Finals are over...and I'm still alive.

What a week. I dont think I have ever broken out like this on my face since I was 13. Stress, Stress and more stress. But I managed to get through. A's an B's. Im pretty proud. Now my new little challenge is my new job. I work at Verizon. Which is kinda a joke because I was the girl who walked into this store a year ago and told the sales agent trying to sell me a phone that I didnt know what the hell a mail in rebate was and to quit talking to me like I knew what one was. I'm a trip. So you can imagine how well I am doing adjusting to this job. Lots and LOTS of information. But I have this innate ability to fool people into thinking I am listening and picking up everything their laying down. So if anything I at least look good in the business attire and high heels. All in all, I really am grateful for this job. It came at a crucial time, and kinda sealed the deal that I needed to stay here in thatcher for another semester. Anyway the good news is it all came to an end. I survived another semester of school, and I did it without Hayden. And the next big hurdle is getting through spring without my Danni and Missy...that and being able to explain a mail in rebate to a customer.

These are my cute adorable roomates who I have come to love with all my heart!!!

A typical day after classes...Danni is so weird.

the post office is where 90% of my joy came from this semester

This is what I do...can you believe that they pay me to do this hahahahahhahaha!!

I'm so grateful for 6 months.

There is not too much to be said about what has happened since I have last blogged…hence no recent post. But I have decided that its time to celebrate yet another milestone, on thanksgiving Hayden had been out six months! I couldn’t have been more proud. Now at this point he is just serving a sister mission. 18 more months to go. Its crazy how fast this semester has gone by I can hardly believe I am taking finals next week. Plus 2 more weeks till I can talk to him. These past six months are so different than what my first semester was when I first attended EA. I mean Im in the same town, Im on the same cheer squad, I have most the same roommates, heck im even retaking some 101 classes. But the person I am is completely different. And for that I am extremely grateful. I used to be terrified of change, and scared that I was either doing too much of it or the wrong kind of it, but I am learning that change is growth. I try not to make all my posts about hayden, but he is such an example to me, and not to mention a huge blessing in my life. This whole experience of him being gone, started off so very bitter for me. I was very upset that I had to let go of something so meaningful to me. The last 6 months have come to show me that there were other blessings in store for me, blessings and experiences that wouldn’t have arrived without his absence. I was so terrified that him being gone meant he wouldn’t know me anymore or I wouldn’t be able to include him in my life. I was so wrong. I would say he is the person that is closest to me in my life. I am still able to tell him all my worries, my jokes, my plans, and stories. And the same for him. Every week I hear another story on a family they are teaching or how his testimony has grown is some new way. And It makes more and more sense every week why I met him, and why he is serving, and the role he still plays in my life . I still haven’t figured out what big mission I am supposed to accomplish while he is gone, but I think that’s the great beauty of it. I don’t feel like I have to accomplish something huge in order for him to come home and love me. Im pretty sure I am supposed to get close to being done with my bachelors…and maybe that’s it. Maybe school is supposed to be highest priority. Whatever it is, I’m ok with it. Yes I still cry every now and again, but I have finally accomplished a significant amount of time. 6 months, this is HUGE people! And even just looking back to last Christmas, I can hardly believe I was just moving back down here. It feels like last week. I know time really doesn’t move foreward any faster than it has the rest of your life, but I am sure grateful for the feeling of it moving faster. Im gonna go ahead and call it a Christmas Miracle…well at least its my own personal Christmas Miracle. Anyway, that is my little mini thought on these past few months, and an update on Hayden. Don’t miss me too much, im sure I will have many more interesting things to say after Christmas!