March

March,

I'm hoping you bring warmth, March.

I'm hoping you keep the snow melting and the sun shining. Spring is coming. (Thanks, Punxsutawney Phil).

I'm hoping you'll continue to give me motivation.

These last couple of weeks I've taken a lot of hits but have also had a lot of victories. I've finally gotten ahold of myself enough to at least do all of my homework. (The situation was probably as bad as it sounds). I finally feel like I've found the creative juices I've been craving for the last (almost) twenty years. (I've always known I was a creative, and though I still often don't feel good enough, I've finally started creating the things I want to, putting myself to work and working through the creative blocks. I'm making progress.) But although I've began to get a hold on my life, I'm not sure it was in time to save this semester (my grades are definitely seeing the consequences of these last seven weeks, but there's still six weeks left. If anyone is actually reading this, please pray).

March, you're bringing me the last month of my teens. Twenty. It sounds perfect and daunting all at the same time. But it also just feels like another year.

Maybe you'll give me more hints as to where I am going (should I focus on where I'm supposed to be or where I want to be? I don't think I know the answer to either.)

Bring it on, March. I'm ready for your challenges and trials.

There's a small light at the end of this cold, wintery, school-bound tunnel and I'm determined to reach it.

February, pt. ii

Well February,

You did give me a hint of where I'm going.

Mexico. I'm gonna be living in MEXICO.

Honestly, who would have thought. I didn't think I was going to end up getting into any country for ILP, but then out of nowhere, I'm walking out of the temple and when I turn my phone on, I've got a text saying there's a spot in Mexico.

Wow am I excited.

This summer is going to be MY summer. I'm finally doing a service trip and I'm finally traveling again.

I still have no clue what happens after Mexico, though.

But for a few brief moments, I have some idea of what's coming.

So that's what you brought me, February, you brought me a hint of my future, and it was indeed good.

Very good.

February, you also made me understand just how important Arizona is to me. Arizona is home. I long for it.

So long, February. And see ya soon, March.

mexico

PIZZA

a surprise visit from aubs

a spontaneous trip to arizona, my love

snow and the rexburg temple; first time doing baptisms in a while

SO. MUCH. SNOW. (and it's all melted just three days later...)

February

Dear February,

I hope to find out where I'm supposed to be this month, or at least in the next few.

There's a number of options in my life right now, and a lot of the decisions are out of my control.

Really Hoping Punxsutawney Phil doesn't see his shadow this week. Spring can't come soon enough.

Bring me something good, February.

January, pt. ii

January,

I'm still trying to figure out where I'm supposed to be.

Nevertheless, you've been good to me.

January

Hey, January.

Back in Idaho this month (I'm currently writing this from my apartment bedroom).

New year? Ready.

New Semester? Not.

I haven't mentally recovered from last semester, and I'm already feeling quite overwhelmed about this one.

But, I'm ready to meet new people. I like that part of school, even while I don't like a lot of school right now.

I hope this new month, new semester, and new year brings me a lot of new people to meet.

See ya in a month.