Taking a trip home can be like transporting to another
world. I live in a place, where none of my family resides and it’s great. My
roommates and friends in the ward are my family when I am away from home, and I
have no complaints. I am allowed to be independent and do as I please. However,
it is like a breath of fresh air to visit home every once in awhile.
This past week, I was able to take a couple days out of my schedule;
more like cut a chunk out of my next paycheck, and fly back to California. It’s
like recharging my batteries. It’s a place that is so familiar and the people
you are surrounded with have grown up with you. There are no judgments passed
inside my family’s home and I can just be myself 100%.
I feel rejuvenated and have a fresher more clear perspective
on who I am and what I need to do. It’s nice. I am ready to go back to Utah,
just maybe not work haha. This trip reminded me of how truly blessed I am, and
I don’t think anyone can get enough reminders of that. Heavenly Father has
given us this life, filled with trials and moments of joy. We are here to
learn, and for that, I am appreciative.
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