No More Feeling Sorry for Myself

For the last few months I've been feeling sorry for my poor little self. It seems like EVERYONE ELSE has been getting "tagged" but NO ONE has tagged me. I've been stewing about it for several weeks and feeling sorry for myself. I've felt a lot like a nerdy Jr.High kid who isn't picked to be on anybody's team. Poor Heather. Then a couple of days ago, after reading yet another tag in which I wasn't tagged, I decided that if I had learned anything from Jr. High it was that it isn't worth it to wait around for the "cool" kids to pick you. You have to be yourself and if necessary, go find the other nerdy kids playing chess in the library. So, I've decided not to wait around feeling sorry for myself any more and I am tagging myself! The tag I like the best is the "google tag" in which you type your answer into google images and then post a picture from the first page.

Favorite Vacation: Jordan
(I don't know if it counts as a "vacation" because we went for a study abroad-- I was doing a research project on breastfeeding among Iraqi refugees)



Favorite Color: Red




Favorite Treat: Muffins



Favorite Fruit: Honeydew Melon



Little known fact about me: I have my falconer's license
( I got it when I was 16 and had three kestrels when I was in high school. I haven't had any since high school because it takes SO much time and a LOT of space, but someday...)



Where I want to travel: Jerusalem



Where I grew up: Idaho Falls



Where I live: Utah



Middle Name: Lynne



First Name: Heather
(So apparently everyone famous with my first name is either a swim suit or underwear model... I opted for the flowers)



Biggest Pet Peeve: Messy bed sheets
(when you are in them and they crumple around your feet...ick)



Favorite Animal: Arctic Gyrfalcon



Past Love: Modern dancing
(I haven't been able to find an adult class! Sob. I'm tempted to go join a little kid's class, it would be fun but... maybe a tad bit awkward)


Greatest Wish: Peace



( I know this might sound silly, but it is really all I wish for. The idea of people killing other people makes me physically sick. I can't even watch semi-violent movies any more. I just keep thinking "That person was once some woman's baby. She carried him inside of her. God loves that person like I love my son." It isn't funny or entertaining to me. I hate it. It is my constant prayer that we can realize we are all brother and sisters, and that we share the same Father and the same Redeemer. We need to fill the world with love, for all people and things, there is already too much hate. By the way, this picture is a bumper sticker--I think I am going to get one.)

I tag: Anyone who hasn't been tagged, especially if you are feeling sorry for yourself.
These are people I am pretty sure haven't been tagged. So I guess I officially tag them as well:

Brittany T.
Liz M.
Claire