For a lot of you 30 isn't old. I guess it really isn't too old, but freakin' A, another decade and I will be in my 40's. That is crazy.
This month it will be 11 years since I received my mission call. I can say that time has gone by extremely fast. In February it will be 9 years since I got back. A decade ago, I was a few months into my mission. Now I have 3 nephews who have served or are serving missions and 2 are married, 1 with a kid. Time is crazy, it goes faster than I could ever have imagined.
Back in high school I got the speech from dad more than once. "Do you wanna dig ditches your whole life"? That was encouraging me to put as much time into my studies as memorizing Dumb and Dumber lines. He also mentioned things like "When you have your own family" or "When you serve a mission." I thought, yeah yeah, that is so far in the future, that won't ever happen. I think everyone is catching my drift....At some point along the way, we are all getting friggin' old.
I am in my last semester of college. It will be a happy day when I have that piece of paper finally. I am starting an internship today. I am excited about that. We will see if this is the foot in the door I need in the world of sports or if it is really the route I will take.
I don't know who all remembers this, but I remember when Mom and Dad broke the news to us that we were moving to Park City. In the end, of course, it ended up being Heber. Heber is where it's at and I am glad we ended up there instead of PC. We were driving in the car and they just kind of said it. At the time, I thought Park City was the coolest town on earth. I knew it as the place with Grandpa's other house and the Alpine slide. I remember pulling up in front of the old pioneer home for the first time. I remember the smell of my room, the one on the left after hiking up the stairs of death. The drawers were built into the wall, and don't shut the door unless you have a hanger to pick the lock. That house holds some of the best memories I will always carry with me, yet some of the worst too, which I will not address.... All in all, it was a great era, I loved living there and Bellows Glass was really sad when we left the block. Heber is the greatest town on earth in my humble opinion, and maybe Michelle and I will end up there one of these days. Springville is growing on me a lot though too, I like it.
One of the shock factors for me right now is technology. We talk about CD's like they are 8tracks now. People are going away from DVD's. Netflix is highly subscribed to. In some ways, I kind of miss the way things used to be. I hadn't even mentioned Facebook yet. They really should change the name of it to Openbook because some people post every damn step of their day on there. Some people grace us with a quote from President Monson, followed by an F bomb. There are drivers licenses, there should be social media licenses and some people should just stay the freak off the internet. Now that I am done with that soap box, I think I made the point that technology is crazy and we live in a different time. Suddenly 1993, feels like 1933.
I think that is a good stopping point for this post.
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