Good Things Keep Coming

Around this time last year, I was nervous and stressed and going out of my mind preparing for the culmination of my senior year.  I hadn't really decided where I was going to college.  Every one kept bringing it up.  I remember being on a road trip with my dad and getting an email, inviting me to an exclusive reception event for the Huntsman program.

I wrote these words when my mind was going in circles:

"I don't know what to do.  What if I'm supposed to go to BYU? What if I'm supposed to go to USU? How am I supposed to know.  What if I never find the answer.  What if I spend half my life wondering where and when.  I think of all my...

Heavenly Father, I want to get out of Logan.  I want to escape.  I want to leave and be brave.  I want to leave.  And I can't do that at Utah State.  I can't.  Even though it's cheaper.  Even though I may have great opportunities.

What do I really really really really want? I want to leave.  I want to leave Cache Valley."

When you are in the middle of transition and decisions, it seems like you will never see the light.  Things will never be made clear.  And everything is hard and confusing.  And a small part of you is afraid that nothing will be as good as it is right now.

This extremely blurry picture is a testament to me that this is where I'm supposed to be.  I am in the spot, meeting the people I need to meet, having the experiences I am supposed to have.  

And in a year from now, I will wonder why on earth I was sad about my freshman year ending when I was going to meet so many beautiful, great people in this new stage in my life.  

I am grateful I have a Heavenly Father who continually sends good things my way. 

xo. Elise