Hello faithful followers! The time has come for me to ship off to the empty sea. (Read it out loud...)
AND LET ME JUST SAY I AM STOKED.
So stoked, in fact, that I am slightly at a loss for words. Let's just say...
It's gonna be big.
And the best part, dear friends, is that it will all be documented on this here website! The Rochester mission is supposedly a pilot mission for blogging missionaries, but until we know for sure and all that, McKenna Talley shall be keeper of the blog as well as my facebook. Le address to write me at (which you should all consider doing at least once within the next 18 months) is thata way -->
I am SO proud to present my first album! It's titled "Having Had Loved" and you may (and should) download it (for free) here.
A good friend of mine, Mike McClellan, recorded me, edited it, and added the bass and then vocals for "Step Lightly." I am eternally grateful for him! He is absolutely wonderful. You can check out his band, The Whits, here!
Thursday, November 17, 2011
I haven't been this mad since May.
It's a good thing I'm headin out in two weeks cause I am really done with all of this. All of it. Everything.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Hello, my old heart. How have you been? How is it, being locked away? Don't you worry. In there, you're safe. And it's true you'll never beat, but you'll never break.
There is a man in South London right now who is busy and happy without me. But I will be true to him. He deserves that, and he's more than I ever hoped for.
Is it strange that growing up I expected to end up in an abusive relationship? It's true. I always assumed that it would be that way. Words can't express what a beautiful thing it is to feel that you've escaped that fate. I know that Austin would never hurt me. True, life sometimes throws curve balls. People change, and they have their own right to make their own decisions that affect us. There will be more times in my life that people let me down or purposefully hurt me. Nevertheless, I count my lucky stars that someone so gentle sees so much in me.
Monday, November 14, 2011
So much disappointing confusion of singular-plural agreement coming from a professor with a PhD.
The strangest part now is turning to how to explain how I feel about it. The best word to describe it is probably "beautiful." Strange?
It's true though. For some reason as I'm packing all of my mission clothes and pining for my tag, I feel really pretty. I'm just in sweats with my hair back and no makeup, but as I'm preparing to give myself completely to the service of my Heavenly Father I feel beautiful. No alterations needed.
Part of the reason I started packing is because I'm antsy. The other part is to figure out what I'm missing. As it turns out I'm doing really well. I have just about everything sans bag and tiny things like tights and slips. My shoes came yesterday and they are PERFECT. Cute, comfortable, durable. Love them. I have a feeling I'll keep buying pairs like them after I get home.
(I think they look cuter on than in the picture. Never fear.)
So much is odd about this process. It's weird that I have to finish the next two months of schoolwork on my own within the next 2.5 weeks. It's strange that when I say goodbye to my coworkers it's unlikely that I'll ever see any of them again. It's odd that this has become a normal blog post. It's weird that at this moment I don't know any of the people who will surround me in a month, and I'll repeat the get-to-know-you thing another 7 weeks after that. It's weird and wonderful that once I am back in Provo Austin will be home in 2 months. I think I've done pretty well for myself while he's been gone, but being together again will be inexpressible. Especially after everything will we have gone through and learned by then.
I am so grateful for everything. All of it. What a beautiful life.
