Kindred Spirits


There are people that come into our lives and completely change us for the better. Anne of Green Gables calls these individuals bosom buddies or kindred spirits. For the sake of this friendship, I’ll use her term kindred spirits. However, these kindred spirits seem to be exactly what you need, and you find yourself instantly best friends. Your spirits just click as if you knew each other before. These kindred spirits help you to progress, and you feel like you have a trust from the start. Today, I’d like to bring the world into the adventures of one of my kindred spirits, KIR.


I first met him the week after graduation. I was confused and broken hearted. All of my friends from my program had gone in different directions. My best friend moved to California with his family for a summer job. My roommates all moved out and went in different directions. For the first time in my life since coming home from my mission, I found myself completely alone. I still had my longboarding home girl and her roommate was just placed in my ward (both of which would help me grow this summer, too). However, I didn’t want to be clingy and I found myself praying for a friend to be brought into my life. I didn’t feel comfortable living on my own and I asked the Lord for a roommate. Both prayers were answered with the blessing of KIR.


Frozen Fridays and Birthday Parties

The day he moved in, I thought he was a different race because of the spelling of his name. I didn’t actually see him, but I saw his stuff. I was a bit let down that he was white when I met him, but was ready to say hello to him. First couple of days, I did my own thing and left him alone. The introverted person in me wasn’t ready to be a friend. Rather, I came home on a Saturday after going to the temple to him and his sister playing Just Dance in the living. They invited me to play and I was about to say no, but for some reason I said yes. From that moment on, we would find that we are very much the same person. I started inviting him to eat dinner with me and family dinner was a way to get him to interact with me. I also began to write him notes in the morning since I left before he did. It was something that I saw on Friends and have been doing it for a while, now. I invited to all the activities that I was invited to so he didn’t have to stay at home alone.


We bonded on a connection that both of us were in love with individuals that had moved to serve the Lord and do something beyond selfish. Broken hearted and unsure how to take on the world, we found ourselves ready to move on but not sure how to do it. So, we started setting dating goals for each other and holding ourselves accountable on the opposite sex. We were able to be there for each on the nights that our broken hearts were overly broken and needed someone to talk with. We were able to be a support system for one another each Monday. When the letters would come in the mail box or the email, there would be someone to talk to that you knew was going through the same thing. We helped each other by creating all sorts of dating activities: Spoon Under The Moon, Squeeze and Please, or Have a Cookie Take A Lookie. All these activities were so that we could meet girls to date.


Can’t make it through one service….

Our love for the Savior allowed us to help each other progress spiritually. Previous to being roommates, we both came from roommates that made it hard to focus on the spirit. We found ourselves in ruts and unsure how to get out of them. Rather, we were blessed to have a desire to help one another to set goals and account each night on them. We created plans on how to be better. The love of the gospel of Jesus Christ allowed us to have much fun together. I found it fun to take pictures of him while sleeping in church. He never could make it all three hours without snoozing off. 



Mud Football

Now as all young men do, we had lots of fun doing all sorts of things. One of our last night’s together, we thought about many of our adventures together. Of the many things, there were three main themes: sports, girls, and movies. There was never two people so dedicated to the world cup! You bests be believing that the two of us were up early every Saturday to watch the first game. We dove into that three-week tournament like it was the last thing on the earth. We created a new game called tennis soccer. We longboarded while shaking our butts down state street. We did a lot of long boarding till I got in a long boarding accident that left me rather bruised, cut, scrapped, and in pain (rather funny though). We excelled at ultimate frisbee. We allowed sports to be a way to take the stress away from our day to day lives.

We laughed hard at inappropriate movies and jokes. We laughed each night talking before going to bed. We laughed so hard that we turned red and cried many times. We laughed in church and we laughed while cooking together. Our friendship is so special to me because it brought laughter back into my life. I LOVE to laugh! Everyone that has heard me laugh knows that I have a loud laugh that is best termed as a cackle. It’s the thing that get me into trouble and either makes me friends or has people making fun of it. In school, I would get so serious that I forgot to laugh. My apartment had become unhappy and I found myself unable to laugh. Being able to have a friend that was willing to laugh as loud as me was a sheer joy in my life. I don’t remember what we laughed at most of the times, but I sure do remember how hard they were. I feel like when I laugh, I am truly being myself.

Before I knew it, my catch phrases started to be apart KIR’s normal life. I started to hear him say the words that I use daily like “yeah, yeah”.  We started to rub off on to each other that we became the same person in no time. A true friendship. We found music was a way to connect. Before we knew it, we were singing along to songs like Girls Like You by Maroon 5, Straight to Hell by Darrius Rucker, I Could’ve Been Your Girl by She & Him, FallInLove2Nite by Prince, and Sunrise, Sunburn, Sunset by Luke Bryan. I had a three-week moment where I was obsessed with New Girl and somehow that spilt into our lives. Like this one time, I was singing the theme song loud out the door and offended this girl. It became the joke of the summer. We watched a lot of movies together. Our favorite was the new Christopher Robin movie, hence a Winnie the Pooh Quote in the front.



Last Meal In Provo

The adventures have come to a slow as we have both moved out of the apartment that brought us together. We have gone in opposites directions of the state. However, saying goodbye wasn’t as hard as I thought it was going to be. When my best friend and I stopped being companions on the mission, I had a feeling that he was still going to be a major part of my life and he has been. I got that feeling again. So, buckle up KIR, cause the adventures are just starting. I am so grateful for this kindred spirit in my life and the many lessons that I have learned from him so far. I am thankful to have a friend that answered so many of my prayers to my Heavenly Father. My life is truly better because of KIR.



Thank You, Old Sport!




The End of an Era: “Bye House”

Moving out and moving on are two things that usually go side by side. They usually entail being somewhere and creating change. Almost two years ago, I moved into apartment ten against my own will. Rather, my roommates Ben and Sean asked me to move with them. I told them to pick their top three places and that I would go look at them since I didn’t have as much time to devote to house hunting as they did. Apartment ten was the last place they showed me, and it was Ben’s number one pick. We toured the place and I instantly hated it. It was far too ghetto for me and it was surround by nasty fast food. It looked like something from the 1960’s and being a boy of the 50’s, it just wouldn’t do. I left it and I had this gut feeling that it was the place that I was supposed to move to. I filled out the application and prayed to God asking to be rejected. Rather, all three of us were accepted and we expected to move in by the end of the summer.


The unholy trinity moved in with much hope and excitement for a new life and a lot of fun. The unholy trinity became the men of ten and found ourselves in the midst of J men: Jay Michael, Jameson Jones, and Jackson Chandler. Ben had gone by Jimmy, Sean went by Jack, and my Riley James allowed us to all find joy in the same letter. We dove into this identity with Gatsby parties of all sorts. It all began with pina coladas and an open door. Next thing we knew, we were the party apartment. My Gatsby life kicked in high swing when we began to have themes to each party: fine wine and cheese, karaoke, Irish pub night, black and white affair, and the list went on. There wasn’t a night were the house wasn’t full of all sorts of interesting people.


The Gatsby life ended, the curtains were closed, the door was shut, and I began to use this apartment as a way to hide from the world. I was bitter and angry at many people. I lost all my friends, love, and identity. Ben Jones was the first one to move and Casey replaced him. Ben Jones was the glue of the apartment prior and with him gone, I found myself the glue. Casey moved in at a time of much confusion for all of us and a time where we didn’t know what would come from it. So, we did what all great roommates would do, we decided to market others to the opposite sex. We bonded over the potential of having women apply to date us for Valentine’s day. Our results were overwhelming: we found two marriages, a serious relationship, and one girl crying to the bishop over disrespecting women. Success none the less! With new found friendship we also bonded over a mutual hatred that drove the men of ten to be divided for the first time. The presence of an individual in the home all day and all night caused a lot of contention in the house. Casey would eventually move out because of her. It was a sad time. I found myself locking myself in my room and not coming out. I was scared to do anything in the house. So, I figured if no one saw me, then some peace would come out from it.

Jackson left for a summer to explore the woods of Portland and Hunter took his spot but was here to stay much longer than the summer. Jay got married and Freddy was a short life span. Very much divided and unsure, Jameson Jones and I found ourselves growing very close. We found ourselves seeking friendships and dating outside of the house. One of the reasons I dated so much was so that I didn’t have to be home. Late nights were spent with others and the apartment became a mess. I refused to clean, and it was nasty. Freddy was a non-Mormon in a house full of return missionaries. He made us very aware of our actions and made us more aware of the image that we were putting off.

At the end of the summer, Jackson moved back, and Sean got married. I moved out of the small room with Jameson and into the middle room with Jackson. Freddy moved out and Spencer moved in with Hunter since they were cousins. In order to get Jameson to stay in the apartment, we struck a deal with management and traded him and Dexter for the two random men that were supposed to live with us. So, we got to keep our Jameson and gained Dexter. Our house was beyond busy and no one was home but Dexter and Hunter. However, the Men of Ten found themselves annoyed with each other and lots of drama followed. It was a very click apartment and no one really respected another. I found myself trying to keep the peace but eventually started to just never come home. I found ways to avoid the apartment again. I spent more time in the library and away from everyone. I got to a point where I never spoke a word to anyone because I found every word being used against me. We couldn’t respect each other, and this house became far from a home. It seemed like there was always someone mad at someone. We were all to blame for this, unfortunately.

I couldn’t wait to leave and was ready to. However, I got screwed over when move outs were a week before finals. BYU housing has this stupid thing where there is homeless week, aka you have to move out but can’t move into your new place for at least a week. I asked if I could pay for the week to stay and housing told me that I would have to buy a summer contract in order to do so. So, I found myself buying a summer contract for the 36847943_2178877802347939_5731897133712277504_npurpose of having a place to live for finals. Jameson moved home for the summer. Hunter moved home also. Spencer got married in the beginning of the summer. Jackson went to Australia, and then got an internship in Northern Utah. So, it left Dexter and me to stay. Except when Ryan and Josh moved in, Dexter chose to move back to his old apartment randomly. Ryan, Josh, and I had the apartment for a whole week together. Then, Spencer and Ben moved in. Spencer and Ben had been roommates together before and knew each other well. We all just kept to ourselves and didn’t interact much with each other. Then, the week after graduation, Kjell joined us and made us complete. Kjell was the glue that we needed. Kjell and I instantly became great friends and helped everyone to interact with each other. This summer, we have seen much laughter and loud singing. The blinds were opened, and people have been invited over again. Once again, living in ten was joyful and a true blessing. It was a prefect bookend to how things first started in ten.

On Saturday, I move out and start a new life. I will leave behind the life I once knew. I’ve grown up and I’ve learned a lot from this experience. I have come to love each of my roommates in way or another from living here. It’s very bittersweet to say the least. However, it was it needed for me at this time of my life. I will turn my key in and say good bye to my house. The first song I played when I moved in was Wildflowers by Tom Petty. I plan to have it as my last song here. This clip of Racheal moving out of Monica’s house (skip to 2:50) is actually the emotions that I feel in regard to saying goodbye.

Good Bye Home! I will always cherish my time in this apartment. I will miss the big living room and large kitchen. The late-night pillow talks with my roommates. The pre-date preps at the vanity and large mirror in the hall. The post-date chat sessions in the hall ways. The bushes that blocked the quad from looking in the window. But most of all, I will miss this life and the people that I got to live. To the End of an Era!


180 Dates

Since moving and becoming part of The Men of Ten, I have gone on 180 dates. Alright, go ahead and start the judgement on that number. I mean one doesn’t get the bad reputation without a high number, right? (Side note, the reputation will be addressed later, so remember it). It is a very high number and the only way I have counted is because I have a song that I play one time while getting ready for every date. That song just hit 180 plays about two weeks ago. I have learned so much from those 180 dates that I felt the need to share it with the world.

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Now, in those 180 dates, three girls were given a large amount of dates. They were even given that scary word of commitment, but sadly saw the sting of rejection in one shape or another. These three taught me how to open up and truly be vulnerable with someone. They taught me to take down the walls that I put up. They were each a blessing that I needed at their particular parts of my life. One taught me to not miss my chance and to love a friend. Two is the one that taught me that I could truly love someone. She helped me to see the hand of God more in my life. She was there for me in the beginning of my bad reputation and over looked it. Three, poor Three. She started out as a way for me to get over two and seemed more like a game. I wasn’t ready for her and I didn’t respect her. Sadly, she found rejection the hardest with a hand-written letter and the boarding of a plane for a goodbye. Not my best moment in life. She taught me the depth of my reputation and just couldn’t look past it. She taught me that I needed to learn to move on and focus on the things that matter most.

I was labeled as a heartbreaker, a man slut, and one that disrespects women. The last one hurt the most. The thing about rumors are: they are terrible and cruel, but most of them are true. I admit that I wasn’t the best with women when my heart got broke the first time since R. However, I honestly had the best intentions when it came to my dating life. When I moved to Provo, I felt that it was preached that we were supposed to date a lot. I set the goal to get married and I figured that 3-5 dates a week would help me to obtain it. That is how it all started. When I tarnished my name among those from my mission, I dove into dating like it was a sport. I didn’t see what would follow it.

Among all this dating, I feel like I learned what I didn’t want to have in a future spouse. There are some girls that I wrote off very quickly because I saw traits that I knew that I couldn’t live with. However, there are some girls that I just never asked out again because I wasn’t in the right state of mind at the time. I thought that I could use dating as a way to avoid my problems and broken hearts. I’ve learned that that is not good and healthy to do, and it is plain rude.

Since coming home from my mission, I struggled with dating in the aspect that everyone in my life seems to want to be a part of my dating life. I’ll go on a date and everyone seems to have an opinion and somehow ruin things that are going well. My friends and family seem to all be so noisy about my dating life. Even if it’s just been one date. So, I hide my relationships and dates. In these 180 dates, I’ve managed to keep most of them private. I’ve come to learn when it comes to relationships, I want them to be all for me. Not that I’m not proud to be dating the girl, but I want it to be the one part of my life just for me. I just don’t want the world to ruin it.

When my bad reputation was in full bloom, I pulled one from Taylor Swift’s page and went into hiding. I figured that the gossip would settle. What I found was that I was still in love with someone that I could no longer have. I realized that I had taken the time to mourn. So, I found myself struggling to compare girls to this one girl every time I went out. I felt really bad for them and I really have struggled to date till about two weeks ago.

My 180th date taught me so much about myself. It was simple and a lot of fun. It was very private, and I felt extremely nervous. I used to be nervous on every date and that went away. For the first time in a long time, I felt like the old me was coming back while in this date. I didn’t compare her once to another girl. I just saw her for her. I was able to be my childish self and not feel judged. I don’t know if anything will come from this date. I mean, I haven’t even gotten the courage to ask her out again. I don’t know if she enjoyed it, but I am very grateful for my 180thdate. It’s something that I will forever cherish in my life. It took 180 dates to realize that I can be me again, and that’s a victory.  I learned that I can just go have a good time with someone and not worry about the outside world. I just have to worry about if I’m impressing her enough and not saying the wrong thing. The boy before the reputation is back, just a little older and little more refined. I’m back and ready to take on the world with my large dreams.

How To Do Social Media Marketing

The world of retail, as we once knew it, has been dying. Traditional marketing tactics for a business are no longer working. The biggest questions that retailers and marketers are having to ask is how to get interaction now with consumers and how to get more sales? Research has shown that consumers need to have seven positive touch points in order to make a purchase. But, how does one do that while retailing is dying? The answer is simple: digital content marketing.

Digital content marketing is creating content online that is engaging and compelling. This can be done through social media, videos, or blogs linked to one’s website. Allowing for consumers to see more content from the comfort of their phones and to share it with the world. Sounds simple but each component of content marketing can be broken down and expanded upon. This particular article will focus on the social media aspect. This article will teach how to do social media marketing.

6 basic steps of social media marketing

The first aspect of social media marketing is to do research. Like all marketing channels, research on the consumer needs to be conducted. Figure out all aspects of the target market and figure out what platforms they interact on. Figuring out who the target market is will also help to create strategies for campaigns and content that will be more successful. Research the competition as well. See what they are doing good at and see where your business could do better at. Copycat will never be successful and will always leave your business one step behind. Research allows for you to have the upper hand.

Social Media Channels

Second, create social media channels and continue to build them. Building platforms takes time. They will not happen overnight and need to be watched over. Rather, social media channels are like a garden. Channels get out what you put into them. Make sure to also only create channels that will be profitable, meaning set up channels that the target market uses. If your selling insurance and you are trying to get older Generation X, Instagram is probably not the best platform to create if they don’t use it all. It would be a waste of time to create platforms that would not profit your company anything.

Contaious: Why Things Catch On by Jonah Berger

Third, create compelling content that the target market will want to engage with. In the book Contagious: Why Things Catch On by Jonah Berger, talks about how to create compelling content that will go viral. Berger discusses how it’s better for a business to focus on making good content rather than trying to make content that will just go viral. Creating good content will have a longer lasting impression for the company because the content will be able to back up the company.

Compelling content has a larger aspect of being sharable as well. Getting more shares is the best aspect of content because it will be able to have more exposure because of word of mouth is the most effective way of getting new consumers.

Compelling content is also content that will showcase who the business really is. Allow it to showcase the business’ vibe and personality. Making sure content is authentic and original has proven to be the most successful online. People know when things are fake and don’t like it. Use real life photos that showcase the products and people of the business. Compelling content is truly real and people want to see that.

The forth aspect of social media is disturbing text, video, photo, and audio content on social media. Understand that each platform works different. Create content that will match the platform and that the consumer will like. Utilizing branding will allow for different approaches to be utilized on different platforms.

Photo on top is for Instagram and photo on the bottom is photo for Facebook. Both are part of the same campaign but different apporach is used. Branding helps to tie both platforms and photos together

Each platform works different and different sizing is needed for content on each platform. For example, if a photo is being uploaded to Instagram as a landscape, then it will need to be 1080 X 566. If a portrait photo is being uploaded to Instagram, then it needs to be 1080 X 1350. These different measurments for the photos will allow the photos to be seen best on different modes of the channels (mobile, tablet, and desktop). Understanding how to upload the content will help to give the best results for the social media marketing.

However, don’t just stick to one source of content. Utilizing different forms of media will help to bring more success. If a business only shows photos, switch it up and post a short video every now and then. This will be a nice change up for consumers. People get bored seeing the same thing everytime. Switch it up and keep them engaged with the content that is being shared.

Fifth is to engage in social media discussions. The whole aspect of social media is to engage with one another. Creating content that creates discussion and conversion will give more touch points and allow for larger exposure. Social media is also a great way for consumers to gain more information. Asking questions and getting feedback is also a great away to interact with the consumer.

Lastly, evaluate and analyse the results. Social media marketing is a lot of trail and error. Try different things and see if it worked. Keep track of what was successful or what wasn’t and, then figure what can be improved on. Use the results from each campaign to find out how to improve and get better. Something might work one time and not work the next time.

Each social media platform has an analytical section to it for businesses. Utilize this to see the performance of KPIs and how to improve your efforts. See what the top posts and worst posts of each campaign are and utilize the analytics to make future campaigns be more successful.

Social media marketing is relatively new and can be used as a way to get consumers more touch points with your business. Currently, it is being used to get millennials more involved as the retail world is dying. These six principles will help a business to have more success online. Remember to have fun and try new things. Showcase your business as it truly is.

Spider-Man to the Rescue

I’ve also been a big fan of Spider-Man. Growing up, I loved watching Spider-Man save people and at times I also felt somewhat like Peter Parker. However, the Peter Parker that is in the Amazing Spider-Man.


You know the one that is a bit more edgy and rides a skateboard. Loves photography but keeps that more of secrete. The Peter Parker that wants to get Gwen Stacy but feels that she is too much out of his league. Then the moment he tries to ask her out and it comes out with nothing coming out his mouth, but he walks away with a bit of a skip and  the biggest grin of his face. The Peter Parker that feels like he has to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders and because of life he doesn’t get to keep the girl. He pushes her way, when really, he needs her the most and then she moves or alters her life. Yet, he can’t stop thinking about her. Then, it is back to carrying the world. He also has a similar hairstyle to me.

I know it’s a bit sad to say but I just connected my life to a super hero. Maybe that is because I grew up in love with super heroes. My mom let me wear a cape as a child and I would pretend that I was the flash. When I got my truck, my friend named it Captain Crunch and me the Boy Wonder. I would drive off to save some aspect of the world. Lately, I’ve been watching Spider-Man on repeat because it just seems so fitting with life and I’ve wanted to escape the reality of my final semester. I  even got to do a photo-shot this semester with my buddies where I    was dressed in a Spider-Man costume. It was rather fun.


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I never realized how much people depend on me until this semester. Every day, someone at school would ask for help and have me teach them the principles. All of my group mates would depend on me to have many aspects of the projects done. Phone calls and Face-times to help many people with their homework. I’ve had to step up and take on leadership roles to guide these individuals to graduation. Then yesterday, I realized how much I do at work. My boss now wants to me train someone else on everything that I’ve been doing lately and have the up to date on my projects. It’s been what I’ve needed to help me escape my mind on the girl. Though she will occasionally creep her way into my thoughts and then I need to push them away. It has made me feel like I have to do so much or else it will never get done. I carry the weight of everyone around me. I have this notion that if I don’t, then I’m going to be letting everyone around me down. I have this fear that things won’t be done effectually and it’s not going to look good. I carry around so much and like Spider-Man, I just want to do good and succeed. I want to help the world in exchange for my stress.

The last relationship that I was in, the girl told me that I worry too much for the ones around me. That I need to let everyone around me start to carry their own burdens for a change. I just feel like I have a responsibility to help everyone. I push everyone close to me away so that I won’t hurt them. Like Spider-Man, my biggest fear is that I am going to fail. As I’ve been pondering on what is next in my life, I’ve been trying to think about what will make me happy and not those around me. It is the hardest thing that I’ve ever had to do. However, I’ve figured out my dream and passion and I’ve realized what I need to do to make sure that I am happy. As I’ve been pondering what will make me happy, I’ve found out who I  really love and it just might to late for me. So, guidelines will help me to get over her. Guidelines will help me to move forward.  Though, I  check on her a lot to make sure she is doing good and is happy (I’m not a stalker, I  promise)

So, 755 words later to show the world that I’m like Spider-Man and that I’m going after my dreams. Thank you for reading.


Like Adele, I love trilogies. I feel that there is nothing better than getting lost in a good trilogy. Recently, I found out that the Amazing Spiderman movies were supposed to be a trilogy, but was stopped due to Disney. For some reason, this upsets me.  If you’ve been following my blog lately, I told you about the number one asked question in my life in the Mystery of Love. Then, in Love, Love, Love; I told you about the second most asked question in my life right. Well, to bring this full circle, I’ll let you in on the third most asked question of my life: what is the theme song of your life?

Music has become a huge part of my life. I listen to it when I’m happy, sad, depressed, angry, studying, or just to pass the time away. There is very limited time in my day to day life where I am not listening to music. So, if there was a soundtrack of my life, it would be Wildflowers by Tom Petty.

Tom Petty was a large part of my upbringing. My 80’s mother was in love with Tom Petty, he is her favorite artists of all time. We listened to Tom Petty like he was going out of style. I remember she would rewind or fast forward the tap while driving just to jam out to her favorite songs. I don’t think there was a month where we didn’t listen to Tom Petty. I can remember the volume would be blasted and my little self would sing every word to all his hits. Tom Petty truly is a legend and a big part of my life.

Wildflowers is by far my favorite Tom Petty song. I love the message that Petty is telling the world. Though its intentions are to be a love song for saying goodbye to a lover, I think that it gives me hope that the future can bring about anything that I desire and want. My favorite part is when it says to “let your heart be your guide.” I feel that my life has always been to please others and not myself. I’ve done everything with the thought of how it will impact those around me. I never truly do anything for me. I forget that I can do what I want to do as well. I can be free and explore the world around me. Anyone that truly knows me, knows that my life goal is to own a sailboat. Tom sings that “you belong in a boat out at sea.” It reminds me of my life goal. It is still in my grasp and attainable.

This song is a bookend to most major events in my life. It was the last song played on my IPod when my family made the big drive to drop me off at college in Montana. It was also the last song that came across my truck’s stereo when I drove out of Montana back into Washington. When I drove into Washington again, it was blasting on the radio. When I dropped my bags on the bedroom floor in Provo, it was the first song that I listened to as I unpacked, nervously. When I switched apartments in Provo, I again unpacked while listening to Wildflowers. I plan on finishing my time in Provo by listening to it.

May Tom Petty rest in peace. I  will continue to look for the wildflowers in life. Wildflowers truly is a song that embodies everything in my life. May it bring you hope as well.


“You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
Sail away, kill off the hours
You belong somewhere you feel free

Run away, find you a lover
Go away somewhere all bright and new
I have seen no other
Who compares with you

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free

Run away, go find a lover
Run away, let your heart be your guide
You deserve the deepest of cover
You belong in that home by and by

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away from your trouble and worry
You belong somewhere you feel free
You belong somewhere you feel free”

Love Love Love

I think I just heard my heart sing love, love, love.

I’m currently siting in class and I received a farewell text from one of my favorite individuals. As I sit here thinking about my actions lately, I can’t help but feel love. I started to prep those around me for my departure. I know that I will be leaving this place I call my home. I’ve known since August that I will be gone. So, I’ve begun preparing those around that I will be gone. However, I feel that I am more preparing myself for this grand adventure that will be taking place in my life.

Next to my dating life, I get asked on what is next in my life. People are all curious to know what I will be using my degree for and where I will be off to next. I would like to inform the world that I have a plan!!! I know what I will be doing (You have no idea how excited that is to say!). Unfortunately, I will not be indulging that information to the world just yet. Rather, I want to keep it pure and just for me. I want to bask in the joy that this next step is for me and all for me. Every move in my life, the Lord has told me where to go. This time, he let me choose. As nerve wracking that was, it’s nothing but joy. The adventure of finding the next step has been one for the books.

Let me take you on my adventure. The past couple of months, I have applied for anything and everything. I have pictured my life in different aspects of the world and in various roles for different companies. I have allowed for each option to be on the table. Nothing has gotten written off until I have come to learn that I will not be happy in that position or given the word no. I have allowed for others to come to me too. For example, a company found this blog and approached me to be a content marketer for them. In this process, I have been rejected more than once. The word no has been something that I’ve allowed myself to become adapted to hearing. My creative outlook has been told to be unoriginal and dull in some companies. I’ve been told that I am better on paper than in person. I have been told that I will never make in the digital marketing world. I think my favorite is when I was told that I didn’t look my Facebook photo from a company. I’ve allowed the word no to shape me into this confident person.

Three weeks ago, Dr. Letty Workman, my mentor and idol, helped me to explore more options in life. She expanded my mindset and helped me to create a ten-year plan, even. I have a debt that I will never ever be able to repay to her. This plan has helped me to get a focus and direction and to know what I really want to go after. I’ve been able to wipe somethings off the table. Though, there are about three players left on the table, I’ve never been calmer about the future. I have a new-found love for what is next. I’m truly excited and love the adventure that I will be embarking on. It will shake the world and many will disagree with it, but I am ready to leap forward to it. I what will truly make me happy in this world. It is time to face my fears.

As I sit on this train, my heart is full of love for those that have touched my heart in Provo. The good, the bad, the ugly, the laughs, and the in-betweens have all shaped me to be the person that I am today. Provo, Utah has a piece of my heart! I dread the day that I will have to look out of my door and the Y won’t be there. The dating capital of the world has left the biggest impact on my life, larger than my mission. It has been the Saturday nights of just watching movies with friends and laughing till all of us need to go to bed. It’s the moment where you ask the cute girl in the ward out three times and she says no every time (and before you ask, this did happen to me). It is the moments of stress and frustration. It is the moments where you longboard down the streets with your home girl till she falls off and skids her knee. It is the moments where you cry your eyes out because of a relationship has ended. It is in the moment where you are home teaching about flirting and you have everyone in the room role play how to flirt with girls. It is in the moment of seeing your best friends walk in the classroom door each night, excited to see you. It is in the moments where you know you have lost your best friend. It is in the moment when you tell the girl no for the date. It is in the many, many, many sporting games. Nothing beats sitting in institute with your friend and your stake president is discussing the weird topics of intimacy in marriage. Provo has a piece of my heart that can never be replaced. I know that I will be sad when I say goodbye to it. So, rather than cut it off like a Band-Aid, I’ve been preparing my heart to get broken. I’ve been scared to start a new life and become fresh. I am ready for it though. My growth has come to a hindrance. There are just a few things left for me to wrap up here. In a few months, I will have accomplished those things and my adventure will continue.

Lastly, I have much love for the last few months here. I am excited to embark on the next chapter but I’m more excited to make the most out of what is left for me here. I am excited to live to the fullest. I am excited for the few all-night study cram sessions that are upon me. I am excited to get rejected from the next cute girl that I ask out. I am even more excited to go on a date with a cute girl and have it go very well. I am excited to watch the finishing touches to be placed on my final projects in school, work, and life. I am excited to take this time and fully cherish it! To cherish it to the fullest. I will never be given the experiences that I have in Provo again. I can’t wait to take advantage of them. So, yes, I will be getting the big cupcake at the Mighty Baker and I will hike the Y at least ten more times. I will longboard the canyon with my home girl and I will laugh with my roommates. I will put all my efforts to pushing to the end!

So yes, I did hear my heart sing LOVE LOVE LOVE!