Where to begin?
1) I've decided not to move to NYC :( The closer it got, the more it didn't feel right. In the moment it felt so good. I thought I was made to be a New Yorker. Who knows? Maybe someday I will make it there, but for right now I am relying that what I was feeling was for some reason I don't know yet.
2) So I had told my employer that I was moving to NYC and before I could tell them that I was no longer going they hired someone else. Which is totally my fault. But there is nothing I can do now. They have been nice enough to let me stay working there through May. Hopefully in the mean time I can find a job. I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I am trying to be patient that I will end up going where I need to go.
3) Two Saturdays ago I had my big fashion show. This year it was sooooo legit. Last year was good. But wow!!! this year was phenomenal! (Not to boast or anything!!!) I promise as soon as I get pics I will post them. Some people suggested that I go into event planning, hmmmm!
4) It was fun to have these 2 critters come visit from NYC.
Sad not to have these guys as roomies, but hope to be able to visit them soon!
5) I graduate on Thursday/Friday!!!!!
6) Sunday was a bitter sweet day. My Bishop of 3 years was released. I am happy that he will now be able to spend time with his family. He made so many sacrifices for each one of us in our ward. I can't begin to explain how eternally grateful I am to have known this man. He has seen me at the lowest point in my life. Not once did he judge me. He never turned his back on me, but saw me for who I really am. He saw potential in me and encouraged me to be my best self.
Each member in the bishopric meant so much to me these last couple of years. They had given me so much. I can't publicly tell you the many things they did and said to me because I hold those memories dear to my heart. I wanted to share something with them for once, something that means so much to me.
The following is an exerpt from the letter I wrote each of them:
"I am an avid reader of Holocaust literature. Out of all the many books I have read on the subject, this book, The Hiding Place, has impacted my life the most. You may have already read it, for it is a well-known book. Its message is of hope. About three years ago, before I moved into the ward I began to feel that I was alone and that I had been forgotten. As I read this book, I was reminded that despite the evil that may surround us, there is much to be grateful for. When everything seems so bleak and out of control, there is reason to have hope. Though I felt like there could not possibly be anyone that knew exactly what I was going through in that moment, I was reminded that there was one person that understood my pain, my Heavenly Father. I wanted to share this book with you because it was in this book I was reminded that there was still good in the world; that there are still loving, genuine and selfless individuals such as you that exist."
As I said my goodbyes, as I hugged Bishop McCurdy, I bawled like a freakin baby. It was ridiculous. I think the whole ward thinks I am freak now, more than they already did haha. It is weird to think that this man who had been like a father figure to me these last 3 years as I have lived away from home is now gone.
"Every experience God gives us, every person He puts in our lives, is the perfect preparation for the future that only He can see." ~Corrie Ten Boom