Saturday, September 26, 2009


Ever since I came back to Provo, I have not been able to sleep. I try to go to bed at a reasonable time, but i can never sleep until 2 or 3am, sometimes even as late as 5am. I just lie in bed awake. My mind just won't shut off. Thursday night, once again, i could not sleep. It was midnight and i didn't have class the next day so i wasn't too worried. I went online and began to watch Grey's Anatomy. I don't have a TV in the apartment, so i wasn't able to watch it when it was on. I have to watch online.
Anyway, as I was watching, I heard a knocking sound. It sounded as if it was the front door. I ignored it and went back to my show. A little while later, i heard the knocking again. This time it sounded a lot closer and I heard some voices. I thought it was the girl in the apartment next to me (she is kinda loud). Once again, I ignored it. Grey's Anatomy then ended (Great episode by the way), and I shut my computer off to try to sleep.
I heard the knocking again, and now that there was no other sounds in my room, I could hear where it was coming from...the window! I thought I was crazy. There is no way someone could be at my window, I am on the second floor. I tried to ignore it but once again I heard the tapping and there was no mistaking it. It was deffinately a tapping on my window. I also heard a mans voice. It was right there! I then began to freak out!!! It was 2 am. My window was open a crack. And there was a man knocking on it!!! I grabbed my phone and pillows and ran out of the room. I was shaking uncontrollably. I called my boyfriend cause i needed to tell someone and for someone to calm me down. He told me to call the police so i called the University Police. They told me they would send someone out to look around.
My roommates were both sleeping and I didn't want to wake them up, but I didn't want to be alone as I waited, so I called Patrick back. He stayed awake on the phone, but after an hour (3am, 5am NJ time), he was so exhausted I let him sleep. I too fell asleep on the couch. At 4am I woke up and still no contact from the police. I was exhausted and it had been 2 hours since the incident. So I bravely returnedd to my room.
The next morning when I woke up, there were still no signs of the police ever coming. I looked out my window. There is a hill that brings up the ground a lot closer to my window then a regular 2 story window...but i know what i heard..hmmmm creepy. I do know one thing, I am not sleeping with my window open again!!

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Red Fridays

This story was forwarded to me in an email, and i thought it was very touching...
If the red shirt thing is new to you, read below how it went for a man...

Last week, while traveling to Chicago on business, I noticed a Marine

sergeant traveling with a folded flag, but did not put two and two together.

After we boarded our flight, I turned to the sergeant, who'd been invited to

sit in First Class (across from me), and inquired if he was heading home.

No, he responded.

Heading out I asked?

No. I'm escorting a soldier home.

Going to pick him up?

No. He is with me right now. He was killed in Iraq , I'm taking him home to

his family.

The realization of what he had been asked to do hit me like a punch to the

gut. It was an honor for him. He told me that, although he didn't know the

soldier, he had delivered the news of his passing to the soldier's family

and felt as if he knew them after many conversations in so few days.

I turned back to him, extended my hand, and said, Thank you. Thank you for

doing what you do so my family and I can do what we do.

Upon landing in Chicago the pilot stopped short of the gate and made the

following announcement over the intercom.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to note that we have had the honor of

having Sergeant Steeley of the United States Marine Corps join us on this

flight He is escorting a fallen comrade back home to his family. I ask that

you please remain in your seats when we open the forward door to allow

Sergeant Steeley to deplane and receive his fellow soldier. We will then

turn off the seat belt sign."

Without a sound, all went as requested. I noticed the sergeant saluting the

casket as it was brought off the plane, and his action made me realize that

I am proud to be an American.

So here's a public Thank You to our military Men and Women for what you do

so we can live the way we do.

Red Fridays.

Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing Red every Friday. The

reason? Americans who support our troops used to be called the "silent

majority." We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God,

country and home in record breaking numbers. We are not organized,

boisterous or overbearing.

Many Americans, like you, me and all our friends, simply want to recognize

that the vast majority of America supports our troops. Our idea of showing

solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this

Friday -- and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come

home, sending a deafening message that ... every red-blooded American who

supports our men and women a far, will wear something red.

By word of mouth, press, TV -- let's make the United States on every Friday

a sea of red much like a homecoming football game in the bleachers. If every

one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances,

coworkers, friends, and family, it will not be long before the USA is

covered in RED and it will let our troops know the once "silent" majority is

on their side more than ever, certainly more than the media lets on.

The first thing a soldier says when asked "What can we do to make things

better for you?" is. "We need your support and your prayers." Let's get the

word out and lead with class and dignity, by example, and wear something red

every Friday.

I know that I tend to take my safety for granted. i am free ad safe because of thousands of men and women who put their own safety on the line to help protect me, and they don't even know me. I will do my best to show my support. my red will be hidden when BYU goes against the Utes though :)