Something Beautiful to Me

As I write this post I'm sitting in my hallway with a girl. A girl I like to call Brooklin. Yes, it might be 1:43 in the morning. yes, am. but Brooklin is still awake with me talking about school, life, church, boys, and love. (I love Love.) Brooklin is one of the five incredible girls I live with. She is one of the biggest answers to prayer I've ever received. Brooklin has been through so many experiences that are exactly like me. We relate to each other like we're the same person. Despite all she has been through, you would never guess she was ever anything less than greatness. Brooklin has this incredible way of looking at life. Today, I was in an extremely chipper mood because if you haven't noticed there is snow on the ground, and while that might make everyone else grumble and moan, it makes me feel like I'm floating on clouds. I got home to find that Brooklin had experienced a death in the family last night. I wanted so badly to comfort her as she has me but I didn't know exactly what to say. Yes, it took her a few hours but it amazed me to see her throughout the day. She went on with her day, doing her homework, making us all smile, decorating the house with us and reminding us how much we all love each other. She insisted on "family" prayer with the entire family. Then she sat through a movie she probably wasn't too fond of to satisfy the wants of her somewhat ridiculous roommate. (Myself being that roommate) She sacrificed time to be with our roommates when she could've been with her boyfriend. She knew I needed that. Now she sits with me in the hall after almost an hour writing in her journal after we've talked about the gospel and she's once again amazed me with her sincere, honest, heartfelt, and true desire to be as close to the Lord as she can possibly be. Tonight, I'm grateful for a sister that will sit with me as we discuss silly little things like: love stories like the notebook, a boy that makes her truly happy, and our beautiful friendship as we marvel at the white blanket of snow and think of the one that loves us enough to give it to us. Thank you Brooklin Hubbard, for showing me how to see something beautiful in every situation. You are the answer to my prayers.