakes can be overcome, sins can be forgiven, death is not the victor, and hell is not our destiny.  Everything that Christ and the prophets taught comes back to this truth that through desire and obedience all can be forgiven of sins.  Everything that could have been can yet be--and more."  Each one of us was born with certain weaknesses.  These weaknesses help us turn to the Father and Jesus Christ instead of relying solely on our own limited power.  We are told in Ether 12:27, that as we humble ourselves and have faith, the Lord will "make weak things become strong unto them."  As we acknowledge our own weaknesses, we need to realize that the people around us are struggling with weaknesses, too.  We need to accept that the Savior's Atonement was meant for everyone.  Christ didn't just suffer for my sins, weaknesses, and sorrows but for everyone's.  When the people we love make mistakes and hurt our feelings, we need to recognize that the Atonement applies to their lives just as much as it does to ours.

3)  Serving others.
When you are stuck in the mire of your own burdens and hard times, reaching out and helping those in need will really change your perspective on life.  Not only do you focus less on your own problems, you start to see the problems and trials that other people experience and realize that perhaps life isn't as horrible as you thought it was.  There is also a built-in sense of accomplishment and boost to your self-esteem when performing service.  You see the good in others as well as the good in yourself.

4)  Being Grateful.
Bing Crosby sings a song in the movie White Christmas that goes something like this:
When I'm worried and I can't sleep, 
I count my blessings instead of sheep 
and I fall asleep counting my blessings.  
When my bank roll is getting small, 
I think of when I had none at all 
and I fall asleep counting my blessings.
In the hymn entitled Count Your Blessings, we are told that,
When upon life's billows you are tempest-tossed, 
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost, 
Count your many blessings; name them one by one, 
And it will surprise you what the Lord has done.
So amid the conflict, whether great or small,
Do not be discouraged; God is over all.
Count your many blessing; angels will attend,
Help and comfort give you to your journey's end.
No one can deny that life is difficult sometimes.  All of us have to struggle through the storms of life.  The trick is to find the silver lining in each difficulty.  In the movie Pollyanna, the titular character is an optimistic and positive girl who travels to a very negative and cynical town after the death of her parents.  She tells everyone that, even when times are hard, there is always something to be glad about. By the end of the movie, she has transformed the town of Harrington by simply pointing out the positive.  Members of the community even put up a sign at the entrance to the city that says, "Harrington:  The Glad Town."  What could the change be attributed to?  The people's circumstances didn't change.  There were still just as many problems as there was before.  The difference was in their attitude.  They developed an attitude of gratitude and recognized that God was blessing them through their struggles.  We just have to be mindful enough to notice.

5)  Taking time to remember the things you like about yourself.
Human beings have a tendency to get down on themselves.  We see our failures in one arena of our lives and then extend that failure to all the other arenas we're involved in.  Sometimes we fall but as the Mickey Guyton song says, "Sometimes we've gotta fall to find out we're unbreakable."  You are much more than your failures.  Sometimes you need to sit down, have a moment of introspection, and just make a list of all the things you do well and the gifts and talents you've been given.  Trust me.  You'll feel empowered.  You just have to remember that, blended alongside the weaknesses, there are so many strengths.  For example, I like that I love vegetables.  I find joy in my musical abilities.  I like that I get excited over subjects like history.  I like that I love to read.  I love to play sports and I'm not horrible at all of them.  I like my hair and my eyes and that I see beauty in sunsets and flowers.  I like the fact that I give people the benefit of the doubt and second chances.  I like that I have ambition and dreams.  See!  I feel better already!

6)  Reading Good Literature.
Pieces of literature are like windows into the soul and into the entire human experience.  Most stories draw upon the authors' personal experiences.  As we read about a character's struggle to overcome a conflict, we begin to see the strength and the will-power of the human family in overcoming obstacles.  There is power in unity; understanding that you are not the only one that has had to face difficulties and that others have felt exactly the same way you do is extremely empowering.  We see that there is beauty in struggle.  Life is a refiner's fire.  The conflict is what makes the protagonist of any story into a hero.  If we just keep pushing forward and doing the things we know to be right, things will work out in the end.  Here are a couple of my favorite messages of hope from literature:

"There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tower high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach." - J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.


- Emily Dickinson

Elder Holland said, "Someone wrote once that God apparently loves - and turns to our benefit - broken things.  It takes broken clouds to nourish the earth, it takes broken earth to grow grain, it takes broken grain to make bread, it takes broken bread to nourish us, and so are the cycles of life.  This divine sequence is akin to the Savior's parable that no kernel of corn can grow to fruition until it is the first thrown away and, in effect, lost in the earth before its bounty can come back to us...Christ, the Great Healer, will make recompense for us in time and in eternity.  By His grace and the goodness of God, all broken vessels are fully repaired."  God loves us.  He did not send us here to fail, nor did he send us here to be miserable.  There is always something to be glad about.  As we rely on the arm of the Savior, we will find that we have become stronger than we ever thought possible.  Our broken hearts can be mended and we can find joy in the journey.