Two weeks

Whoa. Only thing that really comes to mind. I seriously cannot believe that my best friend has been gone for almost two years.. He comes home two weeks from today! I'm so excited. My excitement almost can't even really be explained. I love that boy, and the longer I wait, the more worth it he becomes.

Skyping on Christmas was awesome. I didn't take too much time, since at that point I was going to see him in 15 days.

I don't know at all what to expect, but I know whatever happens will be great. I'm excited to get to know him all over again, and to get reacquainted with each other. I have changed so much in the past two years, and I know he has as well. It will add a whole other dimension to the relationship that we had. We have both grown so much as people in this world, and have more to offer in a relationship. We have the ability to be able to get more serious than we were. And the great thing about all of this, we get to decide where it goes. We get to decide, together, if we want to make it forever or not.

I am most excited to be able to communicate with him again. To have conversations that don't take months, but merely minutes and seconds. I have missed being able to constantly talk to him. We dated for a little over a year before he left, and the entire time we dated, we were constantly talking. Either talking on the phone or texting when we weren't together. I am excited to have my very best friend back. The person who knows me better than anyone else. I love the friendship that we have, and I love how much fun we have together. I look forward to all of the fun and amazing times ahead.

In all of the time we dated, the longest we went without seeing each other was 16 days. That is insane, considering right now, he comes home in 13 days. That should be a cinch, all things considering. The longest we went without talking at all was 4 days. So in about 10 days, I'll be practically floating on a cloud with excitement.

 January 10th. Wow. The day that has always been in the future is almost here.

Service

It's amazing how doing a tiny bit of service can change your entire attitude. It's dead week (the week before finals week) around here, and I definitely didn't want to go to FHE tonight. Especially since they announced that we were to be going to an elderly care facility to put on a musical program, and then help them decorate some cookies. My first reaction was, seriously? I have better things to do, like study. But I go every single week, and I shouldn't not go one time just because I don't like the activity. So I went. It was easily the best decision I could've made. It was one of those heart-warming experiences that just leaves a great spirit.
There were some of the cutest people, and they were just happy to be alive. So kind and filled with love. Most of them couldn't really do much but sit there, but they were still happy. It kind of put things into perspective for me. I am so stressed out about finals coming up and doing everything just right. I just need to take advantage of my opportunity to be learning all that I am, and do my best. Stressing about it, is really going to solve nothing. I just need to get it done, and I need to be happy while doing it. There's no time like the present. I won't be young forever, so I might as well take every opportunity I can now to do everything that I want. And I might as well be happy doing it, otherwise, what would be the point?

I've taken a step back more lately and tried to serve people as much as I can, even in the simplest of ways. And each time, when I do something for someone else, I feel a small portion of the love that Heavenly Father has for each of his children. He put us all here together, so that we can learn to love each other through serving one another.
Let's make the most of this Christmas spirit, but also make this a year long thing. Serve someone everyday. It doesn't have to be a huge. Even the small things are noticed and needed.

One month

One month left today. ONE! Can't even believe it. At this point, it seems like forever, and yet at the same time it seems like it's tomorrow. I am filled with about a billion emotions. Scared. Excited. Amazed. Awestruck. Nervous. I just don't even know. It feels kindof like your first day of school. Where you are so excited you want to yell for joy, yet so nervous you feel as if you could puke. Yeah, that about sums it up.

I've had about a billion people talk to me about it, probably because I talk to a billion people about it, and the reactions are usually one or the other. "Oh I'm so excited for you." or. "What happens if he comes home and doesn't like you, or if it doesn't work out?" My response to the latter is always along the same lines. We'll take it from there if that happens. I know there is a possibility that will happen. But I just hope that it won't.

After doing something for so long, aka 'waiting' for a missionary, you'd think people would give it a rest and just be happy for you. Nope. So not the case. But that's fine. I'll show them that I can be happy with whatever happens to me. I've already proved that I can wait 23 months for him, what's another one? I love that missionary with all my heart.

"I won't give up on us."

Sweetheart

"I belong with you and you belong with me, you're my sweetheart." 

I love this cover. The original is almost weird, but they do a fantastic job with it. 

M&L Day

Inspired

Isaac isn't supposed to email me, so he never does. He has a couple times before, for important things, like about finding him an apartment for next semester. So when I got an email this morning, I was pretty shocked. I hadn't expected it, and never have. I had a particularly rough weekend, and missed him more than I have in a really long time. Last week, school was really hard, and I struggled a lot. I expected my weekend to be good and stress relieving, but for some reason it just wasn't. There were some great parts to it, but it just didn't make up for the stress and letdowns I had had throughout the week. I woke up this morning not knowing how I was going to get through the next few weeks. But decided to just put a smile on and trudge through it.

So to get an email during a break between classes, was an inspired thing.

Somehow, Isaac always knows when something is up. Even from a different country. But hearing from him is like an instant stress-relief.

 "Hello :) I just wanted to write a quick email letting you know that I was thinking about you. How is school going? .......... I hope that everything is going well. I am sure that you are doing well :) ..............  Thank you for everything. You are amazing :) I love you!!"

 Love this song by Hunter Hayes, but also loving it by these two! 

"You know I'd fall apart without you. I don't know how you do what you do. Everything that don't make sense about me. Makes sense when I'm with you."

Next Month

I have been waiting almost two years to say that. 

Speaking of two years. Almost exactly two years ago, I started my blog. On November 30th, 2010. I was just looking back at some of my first posts and it is interesting to see how much I have changed, and yet how much the same some of my thoughts still are. This post was my second post ever, and is very interesting for me to read. I thought I was all grown up at that point. And boy did I still have a lot to learn about life. I have grown up A LOT in the past two years, and I still have a lot of growing up to do. I still love learning, more than almost anything. And my love for learning continues to grow. Even though college is SO HARD sometimes, I love learning new things that I never would've thought about. Chemistry is always something that I enjoy learning about. This next paragraph has never been more true than it is right now. I had a knowledge of some incredible things at that point in my life, and sometimes it astonishes me what I thought about at times.

"Recently I've been pondering friends and how many I've had and who they have all been. And I realized something. People really are in your life for a reason. I look back at all the times in my life when I have been friends with certain people or even just mere acquaintances and realized that they have either taught me something super important or just helped me when something was hard for me at that point. I'm truly grateful for everyone that has come into my life. Whether for a short time or for a great amount of time. Whether it ended sourly or just.. ended. I'm grateful for the person that I am today, and owe it all to the people that I have surrounded myself with. To my wonderful family. To Isaac... To all of my very best friends, and also all those people that played a little role in my life at some point. Thank you."

Also, "It seems that life moves on, whether we are ready or not. So here I come. Not really ready, but excited to see what will come my way next." Wow. It seems as if I knew everything that was to happen over the next two years. That somehow I knew that I was going to need a knowledge of that, and that I would need to be able to read it, in my own words. Life does move on, and has so many times since I wrote that. I haven't always been ready, but occasionally I have been. Today, I am especially excited to see what will come my way next. I cannot believe that these two years are almost over. And looking back, I can't believe all that has happened. I was 17 years old when he left, almost 18. And now I am almost 20. 

Next month. 5.5 weeks. 39 days.