well...that was fun.

guess what lovies? i served a mission.
it's over.
weird.
leaving florida was the hardest thing i've ever done. elder shelley and sister poulsen know...they witnessed this little girl's breakdown.
my family certainly pieced my heart back together. props to pops for being a worthy Priesthood holder. he helped me keep it together.
...in reality, He helped me...
always has, always will.
since being back, i've been asked appx. 30,000 times "so what are you doing now? what are your plans?"
not gonna lie, it started getting on my nerves. but, after my studies this morning, i learned something which totes changed my perspective.
having everyone talk to me about my life and my progress has kept me on my toes. it provides me a measure of motivation to keep growing, to keep moving. that constant inquisition has been the catalyst of my daily fight.
but...the attention that an rm receives only lasts x amount of months...so who pushes you when the questioning stops?
the spirit.
if we're worthy of His daily guidance, His input, His steady stream of "what's your plan," we're able to find the wherewithal to take the next step. often times, a new step.
gave me a stronger desire to stay worthy of His companionship. nothing scarier to me than a stagnant life...seriously don't want to morph into that once the mish hype is dead.
so onward to consistent righteousness.

now...what the heck am i doing? got job at welfare square. it's a dream. a hilarious dream. i love the people, and working for the Lord promises a satisfying day every day. still in the process of figuring out school. it's hard to know exactly where i need to be. i'll keep you posted. wednesday night is temple night with my epic mission trainer shannon durr. always a highlight. and the weekends...bwahaha...the weekends have been good to me. terrific times with my homies, dating, partying, dating, and more dating.
i've seriously never gone on so many dates in my entire life. before the mish, i simply was not a fan. said no a lot. i'm learning to enjoy it...it can be confusing though.
went to the City Creek YSA Ward on sunday. pretty awesome. more diverse than provo wards. many different races, cultures, languages...converts...variety of ages. i loved it. that's the beauty of living in the city. such a melting pot. lots of missionary opportunities. we meet at lds business college. sweet views :)

my family is so wonderful.
my dad is incredible at KSLTV/DESERET NEWS. the main reason? his career isn't based on what he does...it's based on who he is. inspiring.
my mom is terrific. she's the personal stylist for the news anchor ladies. pretty rad. she's also a genius. and just as silly as me. i love it.
syd and adam are such devoted little parents. they're naturals. jack adores mommy and daddy. i can only imagine when i'm a mother...formula powder all over me, unkempt hair, spit-up on my neck, screaming baby in my arms.
yikes.
they're amazing though. they teach me :)
cal is being a boss in provo. his job is super tiring, but he gives it his all day in, day out. he's one of the hardest working people i know. legend.
and then me. little old me. surviving the real world, real boys, and real cold weather. i'm certainly a work in progress, but i've got a smile on.

random:
-i forgot how obsessed i am with music.
-the 49ers gave me an anxiety attack.
-i like watching people stare at my florida bug bite scars. and by like, i mean dislike.
-talking on the phone with my converts makes me quietly emotional. everytime.
-i hate tv.
-i adore my nephew

"...life is good if we live in such a way to make it so. Believing, desiring, deciding, and choosing correctly are the simple actions that define an increase in happiness and an increase in the inner assurance that transcends this life." -Benjamin De Hoyos

be happy, crazy, and brave.

xo, birdy