Marco Polo Is Lost

You know...sometimes it's hard to stay on track, focus, remember what you're worth, etc. And, sometimes, you are engaged to a girl on three different occasions and then you prepare to marry her. There's an issue when you then return to your first 'true for always' love and say...'I wish I was marrying you."

I feel bad for everyone involved in that situation but have come to the conclusion (better late than never) that it's not a situation that I have any reason to be involved in. His mom will inform me if anything happens to him but other than that..it's my place to turn away. He needs to gain comfort and advice from his wife - not his ex. He needs to look to his wife for happiness and love. And, if/when this doesn't happen, he needs to have the balls to break things off with her...for himself and not for the faint hope that he could possibly get back together with me. It's not happening and I hope, for both their sakes, that they feel like the marriage is/was worth their time. It's rather disconcerting when he's already planning on divorcing her and the wedding isn't for another 2 weeks.

C'est la vie.

Here's the moral of the story: stay out of drama and enjoy life on a day to day basis. This is your life - it belongs to no one else. Make sure that you fill it with things and people who bring you joy. Make sure you laugh. Make sure you eat plenty of french toast. The end.

Ready. Set. Go!

This has been an incredible summer. I moved back to Seattle (temporarily), spent a week in Hawaii, made a quick trip to Portland for lunch, hung out with the family up in Alaska, and drove back down to Utah - both SLC and Moab for a week. Phew. My jet-setting life is sadly coming to an end though. In order to properly mourn the loss of a stellar summer, I've attached a few pictures:

Let the lifelessness of school begin to take hold. ;)