Sacrifice

I’ve recently been thinking a lot about sacrifice. Not the ritualistic kind, but the giving up something kind. My parents have always been a great example of this to me. Not only do they give up so much for my sisters and me, but they’ve always taught us how important sacrifice is. From a very young age, I remember asking my mom and dad for random things at the store, and they wouldn’t tell me that I couldn’t have it, but they would ask me if I was willing to spend my own money on the item. This simple act taught me so much: patience, financial reasoning, self-sufficiency, etc. But most importantly, it taught me sacrifice. To this day, before I make almost any purchase, I think “Do I really want to spend my money on this, or can I use my resources in a better way?”  

Now, I’ve been really blessed in my life; I’ve never had to give up anything significant. As I get older though, I find myself making bigger sacrifices than “should I buy this Barbie or save my money to get something even better?” It’s more like “should I live in this tiny house with complete strangers so I can actually put money into savings every month or should I live where I want all by myself but have no extra money?” That seemed like a moderately inconsequential decision at the time, but I’m very grateful that I chose the first option, as I have had some major expenses recently that I did not anticipate. And I know that, as I progress through this crazy life, I will probably have to make even more significant sacrifices.

I’m grateful for the foundation that my parents laid when I was young, because I’ve learned (sometimes the hard way) that I can’t have everything I want. I’m also very grateful for the Savior, who is the ultimate example of sacrifice. Without their examples, I would not have the perspective that I have now, that it’s okay to not have everything. It’s okay to struggle, to have to make sacrifices. It's just one of those life experiences that somehow refines and strengthens me and helps me become more like the Savior. And what could possibly be better than that?

RE: An Ideal World

I've made a huge mistake.

I think that I gave the wrong impression with my last post. I just needed some way to express my frustrations and worries and desires (I had a smoothie for lunch, by the way,) and I thought my blog would be a good outlet for that. 

I've had a lot of significant changes in my life over the past year. Health related issues, an out-of-my-comfort-zone move to D.C., graduating from college, and several other changes. I've mentioned some of these things in my blog posts before, but I don't always talk about the fears and worries that I have regarding these topics. I put on my brave girl face and keep those fears and worries out of the public eye. 

But I don't want to do that anymore. I was talking to my friend about this topic, and she told me to watch this video about vulnerability:

I want to get to the point where I can be okay with my own vulnerabilities. And that's what I was trying to do with my last post. I have some serious concerns and worries sometimes that other people my age don't even really think about. (For example, how many 22 year olds in your life throw around the words "thyroglobulin" and "papillary carcinoma" and discuss their Synthroid level like it's some badge of honor.) But I'm also so happy! I'm alive, I'm healthy and strong (for the most part,) I have the greatest family and friends anyone could ask for, and I get to spend all day in my pajamas looking at recipes on Pinterest. Life is beautiful, but every rose has its thorn. 

By the way, I accepted my ideal job offer yesterday with a great company out here in Utah. Thank you for all your prayers, positive thoughts, and good vibes on my behalf. 

An Ideal World

I've had a lot on my mind recently: 

• I just graduated from college, which is terrifying.
• I'm unemployed, which is probably why being a graduate seems so terrifying.
• It's been about a year since my cancer diagnosis.
• It's going to be another five months before I find out if I need another round of radiation treatment or if I just need to keep waiting it out.
• Unemployment is fun for a couple of weeks, but it gets tiring.
• I've been living out of a suitcase for the last month, because I don't have my own residence yet, because I don't have a job. 
• What am I going to eat for lunch?
• How am I going to get to Arizona for my sister's wedding next month? (I'm contemplating walking. It's not that far from Provo to Mesa, right?)
• Why does it seem like some people have everything going for them? They're attractive and smart, they take amazing (read: expensive) vacations, they get good jobs without even trying, and whatever else perfect people have. 
• I'm broke. 

There's lots of other worries and nonsense floating around in my brain, but if I continue, I'm just going to get bitter or emotional or angry or something. So, for now, I'm just going to focus on the most immediate problem on that list: lunch.

Dear Friends

I've made no effort to maintain this blog during my time here in Washington. It's just not super high on my priority list to keep up with two blogs, both about my personal life. So if you want to know about my goings-on, check out my DC blog:

dcadventuretime.wordpress.com