Now I was not always a believer in change. Being the baby girl of my family, I grew attached to things and people very quickly and it was hard to let them go.
|I have the best friends in the world. That doesn't change.|
|Dad & I before he was set apart as Mission President. |
I love him too much.
Then it was my turn to change. BYU. Boyfriends. Mission. Boyfriends. Graduation. Finding the first job. Boyfriends. I've learned that from every experience, we gain insight, knowledge, maturity (hopefully) and wisdom...and in the long-run we change for the better (again, hopefully).
|Mom & I before being set apart. I am her. She is me.|
Now I'd be lying to say that I don't miss them. At times I still feel like that little girl who is crying over a sold van. But having left and served a mission, my joy and happiness for them to serve the Lord overwhelms those feelings and swallows them whole. It's been amazing to see them change and our family change because of it.
|Some friends never change. Kindred spirits.|
|Quotes that have helped me change.|
So I took a step and started my job search. New York. Boston. D.C. Phoenix. Salt Lake City. London. Madrid. Months and months of searching, trying to figure out where to go to next. A couple of interviews. Several e-mails of rejection. Then August happened. My bro-in-law told me his work, a market research / consultant firm was hiring located in: not New York, Boston, San Fran, or Madrid, but Richland, WA. Two hours away from home. Talk about a risk, right?! Sometimes the biggest adventures in life happen in the most unlikely of places. The job however terrified me. When I was in school and after I graduated, I never wanted to work for an agency or marketing firm. It was not my style. But I applied. Got an interview. Got an offer. All in a matter of two weeks which was WAY faster than I had "planned". Then it actually hit me. I accepted this change in my life, now I needed to follow through with it.
|My faith grows stronger. I fail at faith sometimes. |
It sustains me to know that failure is a part of the process.
Sometimes what may be perceived as failure, is actually victory.
Since moving here two months ago, it's all been a whirlwind of crazy. Packing. Moving. Flying for business trips. But I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE it! My job is AMAZING. It pushes me daily. Keeps me on my toes and the work is exciting. I'm near two of my sisters, which I love. They are my angels. Meeting new friends. Serving as the choir director at church, which is a blast. Change is GOOD. Hard at times, but GOOD.
|Doing hard things can lead to great things and great people.|
So life is good. It changes. Thank goodness for that.
The end. Blab to you next year.
|1st Business Trip: Miami Beach. I was meant to live by the beach.|
|Heaven on Earth. I miss our Heavenly Home. |
It's here that I'm reminded why I'm here.
|There is always good in life. Always.|