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Thursday, October 27, 2016

"Everything has changed and yet, I am more me than I've ever been."- Iain Thomas

I am doing something that never happens: writing a blog post at 11 pm. Most of you know that I like schedules. And that I've been going to bed around 10 since I was in college. But sometimes, there's this feeling that won't go away until you've written something down. So here I am. I always tell my mom that something builds up inside me to where I can't ignore it and I just have to write it down. I think this is part my English major background, but also because as an INTJ, I suck at processing my emotions/feelings and blogging helps me to sort out my life. I hope this makes sense.  If it doesn't, sorry. You don't have to continue reading.

 Anyway, I am blogging so late at night because I just finished watching How to Make an American Quilt. My mom LOVES the soundtrack and I grew up listening to it in the car. That music will always carry me to my mother wherever I am. In the movie, which is actually based off a book, there are a few women sewing a love quilt where the theme is "Where Love Resides," The movie journeys through these women's love lives. But the part that gets me the most is the very last scene. One of the women meets the person she ends up marrying while she is diving. They also go diving on their first date. Through the course of the movie, he ends up leaving her. She doesn't dive anymore. But the end of the movie, with the score swelling as it happens, she is an old woman and she climbs up to the high dive and jumps in. That's the way it ends. And I cry every time. I cry because I love that even though she's had so many crappy things happen to her, she was willing to go back to her passion and remove the limit she had put for herself. The rest of the movie is okay, but that scene just inspires me so much. It doesn't matter what point you are in life, you can jump off the high dive.

Also, now you should listen to the song:

After I watched it , I was reminded of the quote that I titled this post. My friend Sofia posted it the other day and it really spoke to me. My blog header used to have my title of the blog on it: Anything but Ordinary. I still love that title. Because it's true. I don't want to be an ordinary person. I want to be an extraordinary version of myself. I also strongly believe in change. And these past two years, serving my mission and coming home, have been the most transformative for me. I think it's because while on my mission, I had to face some things. But more on that later.

I've always been intrigued by the old phrase of doing one thing a day that scares you. I used to do my 'fear of the day' in college. I checked off ordering my own food, riding on the Tower of Tear (only slightly traumatic at the age of 21), calling my dentist to schedule an appointment, and applying to Georgetown even though I didn't feel anywhere qualified. But it wasn't until a recent conversation with my Omi that I realized I wanted to change that a bit. She mentioned that all the times I've said I would never do something, I almost always DID do them and enjoyed them. I said I would never go on a mission. When I decided to serve, I said that I was fine to go anywhere but a third world country. Then I did go, served in the Dominican Republic, and it's been the most rewarding life experience I've had thus far. I laugh thinking about the things I survived that I thought I would never do. But mainly, thinking about the six weeks my companion and I didn't have running water, so we either had to beg for someone to lend us 5 gallons of water (to share between us) for one week or use baby wipes. But here's the thing: I survived that. And not only survived it, the rest of my mission taught me so much. Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I had stuck to my mantra of never serving a mission. It's sad to think about. I also said I would never be a teacher, and here I am, an applicant for an MA in Teaching English as Second Language. Before my mission. I said I would never love being outdoors. But now, I love being outside and exploring. Basically, her words hit me. And I realized, I needed to do more things. I realized that I was limiting myself. I was giving myself unnecessary boundaries.

So I made a list of a few things I said I would never do. I won't share that now because some of them are personal. But one seemingly dumb one stood out: running. I HATE running. I said I would never ever run. And then I started thinking about why. And I could scarcely admit it to myself, but I was self conscious. I grew up with siblings who ran and a best friend who was a crazy good runner. Comparatively speaking, I was in no shape (both figuratively and physically) to even be close to them. So I shut it down without ever really trying it.

So I decided to be brave. Take a jump off the high dive. I went on a run around the lake near my house a few weeks ago. And can I tell you: IT WAS SO LIBERATING. I knew no one and no one was around. I realized I loved how it felt. I loved being able to focus on something and also be processing my day in mind at the same time. I've been going on runs every week now. And I while it's not my favorite thing yet, it is slowly developing into something I enjoy. (Don't fall off your chairs everyone. People can change).

As an INTJ woman, I lead a very cautious life. I don't let people in very easily. People seem to think that since I am a very public person that I trust people. But I realized doing this (still on-going) experiment, that I never really let people in.  I treat life like a chess board, always looking forward and moving my pieces around until I win. I like to always be ahead of the competition. I like to know what my opponents are thinking. And if I sense any emotional danger, I run. I like to analyze what moves make the most sense at specific times. But the thing about life is that there are people in it who are most definitely not pawns. Most people are on your side of the board. They're NOT your opponents. They're protecting you. And while it may be scary to be vulnerable and let them in, it's so much better and more fun to let them in. *Also, as an aside, I don't really know how to play chess... so if this metaphor doesn't quite work, just ignore it. You get the point*

So going back to the quote, a lot has changed. I'm not at Georgetown. I am applying for a degree where I will become a teacher. I go on runs outside at least four times a week. I count the calories I eat. I want to be a mom. (This is a big one. I always said I never wanted to be a mom, but change is great). And you know, actually admitting to all of this makes me drop the facade I've carried for so long. I've always wanted to have the illusion that I have my life together. That I know what I'm doing. I am a people pleaser. And that's great, because I end up helping a lot of people. But finally freeing myself to saying, "yes, I think I will try that" has allowed me to become more who I am inherently. I hope all those who read this will be able to realize the limits they are putting on themselves. Then go and jump off the high dive with me! A quote I have always loved is from Nelson Mandela: "Let our choices reflect our hopes, not our fears." I hope I can look back on my life, and know I tried all the things possible. That I took risks, jumped without knowing all the consequences, that I dared to let someone love me. That I had the courage to change and become more myself every day. And when it didn't work out, that I climbed right back on the ladder and dived again.

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

"Peace is the result of retraining your mind to process life as it is, rather than as you think it should be."- Wayne W. Dyer

Hey kids! It's been awhile, so I wanted to post an update. I picked the following quote because I've fully come to terms with one simple truth: Ultimately, I'd rather follow Heavenly Father's plan for my life than the plan I have. It's taken me awhile to come to terms with that, and therefore, I haven't blogged in a long time. But, while I was on my trip to Utah, I had a very real reflection moment. I haven't been in Provo or near BYU campus in 2 1/2 years. The last time I was there, I hated it: my parents were getting divorced, my best friends either getting married or going on a mission and I had complete stress over going on a mission.  As I walked on campus last Friday, I had a moment. I was sitting outside Professor Cope's office, sitting on the same bench where I waited for her to tell her my parents were getting divorced about 3 years ago. And all these emotions came back. But the strongest was gratitude that things, but especially I, have changed. I was in the same place physically, but not emotionally or spiritually And that is the best.  I am no longer a negative person. I can identify and express my emotions. I believe in families. One of my deepest desires is to be a wife and a mother. I think the best thing is change. It's also nice when you realize other people have changed too. I had the chance to be around several people I haven't seen for years. And it made me realize that some things about them that I thought were just part of their personality had changed. And it also made me realize that people I once hated had redeeming factors. People, ultimately, are good. Sometimes I don't see that. I had the opportunity to change my opinion about someone from BYU that I had genuinely disliked for a long time.It was such an intense moment. But it also made me so grateful that I belong to a church that not only believes in change, but encourages it. The whole point of the atonement is to change and become more like Christ.  And that is the greatest miracle of all. Especially for someone who always feels she falls short. While with my friend Danny, we were chatting about how it's so hard because we both have big consciences. We were discussing about having to forgive ourselves for silly mistakes is often tough. And as luck would have it (read: HEAVENLY FATHER IS THE BEST), Elder Cornish addressed this same topic during conference. He said:
"Let me be direct and clear. The answers to the questions “Am I good enough?” and “Will I make it?” are “Yes! You are going to be good enough” and “Yes, you are going to make it as long as you keep repenting and do not rationalize or rebel.” The God of heaven is not a heartless referee looking for any excuse to throw us out of the game. He is our perfectly loving Father, who yearns more than anything else to have all of His children come back home and live with Him as families forever. He truly gave His Only Begotten Son that we might not perish but have everlasting life!1 Please believe, and please take hope and comfort from, this eternal truth. Our Heavenly Father intends for us to make it! That is His work and His glory."- Elder Cornish.
 And the best thing is he was my area authority president for my mission. And he's the one that told me that stress is a form of pride. And several other things. Basically, answer received loud and clear. It was also so so so good to see Marisa, Linds, Hermanas Fife and Mapa and my seester. I haven't laughed that much in such a long time. It was very therapeutic and very needed. Yay for good friends!  It was a very good weekend, full of reflection and gratitude. And more on that later!

Some general updates:
  • I got converted to an 'otter' at work. Basically that means I am no longer a temp and I can officially say I work at Otterbox. I was super surprised/excited, just like this otter: 
Look at how cute this is.
  • I applied to CSU to do a master's in Teaching English as a Second Language. Ever since my days on the mission teaching Dominicans English, I realized it's something I enjoy doing. And I'm good at it. And it's something I can teach refugees. So it's a win-win. And I found out I can be a graduate assistant and get free tuition. So wahoo! I NEVER thought I would ever apply for an MA in teaching. Or at CSU. But then, I think about how loving Heavenly Father was for inspiring me to not go to Georgetown. It was a very hard decision, but now I may get a master's degree, with all my tuition paid, in a field I actually enjoy. And that is the beauty of listening to the spirit. I thought of the quote I read often on my mission, which is from President Monson quoting someone named Benjamin Landart. He says, "The greatest decision I ever made in my life was to give up something I dearly loved to the God I loved even more. He has never forgotten me for it." So true. It was true about serving a mission and letting go of Georgetown the first time. But it's also still applicable to giving it up the second time. Heavenly Father is truly merciful. And why wouldn't we want to follow His plan? He is a perfect Being with a complete understanding of everything, but also with a complete understanding of who we are! How great is His plan! I don't know how people make decisions without the influence of the Spirit. It honestly makes me sad. 
Now onto some pictures of my life recently: 
Seeing Michal (and meeting Emma!!) for the first time in over 2 1/2 years!! SO HAPPY!
Me and the boys at Darby's wedding. 
Danny and I's first picture in like 4 years! 

Wedding fun with aunt Sierra and grandparents! 
Temple square with Linds and Marisa. 
Hermana Fife (JoLee) and I went to the Dominican restaurant.
Mason, McKay and I!! Three returned missionaries!
Father/daughter cooking tamale class! Even though they were vegan, they were delicious. 
So that's it. Changing, growing, crying, laughing. The whole catastrophe. Life is good my friends.