The Value
Life is full of valuable things. In this feature, we talk about the things that we value the most.
The Value of… Guy Friends
March 30, 2011
Yesterday, I read this very enlightening blog post about the importance of women needing other women in their lives: as friends, as support, as inspiration– all of which I am in complete agreement. As I was reading the post though, I was thinking about how women don’t corner the market on needing each other.
Here’s part of my (lengthy) response:
Luis: On that same vein, I also believe that men need other men. Maybe not for the same exact reasons women need women, but for me, there’s something awesome about bonding and connecting with “the guys”. Being in Las Vegas, and not having a circle of guy friends like I had in Provo has been pretty difficult.
It’s true, and it’s not something I like to bring out in the open very much. But the lack of real friends here has been quite rough on me.
- I miss being constantly pestered by Spencer
- I miss hanging out with Brent and Kelvin in the UVU cafeteria
- I miss playing Smash with Cody, Billy, and Daniel
- I miss the various eating-outings (specifically at Chili’s)
- I miss the EFY trips with my high school buddies
Don’t get me at all wrong… I love Natalia, and I absolutely love the little life we’ve built. Being apart from friends has given us an opportunity to grow together, and lean on each other in a way that we would have never had if we’d stayed in Provo. She’s my rock– my everything.
But, I’ve always thrived on the friendships around me. It’s a necessity for me. It’s part of the reason I created Toaster Strudel Tuesday back in my singles ward. It’s why I’ve loved pouring hours of my personal time into producing THE PLACE. It’s part of who and what I am.
And yes, there are a handful of people in here in Vegas that we are somewhat close to, which I SO appreciate, but not having that Buddy friendship hasn’t been easy for me. I often feel like I don’t fit in with other guys at church. I don’t have a great job that supports my family.. I don’t like sports.. I didn’t serve a mission.. I don’t play basketball.. I will be staying at home taking care of our child.. It’s hard to feel like I have a place.
Which brings me to the 2nd half of my reply:
Luis: Sometimes, it seems, this need for guy-bonding is overlooked when it comes to Mormon culture. Women are encouraged to befriend and support one another (Visiting teaching). In my ward, there’s a RS activity about every month where the women get together, no kids, no husbands, no men– and connect.
In the year I’ve lived here, there’s only been 1 EQ activity, and wives and kids were included. The only thing there is for men to do together is basketball on a Wednesday night– but if you don’t play or aren’t a fan of sports, where does that leave you!?
Outside of that, it doesn’t seem men are ever encouraged to interact with each other.
Is that not the truth? Aren’t male-to-male relationships within Mormon culture treated differently than female-to-female?
Am I envious of the organized interaction women get to have with one another both inside (Visiting teaching, Relief Society) and outside (Mommy play groups, “lunch with the girls”) of the church? … I’m kind of embarrassed to admit it, but yes.
The bottom line: friendship is vital to our human existence. For some, the need for friendship can be tiny, and for others, it can be quite a lofty necessity… but we all need Friends.. male, or female, single, or married, parents or childless.
The Value of… Siblings
December 22, 2008

I got this quote from Carolina’s blog which quoted it from someone else’s blog:
“Mostly, I am excited that this baby will have you as an older sister, and not just because you will both need someone to call to complain about the fact that your parents are nuts. Sure, there will be times when you’ll both try to kill each other either through physical brutality or embarrassment, but I know that at some point this baby is going to look up to you and think you are the coolest thing that ever walked on the planet. And while there is no way to predict the lasting dynamic of a relationship between siblings, I can only hope that you will have with this one what I have with my own, a bond so strong that it doesn’t even matter that we have nothing but our parents in common. They are lifelines, people who were there, who were witnesses to everything that made me who I am, and I am the same for them in return. Is the relationship perfect? No, but we all know that we would sacrifice anything for each other, and one of the many reasons we decided to have another child was to give you the possibility of that friendship.”
I find the love and connection between siblings to be truly fascinating. Often times siblings within the family grow up and become totally different people with different interests, hobbies, and tastes. But somehow, the bond formed having grown up together in the same home with the same parents, is so strong, that it overcomes all of the differences that there might be.
A few days ago, Natalia & I had a small get-together with Ricardo, Maricela, and Carolina (and Baby Abel) before they went out of town, and sitting there amongst the hearty laughs, the good food, and even the serious conversations, I was incredibly thankful that I have those 2 siblings who live so close, and with whom we can share such good memories.
While being around my siblings in such happy times I hear myself in my head saying, “This is it. After my parents leave their turns on Earth, this is all that’s left of my family.” As sad as that might be to even think about, I’m comforted by knowing I will still Ricardo and Carolina (and Maricela and Abel).
The Value of… Friendship
October 29, 2008

Every day I have the unique opportunity to sit in my time machine, and travel 2 years into the past… to a simpler time— when Tuesday nights were something to be anticipated, when loud racket from the band practicing next door could be heard throughout the complex, back to when it all started.
That’s exactly what it feels like as I’m prepping the re-release of THE PLACE. It’s really as if I’m spending some time each day, back at Branbury in 2006. And it’s just amazing to me that over 3 years since our Mikewire group met, we’re all still good friends. One could say that we’ve been eachother’s family while being away from home.
We spend holidays together…
- The time we had Easter dinner in 115 and Larkin made twice-baked potatoes
- The time we had Easter dinner at Daniel & Katey’s place
- The time we had Pioneer Day breakfast at Brent’s & my place
We spend birthdays together…
- The time we all went to Old Spaghetti Factory & All American Gymnastics for Billy’s birthday
- The time we went to Tucano’s for Daniel’s birthday
- The time we had a Rockband Party for Norm’s birthday
We celebrate special occassions together…
- The time a bunch of us went to California to be there for Daniel & Katey’s wedding
- The time a bunch of us went to Texas to be there for Sean & Sarah’s wedding
- The time a bunch of you guys were able to celebrate Natalia & my wedding
We have accrued hundreds of memories over the past 3 years, and the ones listed above are a small fraction of the full picture.
I realize that it hasn’t always been ‘perfect’ and at times, some of us have even been at odds with eachother for whatever reason, but that doesn’t change the history that we all have and the friendship that still exists. I know that Branbury and everything is in the past, and I’m happy we’ve all made the progress we’ve made thus far, but being so immersed in THE PLACE, and re-living a bit of that era every day really helps me appreciate the true value of Friendship.
The Value of… New Life
October 28, 2008
As you probably know, my brother and his wife had their first child (the first grandchild for my parents) over the weekend. And overall, it was an amazing experience.
The main thing I wanted to address though, were my observations while being in the Mother Baby floor of the hospital. I was fascinated by watching all the new babies being brought into the nursery and their proud fathers sitting next to them, getting to know them, taking pictures and video of them as they’re checked out by the nurse.
Seeing my brother sitting in that chair next to his new son was weird and fascinating all at the same time. My big brother, who used to love to pick on me, who was jealous that at one time during high school I made more money than him, who always looked out for me— is now a father.
I started wondering about how my parents’ experience was when they had their first child, which was in that same hospital. And it got me thinking about when I am going to be sitting in that seat next to the baby. What kinds of things would be going through my head?







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