{"id":51,"date":"2012-04-03T19:09:00","date_gmt":"2012-04-03T19:09:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/2012\/04\/03\/april\/"},"modified":"2012-04-03T19:09:00","modified_gmt":"2012-04-03T19:09:00","slug":"april","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/april\/","title":{"rendered":"April"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>April is the cruellest month, breeding<br \/>Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing<br \/>Memory and desire, stirring<br \/>Dull roots with spring rain.<br \/>Winter kept us warm, covering<br \/>Earth in forgetful snow, feeding<br \/>A little life with dried tubers.<br \/><span>T.S. Eliot, \u00a0<i>The Waste Land<\/i><\/span><br \/><span><i><br \/><\/i><\/span><br \/>For me, this April comes with:<br \/>&#8211; April Fools Day (a hard day for the gullible ones out there, like me. I&#8217;ve found I&#8217;ve become more gullible since coming to BYU.)<br \/>-General Conference<br \/>-Easter<br \/>-Finals<br \/>-End of an old job, start of a new one!<br \/>-Mission Farewells (My cousin Andrew!)<br \/>-My Birthday<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s funny, because last April I was on a choir trip to San Francisco and going to my senior prom. And it&#8217;s kind of hit me how much my life has changed, how much <i>I<\/i>\u00a0have changed. \u00a0This April, I&#8217;ll be a sophomore in college. \u00a0I have made lifetime friends, my roommates. \u00a0I have learned so much about myself. \u00a0And more. (More reflection time to come later.)<\/p>\n<p>Is April really the cruellest month? It&#8217;s always been my favorite month, really. Easter and my birthday? Good stuff.<br \/>But now finals come with April, and the stress of 40 pages worth of papers due within the next 2 weeks.<br \/>Memories come with the month of April, memories of 18 previous Aprils. \u00a0With April comes spring, rebirth, and sunshine.<br \/>T.S. Eliot doesn&#8217;t want a ressurrection, he just wants to remain numb, ignorant, and forgetful of all the pain he&#8217;s gone through. <br \/>I&#8217;m not gonna be like that though, because with April comes new beginnings as the flowers begin to bud and the sun begins to come out behind the clouds. <br \/>It&#8217;s a new season, a fresh start, and a different me.<\/p>\n<p><span><i><br \/><\/i><\/span><br \/><span><i><br \/><\/i><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>April is the cruellest month, breedingLilacs out of the dead land, mixingMemory and desire, stirringDull roots with spring rain.Winter kept us warm, coveringEarth in forgetful snow, feedingA little life with dried tubers.T.S. Eliot, \u00a0The Waste LandFor me, this April comes with:&#8211; April Fools Day (a hard day for the gullible ones out there, like me. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=51"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=51"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=51"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=51"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}