Well, I think this is going to be my final attempt to "start blogging." I think have tried to be a habitual blogger like five different times by now. And, well, if I can't do it now, I doubt I'll ever be able to. So here goes nothing:
This is going to be your typical, self-realization, mushy, "I might start crying", sentimental blog post. So if you like the kind of stories people tell about how they became a better person because they realized what really matters in this life, then keep reading. If you don't, you should probably go take a nap so you're not so grumpy and then come back and try reading this again. Ok, ready? Great. So my life has changed a lot so far in 2013. I moved to Utah; far away from all the places and people I knew best. And let me tell you, it hasn't been an easy several months. I miss my family, my friends, and my job every single day. There are some days where I feel so homesick, that I almost pack up and move back. In fact, one night I actually started to do that. But I knew I would regret giving up and not sticking it out for the year that I promised myself. And, that's right, you guessed it: I'm really glad that I didn't, because I know this is where I am supposed to be right now, no matter how hard it might be to be on my own sometimes. I have learned more about myself, and who I want to become in the last seven months than the last three years combined. And no matter how lonely I feel sometimes, I know that I am a better and stronger person for going on this adventure.
The most important thing I've learned throughout this whole "growing up" thing, you wonder? My family members are the most important people in my life. No matter how many people you think are your friends, when it really matters, the only ones who you can truly count on are your family. And with this huge change in my life I have come to a couple conclusions about my crazy family: 1) My parents are my biggest advocates and best examples. 2) My siblings, my nephews, and my cousins are my best friends and the funniest people I have ever met. 3) My aunts and uncles are the kindest, and most generous people I know. And 4) My grandparents are my heroes and I would be lucky to grow up and live a life half as influential as any of theirs. I can honestly say that my Heavenly Father could not have blessed me with a more perfect-fitting family. And today, I am more grateful than ever before for each member of my hysterical, over protective, extremely loud, and slightly dysfunctional family. I cannot wait to be with them, laughing until we cry, for forever.
Now if you've stayed with me this far, first I'd like to say thank you. Sometimes a girls gotta get a little, for lack of a better word, "feelings-y." And this blog will not always be so serious. In fact, I promise my next post will make up for the lack of laughable material in this one. If you know me well at all, then you know how I always say that my life should be a reality show. Crazy, funny, weird, ridiculous stuff happens to me on a daily basis and I try to battle these abnormally odd events with a somewhat of a sense of humor. And I REALLY hope that I'm not gonna be that loser girl who blogs about her life and is the only one who thinks she's hilarious. In fact, if I become that person, SOMEONE BETTER SPEAK UP. But until then, just sit back, relax, and get ready to giggle because, you guys...... now, I'M A BLOGGER!
