Picking up the pieces exactly where I left them...

Well now. Here comes that blog post that I think that about 3 people have been waiting for....yes, yes. I am now home in Utah. I'm not going to tell you what happened because I'm sick of telling the story, but what I will tell you is this...

I am so grateful for the people in my life, and the experiences that I get to have because of said people. Being in New York for almost three months opened up a lot of doors in my brain, and if I ever got the the chance to do it all over again I would say yes in a heart beat. I met people who will always be imprinted in my heart, and I saw places I thought I would never see as a teenager. I moved out of my house at 19 to move to a completely new place, and all I did while I was there was complain about how much I missed my home. I wish I would have known I'd be home so soon...

So all that is left now is to tell you all this--I learned from such a great experience. I know I SHOULD have written more and I know that I SHOULD have done this and that, but you know what? I lived my life for the first time...and I know what to look for now for the next time I have an experience to live. I'm back home, and this is where I belong...for now.

So this blog isn't going to end, but I can't guarantee there is going to be that INTERESTING of stories to tell...so I'll just have to make the stories happen, right!

:) Until next time my friends. <3