In January I decided to pack up my life and move to Provo for the following school year. One of the scariest decisions I've made yet, but also one of the most rewarding.
I caught my first fish! And probably my last. I rediscovered my inner granola and my love for nature and all of God's creations.
I bought myself a trip to California to visit my best beezy and the happiest place on earth. One of my best presents to myself yet.
I witnessed my sister become the happiest I've ever seen her, and learned so much about myself, love, and what it really means to have Christ-like love. This is one of the memories and experiences I am most grateful for.
I spent a lot of days with my best friend and she rescued me from Provo when I first got here and had a mini quarter life crisis. 💛
I ran away from all responsibilities for a week. Right in the middle of the semester, to take these two to the place where I found my Savior. I hope they loved it as much as I did.
Then I blinked and it was the holidays. And I was blessed to spend it with the best people. Maybe this year they were extra sweet because the semester that had just ended was so awful. Or maybe they were a little sweeter because I might finally be coming to understand the beauty of simplicity. Either way, I am grateful.
So here's to a new year. With the same me. But isn't it funny how, whether or not we set resolutions, by the end of the year we are a new person. Maybe our skin is a little thicker, our hearts a little softer, or our minds a little more open. This year I'm still working on my resolutions, but I think this picture sums them up pretty well.
Sending you all my best for 2016.
Xo,
Car