Meet The Stout's

Molly and Nate. Long family friends of my boyfriend's family (and not so long friend's of mine(:  ) tied the knot! It was a small ceremony with a lot of fun rad people. They're head over heels for each other and absolutely a-dor-a-ble together!

without further adieu....

day six: five people who mean a lot

i have been sitting on this post since 7.28.12...yeaaahh, that's almost a month. ridiculous, i know. but believe me you-it is not easy to pick just five people in my life that mean a lot. but, here we go...

michaelvon. (boyfriend) he showed me love. the kind you would do a.n.y.t.h.i.n.g. for. the kind that comes when it's least expected--and when you just vowed a week prior to never get in a serious relationship, or love fiercely again, and you chose the path of a single surgeon working 100 hours a week (pwahaha, seriously though, i did that...) the kind tht gives back more than it takes. he restored my hope and faith. he was the guy you notice but can't ever seem to get the courage to talk to. and i cannot even begin to explain to you how ecstatic i was
when he said i love you. he is my strength and support. he is always there telling me i can do whatever it is that i want. the one who gently pushes me when i need it. he is the one i share everything with--no easy feat, i am not a super open person when it comes to emotional deep stuff, but with him, i try. harder than i ever have to stay o.p.e.n. which is surprisingly difficult at times. he always gives me well thought advice and helps me to get perspective of the situation-to view it in others shoes-and manages to do it without seeming to take the other persons side. (hey, when you're upset you're irrational....) he is the best thing that has ever happened to me. and i love him wholeheartedly. he has more patience than i can ever hope to have. he is kind hearted, loving, and affecrtionate. he does everything he can to make sure i am happy. and he goes great lengths to make sure that i feel comfortable.

steffiej. (auntie) this woman, bless her heart, took me in for nearly a year. dealt with my constant emotional swings and rantings. helped me through a break-up and through every rebound relationship there after. helped me find the gospel and stay on the right track. helped me financially and educationally. listened to e.v.e.r.y single one of my lame teenage minded problems-made me realize that i'm not in high school anymore and life is different now. trusted me, even when i broke that trust multiple times. loved me unconditionally to no limits. vowed to do anything and everything she could to help me. she made me face some issues that i had been gently hiding away for years and helped me come out a better person for it. i love her most definitely, and she is my absolute best friend. i am grateful for the sacrifices she-and her family- made for me, all the help i received, the love and trust, the pride and belief. she believed in me even when i did not. also, she helped me better understand photographing people/events, editing, pricing, and dealing with clients. and my love for music started with her. she always has been my favorite, i have looked up to her since forever. true story.

tabb. is such a dear friend. we went through a tough time together-she lost her brother and i my best friend. she was there, she was always there. she understood the feelings i had--though hers were more fierce. this was the hardest thing i have ever had to deal with in my life, honest to betsy. i am ever grateful to her for opening her heart and doing what she could to help me. i admit i started closing myself off, the memories were too much for me to handle. and i never truly confronted and dealt with the issues until just last year. and still to this day she remains an amazing friend, one whom i love dearly and would do anything to help out. she helped me realize at that young age of 15 that it was okay to be abnormal and it's even a little cool to be out of the current fad. i gained a confidence through her that i would not otherwise have had without our friendship-dare i say i would have been doomed to normalcy (no offense if you're normal. you're great. it's just not my can of peaches.)

mychalynne. she has been my bestie since 6th grade. through thick and thin. we have fought, made-up, laughed, cried, spent every waking-and sleeping moment together, even lived together. we have shared our deepest darkest secrets and trusted in each other. been through good times and bad. went through a short time without each other-while i was living in HI (and she had to go and get married while i was off the continent (;  ). we even told each other that if in the end we end up being single, we'll just get married and live together. (ha! true story...although, she's married now, so that's out!) she helped me through all my hardest times, and i did what i could to help her. we were inseparable. took what classes we could together, worked together, did homework together, hung out outside of school together-nearly every day. i love this woman to death and would do dang near anything for her. we have that relationship that takes precedence over everything else, if something was up we would drop whatever it is that's going on to rush to each other's side. she has been my bestie for 13 years, crazy right?? i thought so too. she's one of the raddest, kindest, most loving, and empathetic person i have ever met.

daddioso.  i have put my poor dad through so much. more than any father should have to go through. i was quite the rebellious kid-not nearly as bad as i could have been, but nonetheless, not all that great. and he has always stood by my side. he is always there to give me advice when i need it. he helps me whenever and however he can. he deals with my mood swings and my random spouts of open-ness and closed-off-ness. he is always there pushing me, sometimes not so gently-because i am stubborn and sometimes i just need sternness. he let me think for the longest time that i did a great amount of work taking care of the boys when i was younger-and looking back now, i really didn't do all that much (cleaning and baby sitting. that's about it. ha like a normal older sister.) he listens to me, even when whatever it is that i am complaining about is irrational and incorrect, and gives advice when he can. and he lovingly helps me when i don't follow said advice and things go awry. he is constantly reminding me that i need to stop spending all my money-and save. (what a concept. i can't manage to do it to save my life.) he even bought me a piano, because i told him i would play it daily-it's at his house, i'm at my grandma's though i might be moving it in to her house soon. he is just a.l.w.a.y.s. there. and i love him with all my heart. no matter how mad he makes me because i am determined he just "doesn't understand how hard it is" (ha! i really think that sometimes, but just when i'm really mad.)


 xo

Air

pee.ess. sorry for dragging my feet on this one for so long! it took a lot of mushy-ness and open-ness. which i haven't been feeling lately.