Two weeks left…

I will be packing up the remnants of my life in Utah. Coming here last August, I didn’t know what to expect. I was searching for meaning, clarity, and hope. I have found all three of these, and feel as though it is time to go back to where I started not that long ago. Being here, I have been blessed and inspired by so many. I have put my heart out there, and have learned the reasons behind certain things not working out. It has made me stronger. It has helped me understand the meaning of unanswered prayers. I am embarking on this journey with high hopes, and knowing I’m not alone. Ever. Leaving is very bittersweet. I am ready to get back, but the thought of leaving certain people behind, well, overwhelms me. These people have helped me realize how strong I am. The things I have endured through are greater than anything I ever thought possible. But I did it. I will never be able to fully explain to them the great impact which they have made on my life. I am scared, but I know I can conquer this fear. It is another chapter in my life that I will grow and learn from. 
It will be great, and I am ready.

a breath of fresh air

this past weekend ashton and i had the opportunity to road trip down to st. george with one of my new favorite people, mark. we went for our other friend marc’s farewell talk, but didn’t expect the plethora of fun we encountered.

it started with me leaving my phone in provo. on purpose. i needed to get away.

5 hours and 3 flying j’s later, we arrived in st. george…at 5:00 a.m. saturday morning.

i woke up 2 hours later to crying babies and what not.

2 hours after that the rest of the group woke up as well.

we went with marc’s family to breakfast and then…

we prepared to drive towards las vegas to the “ranch”. i’ll admit, i was quite nervous. i didn’t know what to expect at this so-called ranch.
when we got there i immediately envisioned a horror movie.
desert. miles from civilization. one mexican.
i was fearing for my life…for a moment.

ashton and i proceeded to take a cruise on the paddle boat, which was broken. thank goodness for the wind, or we would’ve been stuck in the middle of lindsey lake. the water was slightly colder than the arctic tundra, or i may have jumped in.

after a good while on the paddle boat ashton, mark, marc, and myself took a drive over to see the animals.

horses. donkeys. mini horses. llamas. cows.

tina and bobby, the llamas, would not leave us alone. bobby kept following us everywhere, and i was just waiting for him to spit on us. tina kept staring at us out of the corner of her eye…plotting her next move.

that kept us entertained for at least 47 minutes before we headed back to the lake. at that point we were exhausted from only 2ish hours of sleep. mark, ashton, and i ended up in the van. asleep.

before i knew it we were heading back to st. george.

that night we (the main 4 and 3 others we met) went to the “glowstick cave”. this was probably the most fun out of the trip. we had to climb down jagged rocks into this cave until it opened up into an open area. we then busted open 35 glowsticks and sprayed them everywhere, including all over ourselves. then, in the dark with only glowstick goo camouflaging us, we played hide and seek. i suggest everyone does this at some point.

after a couple hours we headed back home. hit up the hot tub. jumped in the freezing pool. slept.

sunday morning we woke up at noon after sleeping in the most comfortable bed.

we went to marc’s talk, then we all came back to his house where his parents had cooked amazing food.

barbecue. ribs. brisket. potato salad. baked beans. cornbread. heaven.

once our food digested a bit we all went to the temple. took great pictures. napped in the grass. went to the visitors’ center. it was wonderful, so peaceful. so warm.

not long after we began our trek back to provo. on the way home ashton and i had a great talk with mark, who has inspired me more than he’ll ever know. i love pure, honest conversations.

sorry for the novel, even though it could’ve been longer. this trip was very much needed.

thanks for reading.