Be Weird. Be Random. Be Who You Are.

Just yesterday a woman asked me "How do you meet so many cool Mormons that don't try to convert you?"

The truth is, I just meet a lot of people.  Some of them are awful.  They want to change me - they judge - and ultimately they decide I'm hopeless and they walk away.  

And some of them are wonderful.  They support me - they love me - they tell me when I'm making terrible mistakes - and they decide that there is something in me that they like enough to stick around.  

Sarah Clark is one of the latter (no pun intended)

There are a lot of reasons Sarah and I should not be friends - first and foremost, we have vastly different religious beliefs.  Sarah is a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and a devout member at that.  She tries, every day, to live a Christ like life.  Maybe our friendship is a perfect example of her Christ like choices.  Sarah, even though I give her ample reason to turn her back on me, she doesn't.  Like Jesus loved the leppers and the prostitutes, Sarah sticks by me.

I have more beautiful, wonderful, Christ like friends - some are Episcopalian, some are Baptists, some are atheists, and some are just people trying to get through this life without doing more harm than good.

I think this blog is designed to be serious sometimes.  Where we talk about the challenges and the successes we have as women, as mother's and as people living in a community sometimes divided by religion.  

I think this blog is designed to be silly sometimes.  Where we discuss my insane fear of weasels and the fact that I think the aliens built the pyramids.  (However, the alien thing isn't silly at all and I'm very excited to get to the day we really get "into" that.)

I think this blog is designed to entertain and enlighten.  If Sarah and I can choose to love one another, not in spite of our perceived "weirdness" but because of it...then other people might be able to find the weirdness in someone new, and choose to love them too.

Sarah Clark is one of my dearest friends.  I will protect her from anyone who tries to break her down. I will hold her hand - I will hold her heart - and I will hold her up if she ever needs it.  I will be honest with her when it's uncomfortable.  I will support her choices, even when they aren't the same as mine. And I will love her forever.

And I know she loves me too - because we're weird.

L