Happy Father's Day

My Dad. So awesome. I love you and miss you more each day. The four Youssi daughters spent the day at Disneyland, where he used to take us...a LOT. Spending that time with them made me feel so good because I got to see how much of him is still alive in us. We definitely got our weird sense of humor from him...not to mention our capacity to make up random games in order to pass line-wating time. The best part of all is that I know he was with us the whole time, laughing right along with us. To all the Dad's on Earth and in Heaven: Happy Father's Day.






Becky eating the bone, Hannah climbing the cell, and me trying to get the dog to perch on my finger...weirdos indeed. Dad would be proud. :)




I can't see ANY family resemblance...can you? ;)

What is important?

You know what I think? I think the purpose of this whole "moving to LA" thing was to give me a chance to be out of the enviroment in which I have spent my whole life. To give me a chance to get away from everyone who knows me. Get away from people telling me what to think and to do, in order to let me figure things out for myself. I think that is what being in my twenties is all about: self-discovery. I find it interesting, now that four months has gone by, that all I really want to do is get back to what is the most important part of my life. Suddenly, fame, fortune and glitz don't seem so exciting. Today, family and God are the most exciting and fulfilling things I can imagine. I miss my church. I miss my family. I want to go where the people I love are. I don't want to live where everyone is on their own agenda, everyone has an ulterior motive...everyone is out for themselves. Was this the whole reason why You moved me here, Lord? To figure this out? Well I'm getting the message, loud and clear.