I found an apartment in Omaha. I guess this means I am really moving! In three weeks. EEK! Exciting and scary all at once.

my crazy life

As many people know, I have been drawn to church history sites. it all started with my call to Ohio and serving in the Kirtland Historic Sites. I sent eighteen months in the area and fell in love with the history.

Shortly after I got back, I found myself missing the area so much. so I started looking online and came across an internship in Palmyra, NY. I couldn't apply for it for about 8 months, but as soon as I saw it, I knew I wanted to go. So I applied and got the position. I spent the entire summer seeing the sites and playing (oh yeah and I worked at a hotel). I loved it! The history was great and I also found out I had ancestors from Palmyra!

After Palmyra, it was back to BYU-I for a semester--then out in to the real world I was forced. I had nowhere to go. So I moved in with my sister--who just happens to live in Jackson

County, Missouri. MORE CHURCH HISTORY!!!!

And I have loved it. I have been here for 2 years now, and I love the area. And the people.

So....you might be asking now....why am i blogging about this? Well, I am once again moving. Thats right. I am leaving Zion. Where am I going? Well...if you guessed Navuoo...you'd be wrong.

If you guessed the Salt Lake Valley...

you'd be wrong.

But if you guessed....Omaha (AKA...winter's Quarters) you'd be right.

I am beginning to wonder what it is I am suppose to be doing/learning in regards to all this history. I was told yesterday that I better watch out, the Lord must be preparing me for something...not sure what that something is....scary. I am beginning to feel that my life is mirroring the experiences of what the early saints went through in each area. (I have theories to back that up...but that might have to be its own post.) But what ever it is...I am headed up to freeze in Omaha in April. Should be fun!

Nothing like spring weather to make you feel better. Plus I have a fun flower in my hair that I made last night. Win.

HAPPENINGS of LATE

Recently (and by recently I mean two minutes ago) I was asked this question, "why do you have a blog when you have facebook?" If I am not using it...there is no point. So to ALL my blog readers...(who am I kidding...there aren't many of you I know....or any...not really sure) I thought I would give a brief update on the happenings of my EVER so exciting life. Well. I guess I should let you decide how exciting it is.

First off, I have moved in to my own apartment!!! HURRAY! I love it. Its small, but cozy. It is two minutes from work--which I REALLY love. But mostly...its mine! Don't get me wrong. I loved all (or most) of the roommates I have had in the past. had good times with all of them. But it was time to move on. Be a Real adult (scary right?) Now, I can stay up as late as I want, go to bed as early as I want with out worrying about disturbing anyone or being disturbed by anyone (well...except the neighbors upstairs...) I can have people over whenever I want. I have PLENTY of alone time...except for something I will explain in a minute...but thats my choosing to not be alone :) All and all...living alone has been FANTASTIC so far. But its only been two weeks....time will tell. Pictures to come as soon as I finish putting everything in its place :/

Next, I have been dating this pretty amazing guy. He's fun to be around. He's sweet and very thoughtful, smart and have I mentioned amazing? He's very musically talented, also great with computers (well he does work at a computer store after all) and all and all pretty terrific. We have been dating for about 3 months now. I do have pictures with him. We had a little photo booth session on Sunday. It was quite entertaining. If you want to see the random crazy pictures, checkout Facebook. Here is my favorite. Derek is awesome!!!! You see why I still don't have much "alone time?"

Life is short. Go on and live it.

We go through life thinking we are invincible. Bad things only happen to other people, and in other people's families. Not to me. Not to people I care about. Yet some how, life always has to prove me wrong. Those are the times you know there is only one source to turn to. Its then you really start to believe that miracles can happen--and you pray that you, or those you love, become recipients of a that miracle.

Today, I pray that my Uncle Gary receives the miracle he so desperately needs. And that his family is praying for.

Just another reminder that time doesn't ever stop.

This is my little brother. My baby Brother. I guess in a way, I still picture him being 12...yet somehow, he is almost nineteen. 19! When did he grow up? I have noticed that he got taller then me--but figured that isn't too hard. I may recall his voice getting deeper. I hear rumors that he's had girlfriends and gone off to college. None of that made me realize he is no longer twelve--though they were pretty big clues. What did it? Thursday March 25, my baby brother received his call to serve as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints for the next two years. He is going to

Anaheim California. He leaves in just two short months. So while I am attempting to get over the fact that my baby brother is no longer a baby--I am very proud of him, and the person he has become. I can't wait to see what great things he will do with his life and hear about all the people he meets in California. I love you Hyrum!

Life is good.