A lot has changed. For starters, I am now a health science major with an emphasis in health promotion. I was an education major, but decided to change because my instructor and a teacher I was paired up with for summer school gave me a review that I would not be an effective teacher due to being shy, soft spoken, and not being organized with my lessons (I depended too much on my lesson plans). I also did not know what to do in tough situations. Plus, I really don't like the pay for everything a teacher does and I do not want to take papers home to grade and spend time doing lesson plans. What I always imagined with my career was, I could come home and enjoy my family and not have to worry about work. So now I am a health science major and I want to be a health educator or even a wellness coordinator (they are pretty much the same thing).
Because of my new major, I am taking 13 credits online which sucks. Online classes are harder and have a lot more work since you are given deadlines and have to do classwork plus homework and not have a teacher teach you. The teacher is there to assist you if you have any problems. Right now Anatomy and Physiology is kicking my butt with learning the skeleton system and you need to know more than the bone names.
Another thing that has changed is I am married! I got married to my best friend and the love of my life on August 23rd in the Rexburg temple. It was the happiest day of my life and honestly I loved the sealing the most compared to the reception and even before my wedding day I knew I would love the sealing more. Once I was engaged to Taylor all I really wanted was to be married to him in the temple for all time and eternity and I really didn't care about the reception. I just cared more about the temple.
Our wedding started with Taylor waking up I think around 5:00 or 5:30 in the morning to go to the temple with my grandfather. I then was supposed wake up around 6:30 or 6:45 am, but I was a little too excited and woke up at 6:00 am, so I just got up and did my make up. I then needed to get into my Sunday's best which was a white t-shirt under my yellow maxi dress and then my white cardigan. I then proceeded to put my veil into my dress bag and as I was zipping my dress bag up, the zipper got caught in my veil and got stuck. Yay! Lucky me! Yeah, well I really wanted to cry and kind of went in panic mode. I was mostly scared that I would have a huge hole in my veil. But, my mother-in-law and I finally got my veil unstuck and there was a really small hole, which was not noticeable unless you looked very hard. I then went to the beauty college in Rexburg to get my nails painted and my hair done. I decided on yellow nail polish and my hair half up and half down curled. However, I was a little nervous having a half up and half down hairdo because when I was on my way to my appointment it was raining pretty good and I was afraid that it would rain all day and spoil the day. Anyway, I had Taylor and my grandfather come and get me after my hair appointment and when they got me it actually stopped raining. We then went to McDonald's for a fast breakfast since Taylor and I had to be at the temple at 11:00, which was an hour before we would be married in the temple. We then went to the temple and had to verify some stuff and then sat in one of the rooms called the Celestial room and we just sat there until some people got us to go to the sealing rooms. As Taylor and I sat in the Celestial room, I just felt really happy and at peace with my decision to marry Taylor. We finally went into the sealing room and were married for all time and eternity. The sealing was the best part of the day and was I think the happiest moment where I was happy and really peaceful. It took two people to get me in my wedding dress due to it being a corset back, so the other bride who was also married at 12 p.m. kind of beat me out of the bridal room. She was supposed to go out of the back doors of the temple and Taylor and I were supposed to go out the front doors, but she told the temple workers no and went out the front door, which made Taylor and I wait a bit before we could go out. When we got outside it was really cloudy and pretty cold for an August day. We were probably on temple grounds for about an hour taking pictures. Once we finished taking pictures, Taylor and I got in his car and went to our apartment (it's actually a townhouse) to pick up some flowers for our reception. Then, we went to Taylor's parents house for a small luncheon and it was really interesting eating in my wedding dress and I had to take a lot of precautions to not get anything on my dress. I was only allowed to water and a sandwich with chips. We then went to our reception and put some tealights into our center pieces really quick and then got ready for our guests. We actually didn't get too many guests due to other people have weddings on the same day and school was about to start a few days later. Most of the night I had to keep fixing the back of dress and had to take my shoes off. My dress got really itchy, so I was really happy to take it off after the reception.
Now we are approaching our two month anniversary (next Thursday) and married life is great. I'm glad I am married to my best friend and get to share a lot of laughs and memories together. Not every moment has been bliss because you have to get use to living with one another and become more selfless, but I really wouldn't change getting married for anything in the world. I am really happy where I am in my life and I know I'll keep on being happy.
In other news, I went to my first scare house on Saturday and I will never again go to one because I was right that I would hate them. I went to this place called the Haunted Mill and it was like an hour long thing. Because of the Haunted Mill I kind of get scared at the night that something will pop out and scare me. There was a lot of times where it was pitch black, times you had to crawl, walk on bridges, and there was a time where you had to walk in a lot of fog. There were a lot of illusions too, like there was one where it looked like you could fall and then a machine pushes you so you think you are falling off the edge. Towards the end I was walking down some steps and was behind Taylor when this thing popped out and got super close to me and had a chainsaw noise and I got really scared and started crying. To be honest, the whole thing made me cry because it was like a nightmare and felt like I was in a horror movie. Needless to say, I am never doing that again and I still hate scare houses and horror movies.
Monday, October 13, 2014
Monday, June 2, 2014
Education. Learning. Growing. Taking That Next Step.
Half way through the semester. Hallelujah! It needs to come to an end. My brain is fried since I have been doing school from September to next month. The seven week break needs to come quick.
I am taking one class where I go into an elementary school and get assigned to a certain grade and class. In this class we get experience. We have to teach three different lessons which are observed by different people. In the month of May I was assigned to a 3rd grade class and I taught two lessons. The first lesson could have gone better because I was a bit nervous and had no idea what I was doing, even though I created a lesson plan. My second lesson was way better, but need to be shorter. Now, I am in summer school working with the fifth and sixth graders (I get a new class every 50 minutes).
I have to say I do like teaching. I don't care if the pay isn't the greatest or about the safety of teachers. I know this what I need to go into. It moreover suits me. I feel rewarded whenever I can teach students a new concept. I had an experience last week where I was directed by my cooperating teacher to take one of her students into the classroom and have the student pass of their 12 times table. By passing off any sort of the multiplication table, someone has to time the student for x amount of minute and seconds, and the student has to finish the whole paper and get every question right. Once we got into the room, the student told me to time them, so I did. They didn't finish, which made them become undetermined. I sat with them for over a half-hour trying to encourage them and practice the 12's with them. Finally, after recess, the student and I went into the hall and I had them practice again. Then, they said they wanted to be timed. I handed the paper and before they were timed, they wrote the 12's out on the side of the paper (which they can do, only if they can do it by their selves). Once they wrote the 12's out, I timed the student. Time was up and the student finished and I checked the paper and they got every problem correct! So, the student's face lit up with joy and I felt like I really accomplished something and this made me realize teaching is what I need to go into. There will be hard times and there will be easy times, but that is with every job. We need to go into something we love or have a passion for.
Anyway, the semester is coming along, even though it can be pretty stressful at times. Wedding planning is coming along as well as finding an apartment to live and furniture. Once again, this is my choice and I know I am making the correct choice to marry my amazing fiance. He is always there for me when I am down, stressed, or going through a hard time. And I am there for him too. He is my ultimate best friend and I could not imagine not being with him. A world without him would be bleak, dark, and sorrowful. He brings light into my world, makes me incredibly happy, and is the greatest man I know.
I am currently taking, preparing for eternal marriage, which is an amazing class because it truly gives wonderful insights for how to have a successful and great marriage that will last for an eternity. I just had it today and I loved this one saying that my professor said: "marriage is like an empty box, you need to put everything into it." I also loved how he said that tough times will make a marriage grow stronger and it is the glue that interlocks the couple together if you go by it the right way. He even mentioned it is better to have some sort of hard time, then taking the easy way out. Then he emphasized how we need a budget because a lot of marriages are ending in divorce due to financial problems (people not budgeting, etc.). One of my readings for that class said that marriage is a faith-based work and we need to be confident with our marriages. Anyway, I really love that class because it really gives great insights that will make my marriage work if I do the things I learn (and I tell my fiance a lot of things I learn in class) and give it my all.
I don't think marriage should have a number if you are 18 and over because it should be up to you. If you feel mature and ready to take that step, then do what your heart wants. I thought it over many of times and I know what I want. I am following my heart. I cannot wait to marry my best friend because he means a lot to me and I want a life with him, which I know will be incredible (I will enjoy every moment of it--even the bumps in the road).
I am taking one class where I go into an elementary school and get assigned to a certain grade and class. In this class we get experience. We have to teach three different lessons which are observed by different people. In the month of May I was assigned to a 3rd grade class and I taught two lessons. The first lesson could have gone better because I was a bit nervous and had no idea what I was doing, even though I created a lesson plan. My second lesson was way better, but need to be shorter. Now, I am in summer school working with the fifth and sixth graders (I get a new class every 50 minutes).
I have to say I do like teaching. I don't care if the pay isn't the greatest or about the safety of teachers. I know this what I need to go into. It moreover suits me. I feel rewarded whenever I can teach students a new concept. I had an experience last week where I was directed by my cooperating teacher to take one of her students into the classroom and have the student pass of their 12 times table. By passing off any sort of the multiplication table, someone has to time the student for x amount of minute and seconds, and the student has to finish the whole paper and get every question right. Once we got into the room, the student told me to time them, so I did. They didn't finish, which made them become undetermined. I sat with them for over a half-hour trying to encourage them and practice the 12's with them. Finally, after recess, the student and I went into the hall and I had them practice again. Then, they said they wanted to be timed. I handed the paper and before they were timed, they wrote the 12's out on the side of the paper (which they can do, only if they can do it by their selves). Once they wrote the 12's out, I timed the student. Time was up and the student finished and I checked the paper and they got every problem correct! So, the student's face lit up with joy and I felt like I really accomplished something and this made me realize teaching is what I need to go into. There will be hard times and there will be easy times, but that is with every job. We need to go into something we love or have a passion for.
Anyway, the semester is coming along, even though it can be pretty stressful at times. Wedding planning is coming along as well as finding an apartment to live and furniture. Once again, this is my choice and I know I am making the correct choice to marry my amazing fiance. He is always there for me when I am down, stressed, or going through a hard time. And I am there for him too. He is my ultimate best friend and I could not imagine not being with him. A world without him would be bleak, dark, and sorrowful. He brings light into my world, makes me incredibly happy, and is the greatest man I know.
I am currently taking, preparing for eternal marriage, which is an amazing class because it truly gives wonderful insights for how to have a successful and great marriage that will last for an eternity. I just had it today and I loved this one saying that my professor said: "marriage is like an empty box, you need to put everything into it." I also loved how he said that tough times will make a marriage grow stronger and it is the glue that interlocks the couple together if you go by it the right way. He even mentioned it is better to have some sort of hard time, then taking the easy way out. Then he emphasized how we need a budget because a lot of marriages are ending in divorce due to financial problems (people not budgeting, etc.). One of my readings for that class said that marriage is a faith-based work and we need to be confident with our marriages. Anyway, I really love that class because it really gives great insights that will make my marriage work if I do the things I learn (and I tell my fiance a lot of things I learn in class) and give it my all.
I don't think marriage should have a number if you are 18 and over because it should be up to you. If you feel mature and ready to take that step, then do what your heart wants. I thought it over many of times and I know what I want. I am following my heart. I cannot wait to marry my best friend because he means a lot to me and I want a life with him, which I know will be incredible (I will enjoy every moment of it--even the bumps in the road).
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Why I Chose to Marry Young
Marriage. A hefty step in life where you merge your life selflessly with another person. Years, moreover decades, people would marry at a young age and the divorce rates were lower. Nowadays, people are getting married later in life because they want to get their educations, have a career, etc. But, we also see people of all ages, even younger adults moving in with each other instead of getting married. Moreover, I feel nowadays people are living together, unwed. So what is the difference? The big difference in my opinion is you don't have that official document that legally binds you as husband and wife. You can also easily walk out when the relationship gets tough.
I'll admit, I'm 18, will be two and a half months from my 19th birthday when I get married and 9 and a half months into my relationship. People think I am too young and feel that my fiance and I are rushing into marriage, or other words being rash. Some others think he controls me, when he never has. I feel like no one ever takes the time to ask me why I want to marry my fiance or why I want to get married this young. First of all, I do say I am young and our relationship and even are engagement is short, but it feels so right for me and us. I feel like some people get to know each other fast and some people take a longer time to get to know each other. With being away from school for three and a half months, my fiance and I always talked with text, snapchat, and FaceTime. Our FaceTime sessions would last for many, many hours. This allowed us to talk and really get to know each other. I know he knows the real me and I know I know the real me, and he feels the same way.
Marriage should not have an age to it. You should get married when you feel it is right and feel mature enough to take that step. There is no real "right" age to get married. It is all up to you, no one else. In my opinion, I feel I am mature and I know I have my head screwed on tight. I know who I am honestly and don't go out and experiment with different things. People will say from 18 to 28, you change. Yes, you do because you mature and have more life experience. However, every 5 to 10 years you change and become more mature, due to all the experiences you go through. I never been the partying type and don't feel I need to go out and party to have "fun." People tell me to go have fun. You know you can still go out and do things when you are married. You don't become an old person automatically because you are married. You don't become an old prude. You still have dreams and goals. When you are married you should have your own dreams and have dreams together. You can always do them together.
Anyway, with that said my fiance and I went on our first date on November 6, 2013. From there I wanted to date around and was afraid of getting my heart broken. I actually had my heart broken over the summer 2013 and didn't want to go through that feeling again. Plus, BYU-I has been nicknamed "BYU-IDO," and I always thought that marriage in college was okay as long as you focused on your education and had the same goals and wants. I even thought that if it happens, it happens. I would not marry the first guy unless I honestly know he is the one. This is what actually happened to me.
Let me back track to October 30, 2013, when I had such a rough day that day where I was envious of people getting dates and all. I prayed that night and just poured out my heart and asked Heavenly Father if I could at least meet my future husband. A few days later Taylor came into my life. On November 7, 2013 we had our second date and had our first kiss together, that date freaked me out, due to that kiss. That was my first kiss ever and let's say I froze big time and went into shock. Then on November 8, 2013 I went to the temple with a friend to do baptisms for the dead, while waiting I was praying about if I should continue to date Taylor or not. I then got this prompting where I felt and knew that if I kept dating him I would eventually marry him. I was actually freaking out once I got that prompting because I did not expect that. From then on I kept getting promptings here and there. My birthday came along a few days later and that night I really, really knew I wanted to be with him, but I was afraid to take that next step. Wednesday, November 12th, he found out me having another date with someone else that Thursday. He said he would allow me to date around if I wanted, but he wouldn't be around a lot because he did not want to get hurt. I then evaluated how I felt and decided that I did not want to lose him because I really, really liked him. That was my choice, then November 14, we made it official. He wanted me to make it official and do it when I wanted it. I felt the 14th was right, plus I wanted a relationship with him at that time. I may have told people that I did not want to rush into anything, but I then really thought about what I wanted and it was that.
I honestly feel like I know him so well and feel ready to make this step in my life. I know people say young marriages are doomed to fail, but every relationship is different. I feel a lot of marriages fail because people don't take the time to work their problems out and leave when it gets too hard. You need to work it out and be equals. A marriage should have love, comfort, support, caring, trust, etc. built in a marriage. Well, there are many other qualities too. A marriage is work, it is not a cake walk. You aren't going to make each other happy all the time. You really don't know the future. You can marry someone at any age and could even date them for a very long time or short time and still end up in a divorce. It is a leap of faith you take and you need to be prepared for it. Some people may say well how do you know he is the one? Well, how do YOU know your spouse that you married was the one? You are taking a chance and marrying them because you think that person is the one and being able to see that person in your future/life. So pretty much you can have a plan and life is life, things change and may not go to according to plan. Life can be a guessing game and you do not know what your future holds, no matter how old you are.
I want to marry my fiance because I love him and want him in my life. I want to be able to come home to him every night and have him be the first and last thing I see each day. I want to have each other able to confide, love, and support one another. We may be poor at first, but those years will be the best years of our marriage, because that will make us grow together and learn. It will make our marriage humble. We need to put our trust in the Lord. I want to marry him in the temple where I can make sacred covenants, receive grand blessings and promises. I know this will make my marriage great, especially when we put the Lord into our marriage. I very much want that.
I know my marriage will be great. Anyone can judge if they want, but you honestly don't know how I feel or my fiance feels. The only people who actually do is me, my fiance, and the Lord.
I know there can be a chance of divorce or things not going according to plan. But, I have faith. I know my fiance and I will work things out no matter what happens. We will be equally yoked and work things together. He always tells me I come first in our relationship, but I love to think we are equals. I know Taylor is the one for me because of who he is. He has his flaws and I have my own flaws. We are not perfect, but we look over them because we absolutely and truly love that person. I truly love and care for him. I know I am not making a rash decision. I have sat down many times to think about what I am doing and so has he. I read blogs about marriage (especially young marriages), scriptures, prayer, and I have read many General Conference talks on this. We know what we want in our early years of marriage and then in the future. We see things on the same page. I'm not trying to convince anyone on marriage, I am trying to have people see my thought process and how I view marriage.
Taylor always presented me with the idea of dating around and waiting to get married. Yet, I always turned him down on dating around because I wanted him, just him. I didn't date that much, I only had a few dates in college and my first date was actually prom. I have talked to many guys before and hung out with guys to know what I wanted in my future husband. You don't have to date a lot of people to know who to marry. I was the one who wanted to get married at the end of August 2014. He initially wanted November or December 2014, but I felt August was moreover right. That was my choice. It was my choice because honestly, I've always wanted a summer wedding, I wanted to make those sacred covenants in the temple, and I really do not want to get married during the middle of the semester.
With getting married, my fiance and I will still strive towards getting our bachelors and then our masters in our desired career choices. That is our #1 priority and goal that we have. We feel that in this day and age, we need to have careers, especially if something happened to him.
I am young, but I know in the end, I am making the right choice, no one can make this choice for me or even tell me that I am making the huge mistake in my life.
I'll admit, I'm 18, will be two and a half months from my 19th birthday when I get married and 9 and a half months into my relationship. People think I am too young and feel that my fiance and I are rushing into marriage, or other words being rash. Some others think he controls me, when he never has. I feel like no one ever takes the time to ask me why I want to marry my fiance or why I want to get married this young. First of all, I do say I am young and our relationship and even are engagement is short, but it feels so right for me and us. I feel like some people get to know each other fast and some people take a longer time to get to know each other. With being away from school for three and a half months, my fiance and I always talked with text, snapchat, and FaceTime. Our FaceTime sessions would last for many, many hours. This allowed us to talk and really get to know each other. I know he knows the real me and I know I know the real me, and he feels the same way.
Marriage should not have an age to it. You should get married when you feel it is right and feel mature enough to take that step. There is no real "right" age to get married. It is all up to you, no one else. In my opinion, I feel I am mature and I know I have my head screwed on tight. I know who I am honestly and don't go out and experiment with different things. People will say from 18 to 28, you change. Yes, you do because you mature and have more life experience. However, every 5 to 10 years you change and become more mature, due to all the experiences you go through. I never been the partying type and don't feel I need to go out and party to have "fun." People tell me to go have fun. You know you can still go out and do things when you are married. You don't become an old person automatically because you are married. You don't become an old prude. You still have dreams and goals. When you are married you should have your own dreams and have dreams together. You can always do them together.
Anyway, with that said my fiance and I went on our first date on November 6, 2013. From there I wanted to date around and was afraid of getting my heart broken. I actually had my heart broken over the summer 2013 and didn't want to go through that feeling again. Plus, BYU-I has been nicknamed "BYU-IDO," and I always thought that marriage in college was okay as long as you focused on your education and had the same goals and wants. I even thought that if it happens, it happens. I would not marry the first guy unless I honestly know he is the one. This is what actually happened to me.
Let me back track to October 30, 2013, when I had such a rough day that day where I was envious of people getting dates and all. I prayed that night and just poured out my heart and asked Heavenly Father if I could at least meet my future husband. A few days later Taylor came into my life. On November 7, 2013 we had our second date and had our first kiss together, that date freaked me out, due to that kiss. That was my first kiss ever and let's say I froze big time and went into shock. Then on November 8, 2013 I went to the temple with a friend to do baptisms for the dead, while waiting I was praying about if I should continue to date Taylor or not. I then got this prompting where I felt and knew that if I kept dating him I would eventually marry him. I was actually freaking out once I got that prompting because I did not expect that. From then on I kept getting promptings here and there. My birthday came along a few days later and that night I really, really knew I wanted to be with him, but I was afraid to take that next step. Wednesday, November 12th, he found out me having another date with someone else that Thursday. He said he would allow me to date around if I wanted, but he wouldn't be around a lot because he did not want to get hurt. I then evaluated how I felt and decided that I did not want to lose him because I really, really liked him. That was my choice, then November 14, we made it official. He wanted me to make it official and do it when I wanted it. I felt the 14th was right, plus I wanted a relationship with him at that time. I may have told people that I did not want to rush into anything, but I then really thought about what I wanted and it was that.
I honestly feel like I know him so well and feel ready to make this step in my life. I know people say young marriages are doomed to fail, but every relationship is different. I feel a lot of marriages fail because people don't take the time to work their problems out and leave when it gets too hard. You need to work it out and be equals. A marriage should have love, comfort, support, caring, trust, etc. built in a marriage. Well, there are many other qualities too. A marriage is work, it is not a cake walk. You aren't going to make each other happy all the time. You really don't know the future. You can marry someone at any age and could even date them for a very long time or short time and still end up in a divorce. It is a leap of faith you take and you need to be prepared for it. Some people may say well how do you know he is the one? Well, how do YOU know your spouse that you married was the one? You are taking a chance and marrying them because you think that person is the one and being able to see that person in your future/life. So pretty much you can have a plan and life is life, things change and may not go to according to plan. Life can be a guessing game and you do not know what your future holds, no matter how old you are.
I want to marry my fiance because I love him and want him in my life. I want to be able to come home to him every night and have him be the first and last thing I see each day. I want to have each other able to confide, love, and support one another. We may be poor at first, but those years will be the best years of our marriage, because that will make us grow together and learn. It will make our marriage humble. We need to put our trust in the Lord. I want to marry him in the temple where I can make sacred covenants, receive grand blessings and promises. I know this will make my marriage great, especially when we put the Lord into our marriage. I very much want that.
I know my marriage will be great. Anyone can judge if they want, but you honestly don't know how I feel or my fiance feels. The only people who actually do is me, my fiance, and the Lord.
I know there can be a chance of divorce or things not going according to plan. But, I have faith. I know my fiance and I will work things out no matter what happens. We will be equally yoked and work things together. He always tells me I come first in our relationship, but I love to think we are equals. I know Taylor is the one for me because of who he is. He has his flaws and I have my own flaws. We are not perfect, but we look over them because we absolutely and truly love that person. I truly love and care for him. I know I am not making a rash decision. I have sat down many times to think about what I am doing and so has he. I read blogs about marriage (especially young marriages), scriptures, prayer, and I have read many General Conference talks on this. We know what we want in our early years of marriage and then in the future. We see things on the same page. I'm not trying to convince anyone on marriage, I am trying to have people see my thought process and how I view marriage.
Taylor always presented me with the idea of dating around and waiting to get married. Yet, I always turned him down on dating around because I wanted him, just him. I didn't date that much, I only had a few dates in college and my first date was actually prom. I have talked to many guys before and hung out with guys to know what I wanted in my future husband. You don't have to date a lot of people to know who to marry. I was the one who wanted to get married at the end of August 2014. He initially wanted November or December 2014, but I felt August was moreover right. That was my choice. It was my choice because honestly, I've always wanted a summer wedding, I wanted to make those sacred covenants in the temple, and I really do not want to get married during the middle of the semester.
With getting married, my fiance and I will still strive towards getting our bachelors and then our masters in our desired career choices. That is our #1 priority and goal that we have. We feel that in this day and age, we need to have careers, especially if something happened to him.
I am young, but I know in the end, I am making the right choice, no one can make this choice for me or even tell me that I am making the huge mistake in my life.
Friday, February 21, 2014
All The Right Moves
You all may be wondering what I have been doing while I have been off from school. The answer is, doing online classes so I can get some pre-requisites out of the way. I'm half way through this semester and this time I actually love my classes. Yet, I feel like child development will be the death of me due to heavy work load. It feels like I am making a right choice with majoring in elementary education, which makes me excited. Plus, I am doing fantastic this semester and feel great about it.
Speaking of fantastic. This past weekend was pretty fantastic and great because my favorite person came to visit me. It honestly felt like my relationship with Taylor became stronger and picked up where we left off on December 21st. When I found out that he was coming around Valentine's Day I was really, really excited, like a little child on Christmas morning. I also felt that way on February 13th, the day he was coming in. Thanks to the snow storm, the majority of the flights coming into Maryland were closed, but Taylor's plane was surprisingly and thankfully on time and not canceled! :) It was great to see him and be able to laugh like crazy and smile around him. It was even great to show him baby pictures (I have no shame) and show him where I grew up. It was seriously great to see him since I missed him like crazy. He is my best friend in this universe and a great boyfriend. It was hard to see him go, but it was a bit easier this time since we have gone through this once (hoping to never do again, too painful). I know I will see him again and I know everything is right between him and me, that is how it always is. :)
Life is an adventure with mistakes and happiness.
Speaking of fantastic. This past weekend was pretty fantastic and great because my favorite person came to visit me. It honestly felt like my relationship with Taylor became stronger and picked up where we left off on December 21st. When I found out that he was coming around Valentine's Day I was really, really excited, like a little child on Christmas morning. I also felt that way on February 13th, the day he was coming in. Thanks to the snow storm, the majority of the flights coming into Maryland were closed, but Taylor's plane was surprisingly and thankfully on time and not canceled! :) It was great to see him and be able to laugh like crazy and smile around him. It was even great to show him baby pictures (I have no shame) and show him where I grew up. It was seriously great to see him since I missed him like crazy. He is my best friend in this universe and a great boyfriend. It was hard to see him go, but it was a bit easier this time since we have gone through this once (hoping to never do again, too painful). I know I will see him again and I know everything is right between him and me, that is how it always is. :)
Life is an adventure with mistakes and happiness.
Saturday, December 21, 2013
How To Say Goodbye
The end has finally come. I finished my first semester of college. Now I can put that behind me and be glad that is over. I'm currently on a plane going to Baltimore, trying to not cry. I had to leave someone behind today.
Let me fast forward to September 12, 2013. I was excited for college, yet absolutely terrified. My grandparents came past security with me to bid me farewell. I remember going into the corridor and starting to tear up as I took the last look at my grandparents. It wouldn't be four months until I see them again, which is today.
I never knew I would fall in love while I was out here in Idaho attending college. I thought I would date around and just have fun. No guy ever asked me out and I was bummed. I wanted to be with someone and I felt ready. I finally gave up. It wasn't until November 3, 2013, that I started to talk to Taylor, who asked me out. I remember having a peaceful feeling knowing this is the right thing to do. We went on a date and hit it off really well. Well, if you look at us now we are in a relationship. He's a great guy. He's sweet, kind, considerate, hard-working, loving, knowledgeable, a good example, a great listener, someone I can confide in and talk to for hours. He's just overall an amazing guy that I do not want to let go.
However, I had to let him go this morning. It was a day I've been dreading since my eighteen birthday on November 11th.
I did not sleep at all during the night. I can honestly say I pulled an all-nighter and learned to never drink an energy drink since well it makes me even more tired and makes me sick. Not the smartest move on my part. It's like that saying, "you live and you learn." As I went through this semester I made that my moto.
During the night, I was finishing late night packing and cleaning the bathroom for white glove. I then left early that morning.
My head was pounding, my stomach feeling queasy and I just felt terrible. I wanted to change my flight because I felt so bad. Today is not my day honestly and I will get to that shortly. Taylor sat near me before I went to security and I was just trying to take it all in. I knew from weeks before, I would miss him terribly. He has become a huge part of my life.
I didn't want to ever let me go out those doors of the airport and me past security. I wanted to be in his arms for a long time. I didn't know I would have such a hard time saying goodbye to him. At that moment when I went through security, I was a little bit more worried over my headache and upset stomach. I then grab two bins to put my laptop, cell phone, iPod, belt, shoes and jacket in. I put my backpack in front of one of the bins and my duffel back in the back of the bins. I thought it would be a good idea to push my duffle bag which would make the two bins and my backpack move up, but lo and behold, the bin with my laptop, phone, iPod and belt fell to the floor and I quickly say, "you go to be kidding me?"
I went up to the gate I needed to be near and dropped a couple of things off near a chair because I really needed something carbonated for my stomach. My headache and stomachache was finally starting to feel better. I sit down and call my grandparents to tell them I got behind security and just needed someone to talk to, to pass time. As I was talking to them, it hit me, I was starting to miss Taylor. When I talked about him I couldn't keep my voice even or couldn't read his letter he wrote me because I was upset. I didn't want this day to be here. I wasn't ready to say goodbye just yet.
As I sat on my first plane, I sat next to a girl who attends BYU-Idaho and we talked about how we were both education majors and I happened to talk about Taylor. Nothing wrong with talking about my boyfriend, right? Then, I finally made it into Salt Lake City airport where I started to text and SnapChat him and started to miss him like crazy. I actually got on the plane to Baltimore pretty early because I had priority boarding, so I decided to read his letter and started to cry like a fool in my seat. I don't think anyone saw me sitting here crying.
Now as I write this blog post and reflect on the time I had with Taylor, I start to get teary-eyed and think of how grateful we are to live in a technological era where we can FaceTime, Skype, or do Google Hangouts with anyone, anytime, in any place.
Saying goodbye is the hardest when it is a love one. Did I expect to have so much trouble with leaving? No, not at first.
On a lighter note, it is not my day because well, I dropped my phone in snow, wasn't feeling good, said goodbye to my boyfriend, dropped a bin at the security check-in point, and when I was in Salt Lake, I went to fix my duffel bag on my arm and my phone went flying out of my hand. Classic Kayla, right?
I have to say, I am excited to be home in two hours, but I cannot wait to go back to Idaho this Spring to be with my favorite guy and to start my education major. Taylor is like my best friend, I can tell him anything and everything. That's what I like about him.
Let me fast forward to September 12, 2013. I was excited for college, yet absolutely terrified. My grandparents came past security with me to bid me farewell. I remember going into the corridor and starting to tear up as I took the last look at my grandparents. It wouldn't be four months until I see them again, which is today.
I never knew I would fall in love while I was out here in Idaho attending college. I thought I would date around and just have fun. No guy ever asked me out and I was bummed. I wanted to be with someone and I felt ready. I finally gave up. It wasn't until November 3, 2013, that I started to talk to Taylor, who asked me out. I remember having a peaceful feeling knowing this is the right thing to do. We went on a date and hit it off really well. Well, if you look at us now we are in a relationship. He's a great guy. He's sweet, kind, considerate, hard-working, loving, knowledgeable, a good example, a great listener, someone I can confide in and talk to for hours. He's just overall an amazing guy that I do not want to let go.
However, I had to let him go this morning. It was a day I've been dreading since my eighteen birthday on November 11th.
I did not sleep at all during the night. I can honestly say I pulled an all-nighter and learned to never drink an energy drink since well it makes me even more tired and makes me sick. Not the smartest move on my part. It's like that saying, "you live and you learn." As I went through this semester I made that my moto.
During the night, I was finishing late night packing and cleaning the bathroom for white glove. I then left early that morning.
My head was pounding, my stomach feeling queasy and I just felt terrible. I wanted to change my flight because I felt so bad. Today is not my day honestly and I will get to that shortly. Taylor sat near me before I went to security and I was just trying to take it all in. I knew from weeks before, I would miss him terribly. He has become a huge part of my life.
I didn't want to ever let me go out those doors of the airport and me past security. I wanted to be in his arms for a long time. I didn't know I would have such a hard time saying goodbye to him. At that moment when I went through security, I was a little bit more worried over my headache and upset stomach. I then grab two bins to put my laptop, cell phone, iPod, belt, shoes and jacket in. I put my backpack in front of one of the bins and my duffel back in the back of the bins. I thought it would be a good idea to push my duffle bag which would make the two bins and my backpack move up, but lo and behold, the bin with my laptop, phone, iPod and belt fell to the floor and I quickly say, "you go to be kidding me?"
I went up to the gate I needed to be near and dropped a couple of things off near a chair because I really needed something carbonated for my stomach. My headache and stomachache was finally starting to feel better. I sit down and call my grandparents to tell them I got behind security and just needed someone to talk to, to pass time. As I was talking to them, it hit me, I was starting to miss Taylor. When I talked about him I couldn't keep my voice even or couldn't read his letter he wrote me because I was upset. I didn't want this day to be here. I wasn't ready to say goodbye just yet.
As I sat on my first plane, I sat next to a girl who attends BYU-Idaho and we talked about how we were both education majors and I happened to talk about Taylor. Nothing wrong with talking about my boyfriend, right? Then, I finally made it into Salt Lake City airport where I started to text and SnapChat him and started to miss him like crazy. I actually got on the plane to Baltimore pretty early because I had priority boarding, so I decided to read his letter and started to cry like a fool in my seat. I don't think anyone saw me sitting here crying.
Now as I write this blog post and reflect on the time I had with Taylor, I start to get teary-eyed and think of how grateful we are to live in a technological era where we can FaceTime, Skype, or do Google Hangouts with anyone, anytime, in any place.
Saying goodbye is the hardest when it is a love one. Did I expect to have so much trouble with leaving? No, not at first.
On a lighter note, it is not my day because well, I dropped my phone in snow, wasn't feeling good, said goodbye to my boyfriend, dropped a bin at the security check-in point, and when I was in Salt Lake, I went to fix my duffel bag on my arm and my phone went flying out of my hand. Classic Kayla, right?
I have to say, I am excited to be home in two hours, but I cannot wait to go back to Idaho this Spring to be with my favorite guy and to start my education major. Taylor is like my best friend, I can tell him anything and everything. That's what I like about him.
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
The End So Far
Today is the last day of classes. Boy am I happy for them to end. I could not stand 5 out of my 6 classes. The only class I really loved and enjoyed was Public Speaking. I went into that class thinking how much I would hate that class. I am not the person who likes to be the center attention and I can get shy in big crowds. This class happened to break me out of my comfort zone and helped me be less nervous. Usually, I'm shy and once I learn about the people I am around, I start to be more comfortable and more myself. If you know me, you will know I am actually a talkative person.
It's funny to think of my first day here on campus. I could not find any of the classes, I was always lost and was thinking, "what the heck did I just get myself into?" But, it was all worth it in the end. I feel like this semester was a huge trial for me. I was still figuring out who cared for me and who was not my friend. I had to get use to living with roommates and not wanting to scream my head off at any of them. I also grew up. Okay,I still have things to work on and need to grow up more. Throughout life we continue to grow and to grow up.
Before I came out here I would get attitudes with anyone and be quick to snap. I would not listen or do the things I needed to do, but with being out here I had to learn some of the adult responsibilities and just grow up and learn that life is rough. Life is never easy, we have to work on it and hope we can get by.
College has taught me that I need to stop procrastinating and to actually learn the essentials I need for my career. Out here I relied on my faith and promptings to know what I should do.
As I was finishing up my Public Speaking class this morning I realized that I should have a better attitude when it comes to people and to classes. Like I said in the beginning, I detested a lot of my classes because they showed me that I did not want to go into Public Relations, but that I wanted to become an elementary education.
Life is about to take me back to Maryland for the next four months. I've missed how green it is, my bed, home cooked meals, my family, my dog and my friends. Yet, on the same hand, I learned to love Idaho and now can say it is a home too. I've met some amazing people that has made me feel like I am worth something, that I am beautiful and I've met people who can make me seriously happy. I'm not ready to leave them during this four month break, but I have to, even though it hurts and it's hard. I'll miss the little things with them. With some friends like Riley and Laura, I'll miss running around campus laughing or walking up to the temple with them. With Kaisey, I'll miss going to the MC and talking to her or going up to the temple with her. I'll miss my FHE brothers and Julie, even though I didn't hang around them a lot, they were some really cool people. I'll miss talking to Kaitlyn. Then, there is one person I will miss a lot and that's Taylor. Taylor is a pretty special guy, he is the guy that has helped me realize who I am and what I want to become. He has made me realize that I really am pretty or beautiful and that I shouldn't let little, small things bother me. I'll miss his hugs and him holding my hand and just being around me. I hate to admit this, but I will miss him tickling me to get me in a better mood. He is my best friend and a great boyfriend. I'll miss all the small and big things about him. These people have changed my life and have changed it for the better. I want them to know I am so grateful for them. I may miss them during these next several months, however I have something to look forward to and that is coming back in April to see most of these amazing people and being able to be around them. They will always be here.
It's funny to think of my first day here on campus. I could not find any of the classes, I was always lost and was thinking, "what the heck did I just get myself into?" But, it was all worth it in the end. I feel like this semester was a huge trial for me. I was still figuring out who cared for me and who was not my friend. I had to get use to living with roommates and not wanting to scream my head off at any of them. I also grew up. Okay,I still have things to work on and need to grow up more. Throughout life we continue to grow and to grow up.
Before I came out here I would get attitudes with anyone and be quick to snap. I would not listen or do the things I needed to do, but with being out here I had to learn some of the adult responsibilities and just grow up and learn that life is rough. Life is never easy, we have to work on it and hope we can get by.
College has taught me that I need to stop procrastinating and to actually learn the essentials I need for my career. Out here I relied on my faith and promptings to know what I should do.
As I was finishing up my Public Speaking class this morning I realized that I should have a better attitude when it comes to people and to classes. Like I said in the beginning, I detested a lot of my classes because they showed me that I did not want to go into Public Relations, but that I wanted to become an elementary education.
Life is about to take me back to Maryland for the next four months. I've missed how green it is, my bed, home cooked meals, my family, my dog and my friends. Yet, on the same hand, I learned to love Idaho and now can say it is a home too. I've met some amazing people that has made me feel like I am worth something, that I am beautiful and I've met people who can make me seriously happy. I'm not ready to leave them during this four month break, but I have to, even though it hurts and it's hard. I'll miss the little things with them. With some friends like Riley and Laura, I'll miss running around campus laughing or walking up to the temple with them. With Kaisey, I'll miss going to the MC and talking to her or going up to the temple with her. I'll miss my FHE brothers and Julie, even though I didn't hang around them a lot, they were some really cool people. I'll miss talking to Kaitlyn. Then, there is one person I will miss a lot and that's Taylor. Taylor is a pretty special guy, he is the guy that has helped me realize who I am and what I want to become. He has made me realize that I really am pretty or beautiful and that I shouldn't let little, small things bother me. I'll miss his hugs and him holding my hand and just being around me. I hate to admit this, but I will miss him tickling me to get me in a better mood. He is my best friend and a great boyfriend. I'll miss all the small and big things about him. These people have changed my life and have changed it for the better. I want them to know I am so grateful for them. I may miss them during these next several months, however I have something to look forward to and that is coming back in April to see most of these amazing people and being able to be around them. They will always be here.
Monday, December 2, 2013
Break
Finally I got a break from school and boy was it great. I was longing to get out of my apartment and to have a nice long break from classes. Last Tuesday when break started and I actually left for Utah last Tuesday afternoon with my boyfriend. We got to Utah around 7:00 pm and didn't really do anything that day. But, on Wednesday, we headed up to Salt Lake City to see Temple Square since I have never been there since this is my first time out west. It was really fun to be with him for that whole day. We toured different areas of temple square and one thing that was crazy was City Creek Mall since you pretty much need to have money to shop there. We went into one store where a shirt was $98.00. Anyway, I do think how weird it is to see the temple surrounded by a lot of buildings in a city. We left Utah on Thursday (Thanksgiving Day) and I had dinner with him and his family. It was fun. I did miss my family during this break, however what I did this break helped me getting over missing them. I will be home in 19 days which is crazy. A part of me is excited to go home and see my family, chill around the house (even though I need to find a job), see my dog, hang with friends and just be back on the east coast and to be able to sleep into 10 or 10:30 am. Yet, another part of me wants to stay here where I can be with my boyfriends and friends. I think it will be a good thing for me to be home for four months.
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