Today I received my grades from my last semester at BYU. And while I was secretly terrified that somehow I was going to fail a class and not graduate, my fears were unnecessary. GPA: 3.9, my highest yet. I couldn't help but think back to my first semester at BYU. Winter 2008 GPA= 1.66. Woof. Not my proudest moment, but look where I've come!
Fall 2008: 3.0
Winter 2009: 3.5
Fall 2009: 3.6
Winter 2010: 3.81
Fall 2010: 3.86
Winter 2011: 3.91
So I'm not proud of the 1.66, but I am sure proud of the progression.
The grades aren't what I'm most proud of though. I'm proud of the friends I made, the husband I met, the life-skills I learned, and the hard work I put it. I'm done with college classes, my time at BYU and in Provo is done. I get teary eyed just thinking about it because I really did love my time there. So many amazing, life-changing things happened in that little town.
Lived with my best friends. We only got in a few fights and we're still friends, hallelujah.
Met a cute boy.
That cute boy became my first love.
Then we got married.
I made the most amazing new friends.
Became a teacher.
Met a family that will be in my life forever.Utah was good to me. I have so many great memories of my time there. As I took my last walk across BYU's campus I couldn't stop crying. I'm so happy I got to do all that I did and experience all I did. Those 5 years will always bring a smile to my face.
Now I get to start a new chapter in Texas. I'm so happy to be back with my husband and continue our life together and make new amazing memories here.
