Starting Over

To say I've had a full year would be an understatement. 

To say I've had a blessed year would also be an understatement. 

I got married, moved to Texas, graduated from college, and have had multiple jobs.

My body decided to act funny and I've been sick more times this year than probably I've been my entire life.

I am now finally beginning to adjust to all of life's newnesses. (probably not a word.)

Don't get me wrong, this year has been fantastic in so many ways, but it has been a different year. More different than I've ever experienced.

After Josh and I got married and things settled down he asked me more about my hobbies and what things I wanted to do with my spare time.

Hobbies? Spare time? What? I've been in school the past 5 years, 2 of those years were year round college and I honestly couldn't think of anything. I lived and breathed school for so long that I lost a little bit of myself.

Who am I ? (said in soft sobs) 

I have realized that it is time to start over. I'm changing all sorts of things about myself. Change can be different but also extremely exciting. I'm looking for things that give me passion and excite me about life.

In a way it's fun, because I'm reinventing myself and viewing life in a different way. I want to try new things but also take bits of my past self with me.

Different stages of life bring different changes and I've been in need of a personal change for so long. When you've been so focused on one thing for so long you can lose yourself, and I think I did. Change is necessary and now it's time to find myself again.

I'm so excited to get back into music and back into working out/meditation. Those are two passions I know I'll take with me. I'm finding inspiration all around me and I'm happy to do some self discovery.

I've also thought about writing down stories from my school life. My Mom always loved to tell everyone that I was a "late bloomer" (thanks Mom?) which is probably pretty accurate even though I'd like to think it's not. (it's definitely true) ...because of that I have some really funny and severely awkward stories that might be fun (read: embarrassing) to share.

College brought a lot of "firsts" for me and I could write a book on all my experiences which I just might do.

Just to give you insight, the first time I held hands was my 2nd semester of school. Yes that's true...and I'm sorry did I say hands? I meant held forearms.  I should definitely write this book...

Exploring life with a new guy by my side has been so fun. I've realized so many different things about myself and about him. I've seen how Heavenly Father prepared him especially for me, in ways I could have never seen before I married him. He knows how to comfort me in ways I didn't even know I needed. He's pretty great like that.

So here's to self-discovery and finding out who I am in my new roles in life. Here's to living life again post-college and discovering life's passions all over again. xoXoo  (kiss, hug, big kiss, hug, hug)