Because my life right now is very routine, and I don't have any amazing updates, I've decided to spotlight one of my most favorite people in this world, Mrs. Julie Allen.
Julie was the very first person I formally met at BYU. You see, I started there in the winter semester, so most people had already formed their groups of friends and knew every one, so when I moved into my dorm room in V Hall of DT I was a feeling very alone. I didn’t know anyone. My roommate wasn’t there yet and I was just unpacking my things when I heard a knock on the door. There stood Julie Gunnell, just wanting to get to know me and find out who I was. This woman truly saved my life. This blog will not do justice to the amazing, powerful and loving person she is, but I'll do my best.
I was kind of a nut job in college, I went through some tough times and I know I was not always the easiest person to get a long with or understand or talk to, but Julie didn’t seem to mind. Julie and I had some amazing times, after our time in the dorms, the next fall we lived together in Allred Apartments for the year. We had so much fun together. Julie could always make me laugh and was just this ray of sunshine that I so desperately need during that time in my life. Julie taught me the importance of love. She loved me unconditionally and in turn I learned to love myself. Julie and I took a humanities class together and I saw how incredibly intelligent she is and just increased my level of admiration for her. Plus we had so much fun in that class, if anyone reading this ever has the opportunity to take a class from Professor Carl Sederholm at BYU with their best friend I highly recommend it. “He wears sweaters, that means he’s sensitive.” (only Julie will understand that quote to the full extent)
When Julie did a study abroad in France the following Fall I wasn’t sure I would be able to survive at BYU without her. Thankfully I lived with my cousin Heather, who held me up and was the best example to me. Julie sent me a tape from France with her just talking to me and making me laugh and reminding me that I needed to love myself. Seriously, I don’t know if she knows how much that tape meant to me. (But you do now!)
I could go on and on. Recapping the times we danced together, partied at the Pueblo, laughed until the wee hours of the morning, talked about my relationship with Adam, cried together, snuck into the King Henry Pool, had lunch dates, imitated Ray dancing, singing Uncle Jessie’s (from Full House) song, and telling each other how much we love one another.
Julie is now married to Mr. Matt Allen, who is a great match for her, and is a mother to little Henry. Henry sure is a lucky little guy to have mother like Julie. The funny thing about Julie is that she must have a hundred other people in this world that look to her as their best friend and that lover her and need her just as much as I do. She really does have a special gift to love others and brings out the best in people.
The last time I saw Julie was when she came down for my wedding to be one of my bridesmaids. She was my pillar of strength and during that crazy time. She was able to keep me calm and cool and held me together once again! I really don’t know where I would be in this world without her. I miss my Julie. I am so thankful for the people Heavenly Father puts into our lives. I don’t think it was a coincidence that she was the first person I met at BYU, I know that Heavenly Father was looking out for me and put her in my life for a reason.
So to Julie I say, thank you, you’re the best, I love you!
Julie was the very first person I formally met at BYU. You see, I started there in the winter semester, so most people had already formed their groups of friends and knew every one, so when I moved into my dorm room in V Hall of DT I was a feeling very alone. I didn’t know anyone. My roommate wasn’t there yet and I was just unpacking my things when I heard a knock on the door. There stood Julie Gunnell, just wanting to get to know me and find out who I was. This woman truly saved my life. This blog will not do justice to the amazing, powerful and loving person she is, but I'll do my best.
I was kind of a nut job in college, I went through some tough times and I know I was not always the easiest person to get a long with or understand or talk to, but Julie didn’t seem to mind. Julie and I had some amazing times, after our time in the dorms, the next fall we lived together in Allred Apartments for the year. We had so much fun together. Julie could always make me laugh and was just this ray of sunshine that I so desperately need during that time in my life. Julie taught me the importance of love. She loved me unconditionally and in turn I learned to love myself. Julie and I took a humanities class together and I saw how incredibly intelligent she is and just increased my level of admiration for her. Plus we had so much fun in that class, if anyone reading this ever has the opportunity to take a class from Professor Carl Sederholm at BYU with their best friend I highly recommend it. “He wears sweaters, that means he’s sensitive.” (only Julie will understand that quote to the full extent)
When Julie did a study abroad in France the following Fall I wasn’t sure I would be able to survive at BYU without her. Thankfully I lived with my cousin Heather, who held me up and was the best example to me. Julie sent me a tape from France with her just talking to me and making me laugh and reminding me that I needed to love myself. Seriously, I don’t know if she knows how much that tape meant to me. (But you do now!)
I could go on and on. Recapping the times we danced together, partied at the Pueblo, laughed until the wee hours of the morning, talked about my relationship with Adam, cried together, snuck into the King Henry Pool, had lunch dates, imitated Ray dancing, singing Uncle Jessie’s (from Full House) song, and telling each other how much we love one another.
Julie is now married to Mr. Matt Allen, who is a great match for her, and is a mother to little Henry. Henry sure is a lucky little guy to have mother like Julie. The funny thing about Julie is that she must have a hundred other people in this world that look to her as their best friend and that lover her and need her just as much as I do. She really does have a special gift to love others and brings out the best in people.
The last time I saw Julie was when she came down for my wedding to be one of my bridesmaids. She was my pillar of strength and during that crazy time. She was able to keep me calm and cool and held me together once again! I really don’t know where I would be in this world without her. I miss my Julie. I am so thankful for the people Heavenly Father puts into our lives. I don’t think it was a coincidence that she was the first person I met at BYU, I know that Heavenly Father was looking out for me and put her in my life for a reason.
So to Julie I say, thank you, you’re the best, I love you!
Julie's Wedding in Seattle. What a beautiful bride! 
Always laughing and having a good time!
3 comments:
UH HUH!!! Whitney, Whitney I do love you so very much!! There's no way I could have read that without crying... You are such a sweetheart and so inspirational to me. I needed that after a few crappy weeks... Thank you my sweet lover!
I just want you to know... This is my butthole.
Oh that was a super cute post :0) Isn't it good to have such good friends from BYU?
your post makes me miss college (some things at least)
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