My Guardian Angel

Hannah Mary Beck


January 19th. The day my own guardian angel came into the world.  The day that would change my families life.  Anyone that meets Hannah can instantly feel her love and her courageous soul.  Her spirt and light that she always has with her is simply contagious.  She has and always will be the biggest example to me by the way she smiles and keeps moving on.  Out of everyone that I know, Hannah stands alone in a different crowd.  She has gone through so much and has never once made it seem like it is too hard for her to carry on.  Never.
Hannah's simple laugh is what brings me comfort.  She is often found lying on the floor laughing through the crack under the door to let us know that he movie is done.  She will giggle and giggle until someone comes to open the door, which will make her laugh even more.  Hannah laughs at anything and everything.  Someone falling, hitting your head on the door, knocking things off the counter, and the cat screaming when she pulls on it's hair.
Hannah has compassion for everyone.  She is able to sense emotions better than anyone I know.  When someone is upset and crying, Hannah will cry too.  She gets very upset when someone else is upset.
The level of care that she has for everyone is simply overwhelming.  Whenever she is following behind Dad or me in church, she is often seen later latching onto some random ward members arm who she has never had the pleasure of meeting before.  She knows who to go to, and how to brighten their day.


Her laugh, her smiles, her hugs, her cries, her compassion, her high-fives.


She made me who I am today.  Never would I ever wish her to change.


I believed at one point in my life that Hannah was sent from Heaven to Earth to be taken care of by a loving family since she was missing  a few pieces that she needed.
Now I understand that she was sent from Heaven so that we could all learn from her.  She is already in the most perfect form and there is not one thing about her that is missing.  She is the perfect Child of God.
She is my Guardian Angel sent from Heaven to walk by me day by day.


XO, Miranda

Alison Leatham

One of my very near and dear friends, Ali Leatham, is off to Dixie College tomorrow. 
She received an Ambassador Scholarship and will be starting in the Spring Semester.
Ali and I have been great friends since the middle of Sophomore year, and no matter what we are always there for each other. Our relationship was the kind where we wouldn't constantly be together, but when one needed the other there was no hesitation. The late night phone calls and gossip kept us close and I wouldn't trade any second with her for anything.
She will be off and away doing bigger and better things and I will be stuck here, in stupid ol' High School. I am so jealous it is not even funny. 
She is such an amazing well rounded young women. Brilliant at singing, poetry, softball, and hugs. She has been through so much yet manages to remain so strong and will always be such an example to me. Certainly someone who lives in the MOMENT. Just simply being in the room with her lights up my eyes.


She will be a friend that will be greatly missed but certainly not forgotten. <3


XO, Miranda 

My Drunk Kitchen...

Okay, best thing ever.

Somewhat crude at parts but just skip over that. :)

Definitely the best thing on the internet.

XO, Miranda

GIRLS NEED TO READ/WATCH THIS

So you know how I have been having some SUPER negative posts? Well not anymore all thanks to Zach Bailey. 
I personally don't know this kid, but my dear friend Janey Lyon does and she showed me this video that he made. 
Watch it. 
Understand that you are beautiful just the way you are.
Don't change yourself for a world that is always changing. 
Love yourself before you really loves others.


>>WATCH THIS.<<
http://youtu.be/5iSBP5fkbDs


XO, Miranda

And so the rumors begin!

Don't you hate when you are finally happy and then "whoops!" you hear a bit of news that just RUINS it? Yeahhh.. That just happened to me. Today.
So you're having a great day the weekend was spent with a great kid, and then what happens? Oh nothing but lame old High School. Those teenagers some how manage to change things around and spread it all around the school in a matter of minutes. What you think happened suddenly is dramatically changed. You walk around school and people start talking. You have friends that come up to you and tell you that they heard people were talking. 
Why is it that this always happens? Is it because people are jealous of your happiness? Is it because they don't see how some one so "awful" can be so happy? 
My theory is this:
1. They want what someone else has. 
2. They are insecure with themselves. (the simple answer that your mother told you but it screams the truth.)
3. They are just d-bags. (I could literally say a lot worse things but that is just not me...)


Like I said in my previous blog post, I am simply done with High School. I keep telling myself that I don't care hoping that one day that will actually happen. I won't care about what people think and I will realize that it is only my opinion of myself that matters.


XO, Miranda 

Eighteen...

Who would have thought that turning 18 would be this emotional. 
I cried last night because I couldn't believe that today was actually going to happen.
I cried during lunch because my mom wrote me the best note ever.
I cried after school because I got to see my favorite seminary teacher since he was transferred to a different school.
I cried when I got home because I read the second note my mom gave me, the note my sister gave me, and realized again that I was going to be OFFICIALLY an adult. 
Like holy crap. 
So basically all I did was cry today. 


It's not that I am getting older, it is just that fact that so much is going to be happening so soon. College and my whole future is a matter of months away, and this birthday just made it so real. Some days I feel ready, but then most days I don't. It has happened way too fast and I am not even close to begin ready. 
There are still so many more memories I want to make before I go away. So many things I have to do. 
GAHHH!! 
As you can tell I am basically freaking out. 


But on a good note, today was just a fantastic day. Slept in, saw my favorite person in the whole wide world (who gave me a pretty stellar gift), saw Brother Porter, got pedicures with my mom and Sophie, and had the best pizza for dinner. Such a good day. 
No moral for this post. Just simply information and venting. 

A Short and Sweet THANK YOU.

So, I was writing my college essay about dance and I realized what a blessing it has been to me. 
Dance has never yelled at me. 
Dance has never gotten upset with me. 
Dance has never made me want to give up.
Dance has never stopped me from doing what I want to do.
Dance has never stopped me from BECOMING what I want to become. 
Dance has never made me doubt who I am. 


So THANK YOU DANCE. 


For without you, my life would resort to nothing
XO, Miranda