The winds of change

I realized something this week:
I am really bad at dealing with change.

Coming home from a mission, you deal with a lot of change. It's been exciting and fun and also dissappointing sometimes.
 I have loved seeing:
- My nieces older. They can walk, talk, go to school, swim, and have a better vocabulary than me.
- Having a little baby nephew. What a cutie. 
- My married friends with babies. It's a little hard for me to relate with them sometimes, but they are still my friends that I love. They have been a big blessing since coming home.

My good friend Lydia had her baby a week after I got home. Cute family!

- An entire house that landed on my side lawn while I was gone. That was very Wizard of Ozish.
- Family that moved closer!

It's been fun rediscovering the world. I can now listen to music normally again. The first day I came home I listened to half a song and couldn't stand it and turned it off.
I've also seen how I have changed. I don't listen to music that I did before that wasn't totally appropriate. I like the changes I have made in my life. I plan on keeping them that way.

I watched my first movie: Harry Potter 7b. It was Loooong. I got a little antsy. Wanted to stand up and watch it.

I held a baby! yea! I was surprised by how much I missed that on my mission.

Wow. Two at once to help fill my 18 month lack.

I slept in. And stayed up really late. But I still prefer my missionary schedule.

I went on my first date. Then my 2, 3, 4, 5, etc...
oh dating.
That was overwhelming. I didn't have time to warm up to it, I just kind of got launched into it at full force. I did not miss dating on my mission. I have remembered how fun it can be, and also hard. Coming home also meant making decisions, and the problem with dating is that sometimes the only way to move on is to burn some bridges. This week I had to burn some BIG bridges. That has been really sad.

It's been a sad week, but overall a wonderful reunion with home. I think about my mission everyday. I think about the people I love. But I am so happy to be with other people I love here.

This Monday I move down to Salt Lake to start a new adventure. I am taking an internship for Deseret News. It came as a shock, and honestly I am really scared to move down. I'm scared of writing again, and getting into news, and meeting all new people, and feelings of loneliness. But adventures always bring good things too, and I am excited for those.

Let the winds of change come. I should be used to them by now.