BE WARNED: this post is going to be all over the place. I guess I just need to get out some thoughts.
This past week was honestly one of the best Thanksgivings I have ever had. Forty people (mostly my dads side of the family) all gathered in St. George at my parents house. It was insane, but in a good way. I absolutely love my family. They certainly know how to have a good time, which was just what I needed to get my through the rest of the semester. I cannot stop talking about them! I'm sure my friends are tired of hearing about how amazing my mom is, or how clever Bridger is, or how freaking hilarious my cousins are. But you know what, I don't really care. I'll shout it from the rooftops all day! I LOVE MY FAMILY!! I am just so stinkin blessed. Instead of writing all about it, I'm just going to say go see my moms post about it. She can say it better than I can...and now I don't have to write as much :)
These last couple weeks have been very interesting to say the least. Nothing insanely huge had happened, but I've definitely learned lessons, discovered things about myself and things I want in my future...deep for me I know. This semester I declared Sociology as my major, and I'm honestly quite happy about it. I'm going to focus on Social Work. I know it doesn't get the praise that...well pretty much any other major gets, but I know that this is something that will help me become a better mother and if I need to work it is something I will enjoy doing. So take that.
I leave for Spain in 39 days!!! Holy Man Cow! My last preparation class was today...and to be honest I don't feel very prepared. The tickets are bought and the last payment will be paid tomorrow, so you think that would make it really official...but I don't think it's really hit me yet. I'm scared out of my mind! There I said it. I ask myself often "What the freak was I thinking?!" I don't know Spanish. I'm going to be so freaking far away. I won't be able to just go home to St. George if I have a bad week. I can't go to Ashley's room or to Jamie's house if I need to get away from people. I'm going to miss Spencer leaving on his mission. I'm going to miss out on friendships and relationships. BUT. I know this is what I am suppose to be doing. When I applied I had such a great feeling about it! So did my family and close friends. How can I have that feeling if it isn't the right thing to do. So a mini personal freak out every now and then is acceptable...but in the end. I CANNOT WAIT! I have so much to do but I know it will all work out and that I will learn so much from this experience. It will all be worth it.
till next time