Finally.

Two Words. Officially done.


Now I just have to last finals week and then I'm off to Belize. Could not be more excited.

Almost done.

Just got home from my last night at Cafe Rio. Yipee ki-ay! 

This is how I feel about being done with working there. 

 (Yes, I am quite aware that this is a hideous picture and 

my arm is looking pretty fat and disgusting but I'm completely okay with it.)

Tomorrow, I will finish my last day at Kneaders 

and I will officially be done working two jobs. 

I honestly can't even tell you how FREAKIN' excited I am to be done. 

Oh, and P.S. I have some pretty great friends.

Nikki, Allae, Nick, and Ali. ha. We all have matching names. 

Saying Goodbye.

Welp. That was rough.

Tonight at FHE we went and had a big bonfire up the canyon. We roasted hot dogs 

and made s'mores and enjoyed each others company for about 45 minutes.

Then the bishop said he wanted a few of us to stand and share something that impacted us

from the past year whether it be funny, personal, spiritual, whatever. Just share something. It got

depressing really fast. Until tonight I hadn't really started thinking about how I might not see anyone

from my ward ever again. But people started saying how much the friends they had made this year

had impacted their lives and everyone was crying and it really got me thinking. I have 2 weeks and 

then I leave. We all leave. Our paths may never pass again.

Did I take advantage of the time I had with the people I met and learn all I could from them?

Nope. I didn't.

And now its too late.

I wish I would have gotten to know more people better. Yes, I talked to them but I didn't really know anything else about them. I wish that I could say I made an impact on someone. But now that opportunity is gone and theres nothing I can do about it.

Moral of the story is to live in a way that you would want to be remembered for. Be the person that is so outgoing to everyone. Be the person that includes everyone and that everyone wants to be around. Don't let a possible friendship pass you by. 

Some of the handsome boys in our ward

Some of the amazing girls in our ward

Shout of to a great bishopric.

I honestly can't tell you how great of examples these three men are to the youth in our ward. They are some of the best men I know. I was so lucky to get to work beside them this year in the Relief Society Presidency. I couldn't have asked for a better calling, bishopric, presidency, or ward in general. I truly am blessed.

And last but certainly not least...

My Incredible Roommates.

These girls are some of my best friends now. I'm still going to be living with 3 of them next semester but the thought of even leaving them for the summer kills me. And the fact that London and Allae aren't going to live with me next year just makes me want to cry. We have all been through so much this year together and nothing can ever take that away from us. We will definitely be life long friends but it will never be the same as it was this year. I am so grateful for the examples these girls were and are to me and for the truly amazing friends that they have been to me. I'm going to miss all of them this summer so so much. 

This year has been an absolute blast and I wouldn't change a thing. I have learned so much about myself and about life this semester. I have definitely grown as a person. I've realized who I want to become and who I am right now. I'm so glad I decided to move up here to Logan and I can't wait to come back up here next year. See ya'll then!

Swing.

So the other day a few friends and I, despite the weather, decided to go up the canyon to a rope swing. It was so much fun even though the water was frigid. FRIGID. Once you got in, it took your breath away and you honestly, no matter how hard you tried, could not talk. However, it was still a blast. I'm pretty sure we will go back there for an end of semester barbecue. If you want to join, let me know!

Random Loves.

Mmhmm.

Amazed.

So lately I've been having a rough time with a lot of different things. I wrote a letter to Nic asking for advice and I just got his response today. I don't think I have ever read a letter from him that meant more to me. By the end there were tears running down my face. He didn't really even mention what I was going through he just referenced to some conference talks and scriptures that he thought would help. It definitely did. I loved this letter for two reasons. 

1. He helped me immensely in knowing what I need to do to improve my life. 

AND

2. It was so cool to see how in tune he is with the Spirit. 

Honestly. He wouldn't have been able to help in such a big way if he didn't have the Spirit with him. I am so grateful for him and the service that he is doing. It is not just blessing the lives of the people he is teaching but also the lives of his family and friends back home. He has no idea how much he is looked up to by me and so many others. 

As hard as it is having him be gone for two whole years, I wouldn't want him anywhere else. He is where is supposed to be and he's doing what he's supposed to be doing. 14 months left. We can do it.