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It's been a little bit,,,

Holy cow! This is what happens when life gets busy, there is no left over time to blog! Well these past few weeks have been very interesting, but at the same time, very exciting! So if you don't mind, I am going to let it all spill out...
With a new semester beginning, I feel like I always have my nose in a book. For every class that I signed up for, requires pages upon pages of reading each night, not that I don't like reading but seriously, it gets so boring sometimes. Three weeks in and I am already learning so much, wow! I will be grateful for any breaks that come up though... Fridays=no class=a little relaxation.
 For the past little bit, I have been contemplating my major, if I should transfer to do another program, or stay at the U. Well the first day of the semester I had a meeting with my counselor about my options and declaring my major. Not only did this help me decide, but it totally made it more difficult for me to make the final decision. This is when the temple and prayer became my best friend. No one else could help make me choose what I should do. Finally, two weeks later I received my answer. I was talking to some family members about the things I love to do and wish to accomplish, every single answer was about Health Promotion and Nutrition. As much as I want to do Respiratory Therapy, I knew that for now, it is not the direction I should take. I had the biggest burning in my heart that helping people better their lives is my calling in life! I was so relieved that my answer had came, that night, only five days before my application had to be turned in, I started and finished my entry essay. I was prompted to get a four year degree at the University of Utah, and then, if I still desire, go on to Respiratory Therapy. I know that great things will come about this. I just don't know what they are quite yet.
A few days ago I received a letter in the mail, it was addressed to me, but it was also from me. Back in 2007, at girls camp, the Young Woman's President, Kelly Davis, gave us the challenge to write a letter to ourselves in five years. She had promised that no matter where we ended up living she would send us the letter and it would eventually find us. When I got it, I was expecting this long elaborate letter telling about certain things that were going on, or goals, that I wanted to keep. I open it up, with my dad standing next to me, only to find one...ONE sentence. We both looked at each other, and laughed, because normally, I am the one to write pages and pages for letters. Even though it was just one sentence, I have never been so happy to receive that letter. Short and sweet here is what it said, "Be humble IN ALL THINGS, and be grateful FOR ALL THINGS..." Wow! Now that I read it, I realize how powerful those words are and have been in my life. How ironic that 14 year-old me would write that. I really needed those words to help me get through some rough times ahead. So Kelly, if you read this, thank you so much! This tender mercy has changed my life!
This last little bit has been so fun! I have challenged myself that since I don't have school on Fridays, to make those Temple days. Oh how wonderful my days turn out when I do go. I have been so blessed since I started going, in so many ways. They are far too personal to say but just know that through faith, prayer, scripture study, and temple attendance in my life has made me become a better person and the mouth of Heaven has been opened up to let me know that my Heavenly Father does care about me and love me. This action has made me become closer to my family, gain a stronger testimony, make new friendships, and even forgive those who have done hurtful things to me. I have been overwhelmed with happiness and I won't turn back now. I am ready for anything that comes my way and I can't help but smile! Taking reasonable risks has been the motto I started to live by, when everything fell into place. So friends, I am not trying to preach to you, or make you join the church I belong to, or anything like that, I'm just telling you that there are tender mercies out there for you, all you have to do is be patient and THINGS WILL FALL INTO PLACE!! I love you guys!

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