Man Friends

I never feel like my life is complete with out a good group of man friends. They provide a certain amount of stability when girls are emotional roller coasters. The other day I just wanted to go over to the one guy friend that I have from before my mission and knock on his door, and ask him for a hug. I did not, but I saw him at church (he's kind of stalking me) and told him and he gave me a great hug then. Then, tonight after FHE I stayed at the guy's apartment and just chillaxed. I hope I didn't overstay my welcome, but it was great. We just talked, about life, guys and girls, the law of least interest, and missions. One of them served in the Charlotte mission and it's amazing how similar, yet how different our missions were. The other served in Everett, which is also amazing! At first, I found out that we had 4 FHE brothers to 14 sisters, I was wary. Then I found out that one of them was a pre-mi. Oh man... But they're great. I feel like I could have conversations with them, if I met them on the way home... then again, I don't generally have a problem with conversation.

Who I am...

So last night I had a terrible dream! I dreamt that because my sister was married now (and thus no longer a Zimmerman) that we all had to change our last names. It was awful. We had to have some strange, short last name that started with a Y. I don't remember. But it was terrible. I realized that without being a Zimmerman, I wouldn't know who I am. It was interesting to realize that no matter what I struggle with, no matter where I go, I know who I am. I have earthly and heavenly parents who love me and want me to be successful. I know where I stand. Even when, someday (ha) my last name will change (unless I make my husband take my name) I will still know who I am. Isn't that amazing!