It's beginning to feel more like home here.

 

 

Cute little Spitfire just down the street from me!

I love running here.

     Balancing all the parts of college life is hard. There are new responsibilities. New things to worry about. New things to take care of. New things to think about. Am I doing this right? Am I going in the right direction? Finding my major. Grades that really matter. Friends. Remembering to feed myself. Keeping my room somewhat organized. Laundry. Grocery shopping. Budgeting. Sleeping enough. Visiting teaching. Exercise. Boys. The future. And as a result of all these wonderful things, I get to come home every night at eleven o'clock and fall into bed dog-tired, emotionally wrung out, physically exhausted and sore, and mentally overloaded. Lately it's been almost more than I can take. Seven classes, a church calling, making time for just me and personal study, still maintaining a social life, weight lifting twice a week and running every day. These days I'm being stressed harder than I've ever been. I can confidently say I've learned two things - First, that I can't do this without help from people who know more than me and are more experienced than me {TA's, friends, my parents}, nor without the strength and guidance lent to me by a higher power. And second, I have so, so much to learn, so much to improve about myself, and so far to go until I've become who I'm supposed to be. I have been blessed with so many second chances and growing experiences. My life is sometimes a little rough, but my life is also very good. I have so much, but a few things in particular have been on my mind lately.
     I get to go to Brigham Young University, where church leaders and apostles come speak to us. Where I go to class in dedicated buildings. Where there's crazy good clean fun going on every night. Where the Cougar Fight Song becomes engrained in one's brain. Where I get to learn by the intelligence of man and by the Spirit. Where I'm three minutes from a temple. Where I get to serve my friends and serve strangers. Where I learn lessons that will remain with me for the rest of my life. I get to learn how to be the best me, the person my Heavenly Father needs me to become. This can definitely happen at any university, but little by little I'm growing to know this is where it's supposed to happen for me in particular. And that's a really nice assurance to have.
     I get to live with five other beautiful, wonderful girls who make my life easier, funnier, simpler, and fuller. I get to have friends who care about me and know me. We can talk about everything and anything till 3am. I get to have multiple full-blown, can't-catch-your-breath, laughing-so-hard-that-nothing-comes-out belly laughs a day because of them. I get to have friends who make it easier to live the gospel and easier to be a better person. Friends here, plus friends who are all over the world serving the Lord and bringing people to Him, friends who share their testimonies with me and help mine to grow. Friends who teach me through their example and words.
     I get to have a body that is adaptable and strong and capable of doing hard things. My body is my friend, and I'm starting to realize that more and more. Even when I only give it four hours of sleep and a snarfed-down bowl of hot cereal for the entire day, it keeps going with me, without protest. Even when I work it hard and make it hurt, it rebounds and regrows and becomes stronger. And not only does it let me do, but it enables me to learn. It lets me become more aware of this world, the people in it, the current events, the movements, the philosophies, the sciences, the possibilities of it. It lets me analyze and organize and apply. It lets me grow. It houses my mind, and my spirit. It is such a blessing to have a body.
     Sometimes my life is kinda rough. Kinda stressful. Kinda sleep-deprived. Kinda frustrating too. But I have so much. I have the eternal perspective that the gospel brings. I have a firm foundation. I have potential. I have life. I have my life. And my life is so good. It is so, so good.

Utah sunsets. Makes a girl happy to be alive [:

Scenes from the weekend

1) Probably the most exciting college football game I've ever been to. BYU vs. Utah State on Friday night. Our seats are three rows up from the field, right smack dab in the northeast corner, so both the game-changing touchdown AND the amazing game-winning touchdown with 10 seconds left in the game happened right in front of us. A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. I don't think I've hugged so many strangers in a single evening as I did that night. When the clock ran down we rushed the field, had a dance party with the team and got a picture with Graham Rowley. Both Molly and I had sore throats the next day. One of the BEST DAYS of the semester so far!

2) General Conference and hanging out with my FAMILY. What else is there to say?! Absolutely, positively inspired and amazing. The thing I love most about conference is how each of us can receive so many personal answers and comforts specifically for our own lives and circumstances, all from a conference broadcasted all over the world to millions of people. I am so thankful for the blessing of continuing revelation from God to His prophets today. Plus I am psyched out of my mind to have so many new talks to listen to and study for the next six months.  

3) I got asked to one of the homecoming dances. All I gotta say is that I accidentally stuck my hand in that blob of umm... unpleasantness and it's not something I ever want to do again. I'll give that boy props for creativity. Needless to say I answered yes - by smuggling an alarm clock into his room and waking him up at 3 in the morning with my answer [: Cruel, yes, but hilarious. Any guy who wants to take me on a date'd better be prepared for my sense of humor. Should be fun!

Goal for the upcoming week: don't let midterms kill me.

PS: ITS OCTOBER!!!! I'm so happy. I love fall.