I want the sun to stay for awhile

Daryl and I went to St. George this past weekend. It was REALLY great. We got some sun and got a nice little break before the stress of finals and papers started.

I am currently writing a terrible paper right now. I am struggling to concentrate and even get the minimum requirement done. It is going to be a rough paper. I just hope it turns out alright. I am doing very well in the class though. So hopefully it won't bring my grade down if I don't do well.

But going to St. George was super GREAT! We tried to find these falls that didn't exist. So basically we walked around in the desert for hours wearing flip flops. It was a nice little hike though. I got these intense blisters from my flip flop which kind of made walking miserable after that. But they are almost healed now! Thank goodness.

We also went down to Zion's canyon. We road horses there and it was just a lot of fun. I am kind of obsessed with southern Utah and the red rocks and stuff. I think I kind of love the desert weather. I think that it just because I grew up most of my life in green states. That I kind of like the color change. But those rocks are so amazing. They just spring up and are breath taking to look at. We got to ride horses up in Zion. It was so wonderful. Daryl rode a horse named Fancy And mine was sweet. It was speckled like a cow but it was brown instead of black and it had blue eyes. Mine's name was Charlie. We enjoyed the ride but my butt hurt like crazy when we got done. I wouldn't have been a good cow girl.

Then we went out to eat and laid by the pool and listened to conference. It was wonderful. I enjoyed getting some sun and hanging out with a sweet weekend with Daryl. He is my favorite person to vacation with :)

I wish we could have stayed longer. I have just been busy with tests, quizzes, papers and what not. I am going to be finished with a lot this week. So finals week will be a breeze for me. I am excited for that.

I went to a job interview this week and Heritage. Just waiting to hear back from them. Hope I got the job. That would be sweet! But not getting my hopes up just yet. It is kind of my last chance to get a job in my field for some experience so finger crossed!

Daryl's sister came down early for the weekend to hangout with us. It was a lot of fun. I got to hang out with her a lot. We got to talk and what not before she headed back to Indiana for a couple weeks. I am excited for her to move down to provo this summer! It will be nice to have family down here!

We also bought a Gopro camera! I am way excited to try it out in Hawaii and what not. It will be a lot of fun! We just picked it up this morning. Adventures to come with that sweet thing!

Well that is about all that has happened this week!

You're how old? And been married for how long? Do you know anything...

"Nope. But I am learning."


I read an article the other day about this girl talking about how she and her husband got married young. It really was pretty cool to read. But it got me thinking about myself and why I got married young.

I think getting married young isn't a bad thing. I am still getting my degree and it has taught me to grow up a little bit. I still might be immature, young, and not know a lot about life. But I have a learned a lot. Random things too. I knew things but I keep thinking do you really know things until you experience them? Not really. Experience is the best thing you can have. I can't go over all the things I have learned they'd be boring to you all and you'd be like what is the point.

My husband, Daryl. He is the man. He is way more mature than me. In many ways. I still do weird things that I would have done when I was 6 years old. Hey! Daryl. Look at this! His response...Ok. You are so weird. Yeah. Sometimes I just wish he'd be weird with me! But I am training him up! He is getting better but for real. He is legit!

I grew up getting things I thought I deserved. A car when I was 16, Not having a job (because of sports) which I could have gotten one-wished I would have too, a cell phone. Now that I look back on my life. I had it real good. I was a dumb teenager and thought it's what I deserved. I was a good kid and what not but those things were a REAL privilege. I wish I could go back and tell myself to stop being a brat and realize I had it way good.

Oh so I had to mow the lawn and do chores. I complained about all of those things. I really never did anything per say "hard". My dad taught me hard work. Even though he never forced me to do anything super difficult. I learned how to work in the yard. I learned how to mow, how to pull weeds, put out mulch, dig up sprinklers, put in drains, grow a garden, ect. And I learned from my mom how to keep a house presentable. I learned how to dust, how to clean a bathroom, ect. You guys know housework I won't go into it. I learned valuable lessons from my parents. I am grateful for all they taught me and did for me. They did way too much. And I am grateful for their kindness.

Well so I met my husband and learned all about him. Every time he told me a story my mouth would drop open in disbelief. He had a job ever since he was 16, he came out and supported himself all on his own when he moved out to Utah, he built a like house basically in his life. I don't know if that's what got to me or what. But that boy learned hard work at an early age. I know that his mom taught him the value of hard work as well. I hadn't even experienced life close to the way he had. I admired him from the start. Every time I talked to him I never wanted it to stop. I saw so many great qualities in him that I wanted my future spouse to have. I wanted to pass out traits to my kids that he had. He was perfect.

So we got married. It was fast. I met him about a year ago. He was one of my best friend's friend. She liked him so why couldn't he be a good friend of mine? We hit it off instantly. Things moved way faster than I could have even handled. I wanted to slow it down. I had big plans in my future and the closer I got to him the more I saw those flying away from me. I was loving every minute of it though. Next thing I knew a few weeks had flown by we had talked about everything. Even marriage. My mind was blown. I wanted go on a mission for my church, I wanted to graduate college, I wanted to have a stable career going before I met someone. I was going to be AT LEAST 25. And we were going to date a year then get married. After we had really known each other and I could really tell it was right.

Well that didn't happen. I got married 6 months later. But if anything I knew everything was right when I met him. Everything just kind of fell into place. I always wanted God to give me a straight out answer telling me someone was right for me. I was even scared to pray about it. I knew it was right but it was so soon. I prayed and Bam! The feeling overcame me. I couldn't deny it. If you know something is right? Why wait? If your staring into something and know without a doubt it's right. Who wouldn't do it? Marriage is scary. I get that. But I'd take scary and right over wrong and relaxing.

Anyways I got married at 20. Big freakin deal. I am sure most would say I was too young. I had my whole life ahead of me. Why would I run off and get married. Well I will tell you. I don't know when I will be the most mature. I don't know when my brain will fully develop. Esp because they keep changing the age it was like 21 now its like 30. Jk. But for real. I don't know any of that. I do know the older I get the more I will be set in my ways. Why not start that off with the person I love? I don't care what anyone says. I know what love is. I will stay together with my husband forever. I know marriage is hard but I will never let other things get in the way of something that is the most important to me.

You know I could have gone on a mission. Got married later on. I am sure life would have worked out just fine. But I don't think I would have grown up as much as I have now. I don't think I would learn the things I am learning until 10 years later. I think things would have been harder. I really do. Marriage has taught me a lot. I have learned to cling to my husband not my parents. (although I still call my mom a lot ;) I have learned about taxes, loans, grants, terrible dinners, good dinners, bills..ect. One of the most important things I have learned is how to be more selfless. Now I am not perfect. Mom's with children give a lot more and even other wives do. But I have learned to stop thinking about myself so much. When you are single you think about yourself. You only worry about yourself. So you please yourself. Marriage is different. You want to make the other person happy. You have to compromise. You have to argue to fix things. People think arguing is such a bad thing and leads to divorce.  That is not true! Every one argues and they argue different. Every one handles things differently than ourselves. I've learned how to argue with someone I spend long hours with. I have learned how to apologize (was terrible at this). My marriage is more important than any fight. In the end I know no matter what it is about we will figure it out. We will compromise. This is the greatest lesson I have learned. Although the bills and budgeting have been great lessons.

Daryl is someone I have gone through a lot with. We will keep going through things together. I am glad at such a young age. I have someone to turn to. A life long partner. The hardest working guy I know. I know he will always come through for our family. I am grateful for a young marriage and everything it has taught me.