Kyle and I made a trip to Logan this weekend to visit the family. I have two inspiring thoughts that came from this weekend getaway. (okay, maybe not so inspiring, maybe just random and important to me.) I just have to say that Logan is the most peaceful, beautiful city in the world. Okay, so I may be bias, BUT, what I am trying to say is that after living in the "big city" (Salt Lake), and experiencing the apartment living lifestyle, where you look out your window to traffic and five Mcdonald's on one block. (so unhealthy people), I have come to appreciate the "not so big" towns. Yes I have even succumbed to the idea that living in Fillmore, Utah, my husband's home town (population of 2,253...more cows than people, if you know what I mean), would really be an ideal place to live. Why? PEACE. QUIET. NO TRAFFIC. SPACE. NATURE. Seriously though, I believe I have taken for granite the luxury of just walking outside and going for a run up the canyon or to a nearby park. Yes, smaller towns have their downfalls, but the pros definitely out weigh the cons. In conclusion, I believe I have learned over the past 4 months that I am not so much a "city girl" as I may have previously believed.
Second thought. Sunday morning, I was looking through some old journals of mine in my parents house. Inside a notebook only five pages full (a journal I attempted to "start", but lost ambition to do so, I seem to have a lot of those), was a paper that I remember filling out in a Young Women's class when I was about a Junior in High School. On the top it read, " My plans for the next ten years....where will I be" As I read it, I chuckled to myself for two reason. I laughed at how detailed it was first of all (including everything I wanted in my future husband, down to hair color and all). Second, I laughed because boy was I WAY OFF! It went something like this...
1. Graduate from High School.
2. Go to BYU Hawaii for a year.
3. Come home, go to college in Salt Lake for nursing.
4. Meet my husband, get married when I turn 21.
Then I precede to write what my husband will be:
returned missionary
Business man.
about 6'3 and blonde
graduated from college, 26 years old.
5. Start a family, have 6 kids.
Well, didn't quite make it to BYU Hawaii, got married 4 years later than I'd planned,I hate needles so I'm a little confused as why I wanted to be a nurse, definitely didn't marry the first, second, thrid guy I dated, (thank heavens), threw in a mission before #4, and I have yet to bare children.....
I guess my "inspiring thought" is that sometimes we get something totally different then what we plan, but that it turns out to be perfect for us. It seems everyone likes to "bear their testimonies" on these blogs (still getting use to blogging thing), about their spouses, but seriously. My husband is the BEST. I couldn't imagine having married anyone else. And I'm glad I had to wait for him because he was definitely worth it. On top of that, it gave me time to grow and learn, I'd never trade serving a mission for anything because of what I learned. For me, I couldn't have learned any other way. And before this gets any cheesier, (tear) and plus I'm at work and suppose to be working, I will end this. The end.
5 comments:
Hey Ruth, I just found your blog, and you are beautiful as ever! Looks like you have been having fun!
Ruthie,
Way to jump aboard the blogging train! I was so excited to hear from you so thanks for leaving a comment on mine. Our little Emmett is due this Saturday and I'm feeling SO READY! Is that weird that he'll have the same name as your last name?! Just think of it this way, I'll think about you all the time! I loved your post and have to agree with how awesome our lives turn out even though it is usually so different then we'd ever imagined! I'm also with you on the small town feel. I think that's why we ended up here in St.George! Love and Miss You!
Wahoo new posts!!! I totally agree with you on the small town thing. Vegas is WAY too big!
Your list was seriously funny:) I found something simmilar a year or so ago, though I didn't go into detail about my future husband!
I understand where you're coming from about small towns. I had the same feelings after living in DC for a few months. THEN suddenly I started to really, really like it! Weird. But I still love smaller towns- can't help it being raised in goo ole CV.
I really, really like you. The end. :) (Okay, not the end ... maybe this is something I needed to hear today ... *hopefully* one day I will be able to feel the same as you do.) :)
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