I woke up yesterday staring at my ceiling and wondering what my day had in store for me. Would it be just another day of school or would it be different because I knew that it was the first day of the last semester I would be at BYU-I. The last first day of my time walking through the snow to get to my classes. I got up, took a shower, read, prayed and was out the door like normal but my view of campus and the other students on campus was anything but normal.
I could see the newer students running around and mustering the courage to ask strangers where their buildings and classes were, I saw students who were being dropped off and picked up by roommates, friends and family. Everyone has new clothes and backpacks, accessories and books for the coming school year. I saw parents helping their kids get their things into their apartments and standing in line with their recently returned RM children to make sure they knew what they were in for.
Do grandparents look at everyone like this? Is this what wisdom feels like? Is being able to see others doing things that you've done and actually say, "Been there. Done that." the process of maturity?
I'm not sure if I like this feeling quite yet or not. Each day that passes not only adds experience to my life but perspective on things that were and are and are yet to be.
schedule for the next 2 years.
(with exception to marriage because who knows how to plan for that haha)
Graduate Undergraduate program in April
Work in Alaska from May to Sept.
Study for GRE for Grad School
Get accepted and go get my MBA
let's see how this all works out!
