Does that make me crazy? Probably.

Lately my thoughts have been all over the place. I will try and write down how I'm feeling, but already I can feel this post might be a little crazy.

Well I am finally here in Hamilton, and already I love it here. I love being so close to the temple, I feel closer to the spirit already. Today I went for a walk past the church college and up the hill to the temple. The whole way I was walking I couldn't help thinking of my Grandad. He was the head electrician for the building of both buildings. My whole life I have heard wonderful things about the church college. Stories from Grandad from when he was working there. To see that fabulous place for myself was wonderful. It saddens me now that it has closed down, because I know of the many blessings it brought to these people.

I hope that while I am here in Hamilton I will be able to meet some people my own age. I am getting desperate for some good company. I didn't realize how good I had it before, when everyone was only a text away. I wish I could talk to my old friends. I miss you guys. We were so close, we could share everything. I miss that. I miss talking to you. What if we could be together for just one more day? Wouldn't that be glorious? I would have so much to tell you.

Remember when we were younger and everything seemed like such a big deal? No matter what age you are, there were problems, concerns, and difficulties. At the time, it was all consuming. Whether it was a lollypop that was dropped in the dirt, a fight with your best friend, or your mum constantly making you do the dishes. Now as I am older I have realized how ridiculous some of those problems were. Lollypops can be washed off, friendships repaired, and I have realized the dishes won't go away by whining. But now that I am old, mature and somewhat wise I can't help but wonder- what am I missing?  Will I look back on these years and laugh at how clueless I was? Will I wish I had handled certain situations better? Will I regret my actions? I hope not. I hope I will look back on these years and smile. Pleased that I handled everything I was given with strength and faith, persevering and always moving forward to become the person I am supposed to be.
But wait a minute.
Who am I supposed to be? And how do I become that person? Will I ever figure that question out? What am I supposed to do with this life I have been given? There should be an instruction manual or something. cause it's confusing sometimes.

This picture made me smile...

Horizontal stripes + vertical stripes = plaid