Let's talk about family.
When I first moved to Logan to start school, I thought I was leaving my family. To be honest, I was kind of happy at that moment to get away from them and be myself, but naturally I still had some struggles moving. I went home frequently, usually to do laundry and get food, but it was nice to see my family too, I guess. It was nice to go back where people really knew and loved me.
It's been difficult for me to be on my own when I get sick, or I forget something, or need to be somewhere and I no longer have my mom I can just call up to help me right then. I obviously didn't realize just how much I relied on my parents for so much. I've learned a lot though, and it's been good to sort of grow up, but I've also realized that growing up doesn't mean not needing any help anymore.
I'm almost done with my third semester of college, and I've been blessed to live with some of my same roommates the whole time. I didn't know them coming in last fall, but it's amazing to me how much like sisters they are now. Everyday I think I've reached the maximum love I could have for them, and then BAM it grows some more!
They have been angels to me, and truly my family. Recently I was sick, and they took such good care of me. I was also super stressed with an assignment and was going to have to stay up quite late to finish it, and one of them came downstairs and said, "My mom always stayed up with me when I had to finish something. So even though I can't take it away from you/do it for you, I can keep you company." Seriously one of the sweetest things. I really can't imagine college without them!!
Another person I'd like to talk about is the old man who drives the bus. I met him last year, and actually became friends with him because of my two roommates': he's a great uncle to one, and became friends with the other because she rode his bus. He is one of my greatest blessings too, and has become family. He has taken such good care of me in a lot of ways, and even though I don't really go to him a lot for many things, I know he would help me out if I really needed him to. His whole family has become my family, and it's so lovely to see and talk with him on the way to school.
There are so many other people here in Logan that have become my family, and let me know that I'm not alone. I'm grateful that family doesn't have to be just those who share the same blood (although I'm grateful for them too!!!), but it can extend to every person you develop a relationship with. :)
I love my families. They're pretty much the greatest thing I've ever been blessed with. And I'm grateful for the knowledge that they are eternal, and I think that in some way, we'll be able to stay connected to even those that aren't directly related to us in the traditional sense...
When I first moved to Logan to start school, I thought I was leaving my family. To be honest, I was kind of happy at that moment to get away from them and be myself, but naturally I still had some struggles moving. I went home frequently, usually to do laundry and get food, but it was nice to see my family too, I guess. It was nice to go back where people really knew and loved me.
It's been difficult for me to be on my own when I get sick, or I forget something, or need to be somewhere and I no longer have my mom I can just call up to help me right then. I obviously didn't realize just how much I relied on my parents for so much. I've learned a lot though, and it's been good to sort of grow up, but I've also realized that growing up doesn't mean not needing any help anymore.
I'm almost done with my third semester of college, and I've been blessed to live with some of my same roommates the whole time. I didn't know them coming in last fall, but it's amazing to me how much like sisters they are now. Everyday I think I've reached the maximum love I could have for them, and then BAM it grows some more!
They have been angels to me, and truly my family. Recently I was sick, and they took such good care of me. I was also super stressed with an assignment and was going to have to stay up quite late to finish it, and one of them came downstairs and said, "My mom always stayed up with me when I had to finish something. So even though I can't take it away from you/do it for you, I can keep you company." Seriously one of the sweetest things. I really can't imagine college without them!!
Another person I'd like to talk about is the old man who drives the bus. I met him last year, and actually became friends with him because of my two roommates': he's a great uncle to one, and became friends with the other because she rode his bus. He is one of my greatest blessings too, and has become family. He has taken such good care of me in a lot of ways, and even though I don't really go to him a lot for many things, I know he would help me out if I really needed him to. His whole family has become my family, and it's so lovely to see and talk with him on the way to school.
There are so many other people here in Logan that have become my family, and let me know that I'm not alone. I'm grateful that family doesn't have to be just those who share the same blood (although I'm grateful for them too!!!), but it can extend to every person you develop a relationship with. :)
I love my families. They're pretty much the greatest thing I've ever been blessed with. And I'm grateful for the knowledge that they are eternal, and I think that in some way, we'll be able to stay connected to even those that aren't directly related to us in the traditional sense...
Some of my Cache Valley Family!
West Point Family!
