...No road ahead and we are going way too fast...

This is a new point in my life...I am getting ready to graduate from college and really move out on my own. I know that I live out on my own while going to college but there is something so much more foreboding and unreal and scary and exciting all at the same time about going to Vegas and becoming a real professional, living my life, and making real decisions for my future...who knows what is going to happen.

I am just excited and a little bit anxious about being along for the ride....It is like that feeling you get when dad used to drive really fast over those bumps on Moise Valley Road and you felt like your stomach was jumping up your throat...It is exilirating and a little frightening at the same time.

I had an experience the other day where one of my friends took

me on a little road trip outside of Rexburg. She told me she wanted me to see this hill that she loved that was on the outskirts of Rexburg. As we are driving (and believe me I thought she was a "conservative" driver) she starts to speed up, the road is flat and there are few hills, no shoulder and no one coming...She keeps building up speed and I am getting a little nervous that her car can't stay on track going so fast and all of the sudden I look ahead and there is nothing, no road, no place to go...and then we are going down and I got that feeling again, the fear and anxiety mixed with pure thrill and enjoyment....It Scared me to death, and while I liked it the conservative collected part of me freaked out a bit when she turned around and took me back down the hill.

Though I will probably never go on that road again,

I do know that is how I feel right now about Student Teaching,

graduating, and making real life decisions that so far I have avoided-not sure if it was

purposly or not, but I have avoided them.
So here goes...this Blog is dedicated to me and this rollercoaster I feel I am being thrown off of...feel free to stay along for the ride!

About Time....

Times are changing and I am facing some serious decisions in my life. For the first time in my life, I don't have a real plan. When I graduated from high school in Fort Benton Montana I knew that I was going to college, I knew that and I knew I was going to come to Brigham Young University Idaho. When I turned 21 I knew without a doubt that I was supposed to serve a mission, I knew that I would be in the MTC for two months and then fly down to Antofagasta Chile for a total of a year and a half. I planned to come home and earn money before returning to school, but several months before I left the mission I knew that I was going to go to school right away and trust that the Lord would help me find the money necessary for my schooling. I knew the day I came home that I would have to fix my car, unpack my stuff, pack my stuff and head off to school within less than a week, that I would be starting a new adventure and that I would finish school in several years.

I knew then that my major would be Home and Family Education with an emphasis in Spanish Education. I know now that I am going to student teach in Las Vegas Nevada come January, and that I gradute from BYU-I in April...but what comes after is what really scares me. I guess it is not so much what I am going to be doing, but where do I want to do this? Is Nevada a place I want to stay for a long time? How about Montana....is that an option? There's always Washington... maybe Graduate school... Is marraige something that might come along? Where am I going to be able to be part of a young single adult program or be part of a good singles ward?

I think I think I think I think tooo much!!!!!

So a little bit about myself...I am 24, almost 25. I was born and raised in Montana on a potato farm. I am the oldest of 7 children and I was the first to leave home. Mom and Did still live on the farm in Montana, three of us are gone from home, and one is about to leave. My brother Justin and I are at school at BYU-I...we both went on missions to Chile, and I have only been in school about a year and a half longer than he has. Melissa is number three, she came here to school for a semester, but is now married and living in Washington with her husband Jeff and our first nephew Jackson. I still send my important mail home to Montana because I am moving soo much with college life and all, but soon that should be changing. I hopefully will have my own place, my own job (that I love and I chose to have) and I will be a part of a community again. Mom is a little sad that I probably wont stay as close to home as I have been the past several years though I know she is happy for me. Dad needs help on the farm, his hired hands are fewer and fewer every year.

I suppose the most important decision should make me happy and help me become better in my field as a professional. No matter what happens, I have to be happy with what I am going to do....this blog is my journey from now until then....whenever and wherever I am...