Now at a
time when my life's turned around,
and made a full U turn,
I realize now, as I have before,
I still have much to learn.
Though life won't always be easy,
but sometimes be quite tough,
I need to know who'll be there,
when I think it's been enough.
Skeletons hang in my past closet,
most old, but some new, too.
Compared to other people, though,
my problems seem so few.
Days will come and days will go,
and each one holds the key,
to choose the right and follow the path
that will someday set me free.
I live today to write this
as my past I still remember.
That times were tough all through my life,
from January to December.
I will not write just melancholy thoughts,
for my life's also been nice.
My family, friends, and memories
each add a different spice.
My parents divorced when I was seven,
my life then seemed really messed.
But now, they're remarried, and I have two families,
I know that I've been blessed.
There is a man, who I love,
but few days together, we've had.
This comforting main figure in my life
is my very own dad.
My mom, I do see every day,
for it's with her I live.
And we're still learning, even today,
that love, we both must give.
I have one sister, Jennifer,
years younger than me, two.
We argue and fight sometimes,
but she makes me happy when I'm blue.
My grandparents and uncles live really close,
this, I've always had.
A comfort it is to visit them,
when things are looking bad.
In August before my sophomore year,
I began to pray.
To find a church, my answer came,
in August, on the 16th day.
In a grove of trees, I walked,
throughout a sacred place.
An angel, then, above me, stood,
and we looked face to face.
"Taste the grapes," he said,
as my heart filled with love.
This glowing white angel
was hovering above.
A young boy appeared,
and to him, the man talked,
as together, my family,
away from me walked.
"Go to the Lost Temple," he looked down and said,
then I woke up and got out of bed.
The following Sunday,
to church, I went.
There, talking and listening,
three hours, I spent.
I knew it was true,
every last word.
Nothing, I doubted,
not one single word.
I started discussions the very next day,
thinking and knowing this was the right way.
On the 14th of September, I got something we should all want.
I watched my sister enter the font.
Then, it was my turn to enter the water.
My eyes became teary; my temperature hotter.
I stood there and listened, and then, I went under,
I came up and that's when it hit me like thunder.
I'd started my life on a path that was good.
My mind's only question was, "who understood?"
I came back into the room and sat down for a while,
then looked around, on each face was a smile.
They were the ones in whom I depended.
It was my soul that they had mended.
They saved my soul, they changed my fate,
They helped me to know that it wasn't too late.
They helped me to enter the waters that day,
to start on my journey in a positive way.
Shortly, thereafter, I was blessed
with a friend, not just any, but the very best.
Her name is Becky, and she is real sweet,
a spiritual person, an honor to meet.
Since the day we first met, she's become my best friend.
We'll walk together, from here to the end.
Especially, since August, my life's become better.
I know that we all will live it together.
I write every day in my personal journal.
I've taken four trips to the Temple in Vernal.
I'll work on family history to find the relation,
so someday, I'll enjoy the blessings of exaltation.
~ Jessica Theobald