I joined an actual singles (non-student single) ward. It is in the Sugarhouse Stake. While I still feel a little bit awkward and haven’t made a lot of friends in the ward, I also am still certain that it is the place where I belong. I’ve recently gotten to know my bishop a little bit better, and I think he may be one of the reasons that I made this switch.
One of which was a double all-nighter on a 48 hour road trip to Denver to get my passport for the aforementioned trip to the British Virgin Islands.
I completed my first professional internship with the Utah Foster Care Foundation. I spent my time interviewing potential foster parents and helping to recruit more potential foster families. That experience has given me the desire to become a foster parent myself one day. You should look into it too.
- Hitchhiked for the first time in my life.
- Had to get tested for HIV after an unpleasant experience with a used heroin needle.
- Stayed in a hostel that I’m pretty sure the movie “Hostel” was based on.
- Became addicted to peanut butter M&Ms.
- Paid $75 for an order of chicken wings.
- Had my first experience with a truly psychotic child.
- Completely lost my ability to hold back tears in front of other people.
- Came in contact with one little boy who I’m fairly certain has changed my life forever.
- Came in contact with one adult boy who I’m fairly certain has changed my life forever.
- Taught genealogy to people as part of a street fair in Harlem. Thanks to the Harlem 1st Ward.
I came home from summer back to reality. But this time reality didn’t knock the crap out of me.
After a few weeks of looking I found two jobs, both of which I love but in very different ways.
- One is as a program assistant for the Girl Scouts of Utah. I am working on a grant that will enable me to teach leadership skills through service learning to girls in rural areas throughout Utah.
- The other is as a youth advocate for Salt Lake City School District. I am teaching leadership skills through service learning to children in urban areas. Imagine that.
After working for a few weeks, I took yet another road trip across the country to help Becky and Adam relocate to Virginia. I felt like I got to know my 4 year old nephew Jack a lot, which made it harder to say goodbye to him. And Becky and Adam, you know. I spent 16 hours in a car by myself, which I hadn’t done before. It was AMAZING driving through these lonely 2 lane highways in Kentucky. It was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
Life is good, isn’t it? I can’t help but think of how much has changed in a year, yet how much is still the same. I live in the same house, I’ve made some new friends, and lost track of a few old ones, but I still cherish all of them. Hannah Montana still gets the best of both worlds, the church is still true, Jesus still lives, and families can still be together forever.
Yup. Good times.