Late Night Rambling

Today I received a package. This package was from one of my very best friends. She sent me a box full of love to get me through these next few weeks, as well as celebrate my graduation. In this package there was a letter. This letter made me laugh as she talked about all the crazy shenanigans we’d been a part of growing up. Because of this letter, and I’m not sure if it’s weird or not, but I Facebook stalked myself. I went through pictures, and looked at posts from friends, and remembered all the good times I've had in my life. As I sit here, trying not to go into the kitchen and grab another popsicle, I realize how incredibly blessed I've been.

I have a family who loves and supports me through everything. I've had friends come in and out of my life, some staying to make a home, and some who've chosen other paths.

The last few months I've been struggling with figuring out what I'm going to do after graduation. I'm still not entirely sure, but I know that wherever I go I will continue to have a wonderful support group of parents, friends, and family.

Sometimes I get frustrated at life, and all it decides to throw at me, but today I realized that even though school can be hard, unemployment may happen, and sadness is real, I have been given something that is so much more important.

So, thank you. I know that if you are reading this, you've probably been an important part of my life at one point or another.

Anyway, as for life, I'm still not sure what is going to happen. I am searching for a job, hoping to find something close to family, and something that will help me get to my dreams of traveling and teaching English.  

As for the last two years...they have been the most incredible two years of my entire life. I'm pretty sure I've experienced every level of emotion on the human spectrum, sometimes all at once...yeah, it's been weird.

I have met so many people who've taught me so much.

I was sitting here yesterday with a good friend, and we reminisced about the time we'd spent together. We talked about memories I'd forgotten, and people who I'd moved past. It was a surreal experience, as I don't normally go through life thinking "Well this is one time I'll forget in a few months, and people I'll never talk to again." But, as I thought about my time here at BYU, I realized that this stage of life, is all about experimenting, and learning, in and out of school. Change is inevitable, and though it can be painful, it is always a good experience in the end. Without change, life would be so incredibly boring. I'm trying to come to terms with that and get to the point where when something negative happens I can just yell "Plot Twist!!" and move on.

Well I should probably drag myself into bed, as I have a draft of a paper due tomorrow and I’m not finished. Woops.

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