The other day at church I was reading my patriarchal blessing.
I do love reading it so.
It always lifts my spirits and reminds me of what an amazing life I have still ahead of me.
I read one particular part that has NEVER stood out to me before.
It described the kind of vocation I would have for myself.
I won't go in to detail, as that is both private and not appropriate to share with the world on this said internet, but it was spot on of what I do at New Haven.
I couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.
It just made me so happy that when I was a 16 year old teenager, Heavenly Father knew the kind of job that would fill me with joy.
How fun. And cool.
I seriously can't describe how incredible my job is.
I get to see hurt, scared, hopeless girls come in and strong, healed, lovable girls come out.
One of the girls I am particularly close to is graduating from the program on Wednesday.
I thought I was doing ok with it, but I realized while driving home and thinking about her leaving, that I'm really not ok. So I just cried. And cried some more.
I will miss her little British self so.
I start up a new post alllll about my job quite frequently because I want y'all to know in detail what I do, but it overwhelms me.
It is ridiculously hard to describe and then for someone to fully understand.
If I ever get around to doing it, it may have to be a mini series. :)
Anywho...those Costco cookies won't eat themselves...