That age of 21....

I seriously wish I could delete this last year from my life.... it was quite a disaster, if I do say so myself. Of course, if I deleted it all together, I would not have learned so much in terms of patience, trusting the Lord, and the sweet taste of repentance. Isn't that funny how life works? We have to experience the hard times, or the amazing ones would be wasted on us. I guess the last year has made me appreciate so much more in my life that I always took for granted, which is a good thing, of course. Up until now, I have always referred to my sophomore year in high school as the worst year of my life. I pretty much have erased that from year from my memory- it is not one I like to look back on with fondness. That year was a trial, to say the least. I always said I would never do that again; meaning, I wouldn't want to erase another day of my life. But... the age old prophesy that we who don't learn from our past are doomed to repeat it seems to be forever in play. Oh the fun of being a history nerd. Let's relive the more notable parts of the age 21, shall we?

*Getting to visit New Mexico during Thanksgiving and meeting my nephew, Jaxon, for the first time. <3 I love that kid. He is adorable, and the best nephew ever... even when he calls me at 7:30 AM on a Saturday.... We also got to go shooting, which was super fun... although cold... ;)




*I took 16 credits last fall, and it was my first semester since my freshman year of college that I actually got amazing grades! All A's, except 1 B! It was nice only working one job, and not 2, haha.

*Christmas break was a blast as well, as it was the first time I got to see my brother, Dallin, who I hadn't seen since before his mission :)


*I dyed my hair again... even though I had sworn off dying it. I know. But blonde just looks sooo good on me.


*I took both history senior seminars in one semester. I know, this actually sounds like a really bad part of this past year, but it actually helped me prove to myself that I can do things when they seem impossible... yes, 5 weeks before the end of the semester I had a 36% in my Trojan War class... but guess what? I pushed through! I wrote essay after essay, had late night after late night, melt down after melt down, and guess what? I did it. I passed every class that semester, even though I had been told by everyone that it would be impossible. It was an incredible feeling to once again show the world I could do something amazing. I guess most of the time I forget about my smart side, and just try to pass by, being unnoticed. Well, I was definitely noticed at the end of that semester :)

*I got to go to Minneapolis in June with a group from BYU-Idaho. It was one experience I will forever treasure from my college life. I had gone with a purpose- to get a job in the business world, and came back realizing that was not what I wanted to do with my life. Ha. As usual, I had no idea what direction to take after I graduated....



*I graduated from BYU-Idaho with my Bachelor of Arts in History in July. I know. I'm a nerd. I mean, seriously, who goes to college for that? Haha. Anyways, it was great getting my whole family to come up and celebrate with me :)


*I moved to Salt Lake City, and got a job at the Natural History Museum of Utah. I know. I'm living the history nerds dream, lol. Of course, I couldn't have done any of that without the help of Chris. She's amazing!


*I also had some amazing roomies, such as Sheridan, Jenny, Carly, Nicole, Alexa... etc. I learned soo much from all of them. And I love them all!! Even through all the rough stuff, it was a blessing to get to live with these amazing girls. They definitely helped shape me into who I am today :)

*One thing that was not a great part of the year was losing my Grandpa Elizondo. He was always my favorite relative (shh, don't tell anyone!). I always told him he couldn't die until after I got married... It was actually a big reason why I wanted to get married in Mesa Arizona- he'd have no excuse not to be there. Losing him sucked. A lot, actually. When I was younger I used to tell my mom that if I ever ran away from home, I would run to my grandpa's house. I loved him so much. I miss him every day.


Anyways, I turn 22 on Tuesday. I know. I'm old. For the longest time I was able to tell my siblings that since Lydia didn't get married until she was 22, they couldn't bother me until I was 22... and now... here it is. It's weird how fast life seems to go, looking back on it. The future always seems so far. At least I get to start 22 off on the right foot. I'm dropping my little brother off at the MTC on Wednesday. I know. Best birthday present ever <3

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