All good things that come to an end with tears

I am no longer a Freshman. I just finished my last two finals today. I cannot believe the year has gone by as quickly as it has. Leaving to go back home is bitter sweet.

I am not going to miss: all those stairs at the RB (no matter how much time you take to climb up them, you will be out of breath), grocery shopping with my own money, cooking for one, having to climb up into bed and hitting my head on the ceiling when I wake up, being away from my family, not having a dog to protect me, climbing up three flights of stairs when I am super tired, doing my laundry at a laundry mat, not having a car and having to rely on others when I need to get somewhere, wearing holes in my shoes because I walk so much, having to call to talk to my family and not having their full attention when I am talking to them, not being able to sing along with the radio in my car, not having kids around, food not sounding good because all I want is my mom's homemade dinners, cramming for tests,

I am going to miss: BYU's beautiful campus (Flowers are just starting to bloom), the mountains topped with snow, BYU's environment of kind people who share my same standards, being able to make new friends anywhere, being able to make food to make others feel better, throwing newspapers up stairwells, making funny faces and waving like crazy out our kitchen window to our neighbors in the building next to us, random adventures going no where in particular, fun events that are located in close proximity, being so close to friends, being able to serve in the relief society presidency in the 94th ward with the most inspiring leaders, Bishop and Sister Davis who have become my parents away from home, the sidewalks that you can take to get anywhere, quick runs to the Creamery to get ice cream with friends, running to the temple with Hannah and Natalie, having so many friends that I can always have someone with me, knowing I have someone to talk to when everything else is going bad/having a total support system of friends who are always willing to comfort me and bring me chocolate let me cry and whine about my "troubles", living within 30ft. of some of the most amazing inspiring dedicated loving friends that I have ever had, I am really going to miss all of the people that I have come to love and all the fun times we have shared together.

I am sure that there are some things that I have missed that I realize how much I will miss when I pull out of the parking lot in a car full of my things...tears streaming down my face, memories of the past flooding my mind.

I may be gimpy, but I am going to be a buff gimp

(yes it was very cold and wet and cold, but so worth it!)

A visit with the doctor, a knee massage, and 4 x-rays later the doctor still wasn't able to tell me exactly what is wrong with my knee so I get to have another appointment this Friday. This time with a specialist (I thought I was seeing the specialist this first time...oh well). For now I am left to hobble around on crutches, which are not the funnest when you walk almost everywhere you go... and school is a campus full of people, stairs, and snow.

Regardless of my "gimpiness" I had a FANTASTIC weekend! I drove up to Salt Lake City with Hannah Rackham (who was the reason I made it through the weekend because she was constantly catering to my needs and making sure I was comfortable and not in pain. So thanks HJR!) We attended General Conference for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I was amazed by how much was said that was just what I needed to hear. Including a talk by, Elder Kent F. Richards about pain (imagine that). I am sure I will be blogging about some of my favorites.

As for here and now, I am going to crutch over to the Wilkinson building to see if lost and found has my phone. It would appear that I need a crutch for my brain because I am being forgetful and scatter-brained. Hopefully a long summer will be the cure, but I have 5 papers and 4 finals before that comes...wish me luck!