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The Best Two Years

For all my Mormon readers please don't think i've decided to serve a mission. For everyone else, welcome to my life. When I planned on doing my two year post I had emailed myself pictures of the 21 most important things to happen to my life since I moved to Utah. If you haven't figured it out yet, I have lived here two years as of Sunday. Considering time and how crazy my life is currently you'll have to trust me when I say that the past two years of my life have been some of the most important years I've had thus far on Earth. In two years my life has changed and so have I. When my car pulled out of the driveway in Florida I couldn't even comprehend how my life would be two years later, or even 6 days later. The biggest part of my life right now is preparing for the school year to start. School starts on the 19th and I have had heartburn for at least 6 hours now because of the stress. I spent all day in a training learning new things, then I spent three hours in my classroom, and now I've at least four hours of cutting and pasting to go. This afternoon when I got home from the training so I could change my clothes I was feeling extremely overwhelmed at how crazy my life is currently. I had the brilliant idea to get on my knees and pray to my Heavenly Father to let him know of my struggles. I knew He already knew what I was going through, but I needed to verbally tell Him and feel his love soon after. After I said my simple prayer I had the most amazing feeling wash over my entire body. I suddenly knew that my life is exactly where it needs to be. My life needs to be hectic at this point because my Heavenly Father knows that I can handle it. If there is one thing I have learned these past two years is that God has a plan for my life. He knows me perfectly. He loves me when I'm laying on the floor trying not to have a meltdown. He loves me when I'm on Cloud 9 because I'm so excited to teach those second graders. He loves me perfectly and He knows where my life is headed. Through all the chaos, through all the stress, I know that without a doubt my Heavenly Father has got my back. Two years and many more to go. I love my life and I am grateful for it.

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