My Hero

 

 

 

My heart is in pieces. I lost a very dear friend yesterday. My best friend PFC Cody James Towse, Medic in the US Army, and his convoy were hit by an I.E.D. in Kandahar, Afghanistan. From the day Cody left, this has been my biggest fear. Cody would call me every week or so just to let me know that he was still alive because he knew how much I worried about him. He would always joke about losing limbs saying things like "will you still date me when I get back even if I don't have any legs?" I never found much humor in his jokes but I know it was just his way of coping. Making the subject seem lighter for his sake and mine. On Sunday, as I was walking out the door to head to church, Cody called me. I looked at my phone and saw his number on my screen and I said "Sorry Cody Towse, I don't have time for you right now" I never would have thought that that would have been my last opportunity to hear his voice. I will forever regret not answering his call. I have never met anyone like Cody. No one was as genuine or as caring as he was. He never had a bad thing to say about anyone. He was the funniest person I have ever met without even trying to be. Half the time he was trying to be serious and I would just burst into uncontrollable laughter because he was being so funny and he didn't even realize it. He had the most contagious smile and I think that is what I am going to miss the very most about him. He was an amazing man and I am so proud of him for risking his life to fight for what he believed in. I am not nearly so brave. He died for his country and I will forever love him for that. He is my hero. He spoke some very wise words and I think we could all learn something from him. He said:

"People need to talk more, let one another know that they're worth a damn."

 

I wish I would have been able to let Cody know that he is worth a damn. I love him so much and I am going to miss him like crazy. Don't take your loved ones for granted. Tell them you love them every chance you get because you never know when you will never be able to say it again. Here's to you Cody. I am so very grateful that you have been saved from all of the evil of this world. I know you saw a lot of horrible things and I am so very glad that they will not have to haunt you any longer. You will be greatly missed but I assure you, you will NEVER be forgotten.

 

Just To Recap

Oh man...I am clearly not a very good blogger. I have not posted anything since October. Good heavens...So much has happened, some of it is relevant and most of it is not. It's funny how when things are happening, they feel so vital like you are going to live in that moment forever and you are never going to move on or experience anything else and then a few months down the road, you realize how irrelevant it all was.

One big thing that happened to me is my promotion! I went from being a lowly little kids club attendant to the kids club supervisor which i'm sure isn't the most amazing thing you have ever heard but I was pretty proud of myself. Unfortunately, I am already sick of it. I am most definitely bossy and I am a firm believer that if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself but I don't like anyone to think negatively of me and I don't like to talk down to people and I feel like that is what my job constantly consists of. I hate that everyone I work with is older than me because I feel like some crazy girl on a power trip when I have to pull someone aside for something they are doing wrong. The fact that all of the girls that I work with are my best friends really doesn't help either. I am currently looking for another job but that could still be months out. Fingers crossed that it doesn't take that long though.

Next on my list, which in my opinion is WAY more important and exciting than my promotion would be the fact that I FINALLY got to see George Strait in concert. Yet another thing crossed off the ole bucket list! So there I was, the day before the concert, every radio station in Utah was having some kind of contest to win tickets and I was not going to stop until I had tickets. I called Kbull 93 ninety seven times (I counted) The contest they were having was called "it's my fate to win George Strait" The gist of the contest is, you have to call the radio station a million times until you finally get through (which is dang near impossible) then when you get through, you leave your name and number then you wait. You wait until they call you and when they do, you have to answer the phone by saying "it's my fate to win George Strait from kbull 93" If you so much as say hello before you say that, you don't get the tickets. So after about 2 hours of calling, I finally got through. I left my name and number and about an hour later, I got a call from a blocked number. I figured the contest was already over but I was not about to risk it so I yelled "it's my fate to win George Strait from kbull 93" and sure enough it was them and I won! The concert was amazing. I can't believe I won! I guess it really was my fate.

My life is really not that exciting so I don't have anything else to add to my list. I'm still just a small town country girl trying to live in a big city I like to call "Provo" (most would argue that Provo is small but I beg to differ) I will try to be better about this whole blogging thing but no promises.