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c98d49848aba0deaadc3046e3d500108Last night, I found that Holes the movie is on Netflix.  While my boyfriend was being indecisive on what to do, watch, eat, or even think, I decided to delve into one of my favorite stories, thinking of why it means so much to me.  Aside from being a masterly creative story, Holes holds so many memories that are tangible and real.

Holes was one of the first books I read that was a chapter book after struggling severely with Dyslexia for much of my childhood.  My best friend Anna read the book and encouraged me to do the same.  We became fan readers and when we found out the movie was being made, we couldn’t contain our excitement.  It was a movie that we shared together, loading up on popcorn and candy.  It was family friendly, cute, and clever, following the book so well.

Anna made me a copy of the CD from the movie soundtrack when it was released.  At sleep overs, we would put it on repeat so that we could shake away the fears of sleeping at someone else’s house and fall asleep.


This was right by my house. We drove past this railway practically every day.

Living in Utah, Holes always reminded me of the rustic feeling of the desert we lived in, though I never found it to be ugly.  It reminded me of home.

When my family and I moved to Florida, we drove across the country, hitting places like Wyoming, Nebraska, Tennessee and Kentucky, just to name a few.  With boxes pushing against the back of our seats, my family and I traveled in the heat of summer.  It was sad leaving. I remember crying, thinking that I would not be able to see Anna anymore.  That meant no more , no more fan art for our favorite movies and books (Spirit: Stallion of the Cimmaron was the best Dreamworks movie in our opinions), no more pretending, no more drawing and crafts dates, and no more sharing special time together, laughing until we were in tears.  I always looked up to Anna in a lot of ways, though she is a year younger than me.  She introduced me to so much fun (like sleep overs, Breyer Horses, reading for pleasure, and pursuing your dreams whole-heartedly).

Watching Holes last night reminded me of those days.  I’ve been missing Utah horribly, and hearing the music from the movie reminded me of the bittersweet moments of moving.  Bitter to move away from the familiar, but sweet now seeing where God has brought me.  Honestly, looking back, I know that my life would be so extremely different if we had stayed in Utah. I wouldn’t have been able to attend college, and have graduated, nor would my faith be as strong as it is today, living in a Mormon community, despite being a Christian.  In some ways, my mom and I said that moving to Florida was like moving to the Promised Land.  There were so many places and opportunities for us to grow our Christian faith.  God really provided for us in so many different ways.  It wasn’t always easy, but it was worth it.

I want this painting. I think its beautiful and it speaks right to my heart.

I want this painting. I think its beautiful and it speaks right to my heart.

Will I ever move back to Salt Lake City?  I don’t think so. I don’t feel God calling me back at this point, but that doesn’t mean I don’t ever get homesick.  Today is one of those days, where my heart hurts from longing. I miss the

Anna and I.

Anna and I.

old days and having a best friend like that.  Anna and I still keep in touch, but as the years have come, so has the distance.  It’s part of life, I suppose, growing in and out of friendships.  I still think of her everyday though.  And, I think of the soundtrack I had on repeat while moving away, reminding me of all the fun times we had together.


About Shannon

Hi! I'm Shannon, a lover of dogs, coffee, books, words, and Jesus! I hold a Bachelor's in English, with a minor in Communications from Florida State University (Go 'Noles!). Take a peak around, meet Tucker, my rescue mutt, and say 'Hi!'

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