Monday, March 2, 2009

FF: Dalene

Dalene is on the right, wearing the super cool moon boots. I'm the dork on the left, the one waiting for a flood. We're waiting in line to sit on Santa's lap at a ward party.

Dalene is the friend by which I measure all other friends. Dalene, like Jenni, helped me become a better person. It was because of her good example that I wanted to do the "cool" thing, which around her was being good.

At a birthday party (maybe my 10th?). I'm on the bottom row, left, Dalene is next to me, and Jenni is on the top row, second one from the left.

In all honesty, it's hard to write about Dalene without mentioning Jenni and vice versa. We were best friends growing up, never to be separated (except by college, marriage and then life). The three of us worked on a Laurel project together, attended Girls Camp and Snow Trips together, had early morning birthday breakfast "kidnappings" together, were in stake plays together, flirted with boys together, went to regional dances together, drove down to Disneyland together for a senior year trip, and occassionally skipped Sunday school together (good thing my parents don't read this, right?).

One of the funniest memories I have of Dalene was a regional youth conference that we attended. We had spent the day doing various activities, and by the time dinner rolled around, we were wired." One guy sitting at our dinner table was kind of obnoxious, and when he stood up to reach across the table, Dalene, who was sitting next to him, pulled his chair out from behind him. Unsuspectingly, he put all his weight to sit back down on the chair, discovered it wasn't there, immediately put on a face of panic as he fell, and Dalene and I laughed so hard that we had to leave the room. I didn't quite make it to the restroom before the humor of the situation had wet my pants. When the two of us would laugh and one of us would say, "I'm going to wet my pants," it was often a literal thing.

Our senior trip to Disneyland. Gordita, Kim, Tina, Dalene and Jenni. Kim and Tina are other friendly friends that will be featured later.

Dalene and I had a truly special friendship, you know the kind where you promise to come to each others' weddings and promise that your boys will marry her girls, and so on. With Dalene, where she would get married was never a question: she would be married in the temple, for eternity, of course. I took that to heart, and made it my own goal. And it was because of her good influence that I decided to apply to BYU, which ended up being pivotal in my life. But really, who am I kidding? Her good influence, and Jenni's good influence led me to make a lot of decisions I may not have on my own.

Jenni, me, Dalene and Beth Headley, the best Young Women leader ever at camp. We had a lot of purple going on. I promise that I was not on drugs.

My journal from my teen years is riddled with Dalene's name, and whenever I read my journal from back then I can get caught up for hours reminiscing. I could go on and on about all the great things we did together.

I am overwhelmed with gratitude for how blessed I have been in my life to have people around me that help me want to do better, and show me how.


  1. That's great that you have been surrounded by such wonderful influences. It was fun watching how you have changed throughout the years :0)

  2. I love all your 'old' pictures! Although I don't remember giving you permission to go back in time and steal my bangs. ;)

  3. Thanks for the memories... aah, the moon boots. I loved those things.

  4. What a great tribute! I always wanted to be friends with you cute girls... you were ALL great examples to me! Thanks for letting me tag along so often. When I hear "Take A Chance on Me" by ABBA I think of driving down Fremont, with you and Dalene, (perhaps on our way to my first stake dance) but it always makes me smile.


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