I haven't always succeeded in life. Sometimes each time I get up something seems to want to push me down. Sometimes I laugh until tears roll down my cheeks. Sometimes I sit in the wind and just breathe. Sometimes I feel like crying, and sometimes like flying. It's all me, and sometimes...I write these things down, and they're here for you to see.

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Announcements (No, not the kind you're thinking of)

Every once in a while I find myself sitting at my desk trying to do homework, but alas, 'tis to no avail.  It's usually those times when I either go looking for a snack, waste time on my computer, stare at my planner indefinitely, daydream, or blog.  Occasionally I do more than one at a time.

Tonight's random mumble of words comes from something I call Serendipity, which as shared by Cupcake is "finding something good without looking for it".  This can be in convincing your teacher to make your in-class midterm a take home due by the end of Friday, in walking barefoot in the drizzle of rain, or discovering yourself suddenly in the midst of love.  All very good things.

I've learned something in the past few weeks.  About love, and hardship, trust, honesty, hate, dedication, homework, and trials.  My status on Facebook last week read:

"This Week, conquered:
-9 papers, six due Tuesday.
-2 tests, because I decided to wait til Monday for the last one.
-350 pages of reading
-2 class presentation competitions
-Emotional days
and organizing Visiting Teaching. What now. I can do hard things.

All with less than 20 hours of sleep for the week. Yeah baby! It can only get better with General Conference this weekend!!! :)"

Yes, it is true.  Last week was one that I had serious doubts about surviving, but after Monday and all its hardships conquered, I realized I could do it, and the rest of the week, though hard, was bearable.  I'm realizing with each passing week that, yes last week was hard, but this next week is what's really going to be a challenge.

You know, I got on here with a specific purpose, but I can't remember for the life of me what that was.

Oh yes. Now I remember. General Conference was amazing, and the talks were centered very carefully around the questions and concerns I've had.  A lot about families, overcoming trials, and staying converted.  It will be great.  Also, this conference was monumental with the announcement that President Monson gave in the Saturday Morning Session about missionary work - young men can serve missions at 18 and young women at 19 if they so desire!!!!!!!!!!!  This is incredible!!! Usually, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints send young men out at the age of 19 and young women at 21 to be missionaries that spread the gospel and Christlike love and service to the world.  This OPTION is in hopes of bringing more people to the true knowledge of Christ and to help them know that He lives and is an influence in our lives.  This announcement will not only allow many more individuals to serve, but more to serve together.  I admit, while everyone is talking about RM (Returned Missionaries) dating experiences, changes in families, in school decisions, in life really, my first thought was - "Now boyfriends and girlfriends can serve at about the same time".  Crazy, huh?

With this great announcement, and the fact that I'm 20 and therefore "eligible", I had some thinking to do.  It took me about 10 slack-jawed, smile-starting seconds of my life to let this sink in, and while the second phase of excitement and implications set in, I considered it.  I haven't been planning on serving, what with Keys coming back in less than 9 months, and I'm in school, and have the calling and blessing of being Relief Society President.  That, and other reasons (aka boys).  Though I would confirm this a few days later in the temple as a request rather than question, my answer is still the same, and my decision firm.  I don't know why I need to announce it to the world, but just so you know, I'm not planning on serving a mission at this time.  In communicating, I made it clear that if it was His will that I would go, but if it was okay if I continued with my plans, would that be okay? - The answer was yes, and unless I get the huge urge to go, I'll wait until I can serve abroad with my husband.  I figure I can do a lot of good here, and someone needs to be around to date the poor boys with half of their dating prospects on missions. ;)

Kidding.

Mostly.  Anyway.  Life is busy, to the extreme.  Life is good.  Hard.  Tiring.  But, as I'm finding out- doable. For now, I'm going to bed.  Sweet dreams, world of wonder,

Love, Me.

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