Friends and family

Today, one of my best friends bore his testimony in Church about friendships. He talked about the friends he was seeing for the first time in years, the ones he left when coming to Utah, and the new friends he’s made here. He talked about how they are like family to him. I, being the cry baby I am, started bawling.

I love my family and I miss them when I’m gone.

But it is so nice to have a Provo family here. People I can rely on to be there for me, to listen to me when I’m upset, to help me whenever I need it, to laugh with me and cry with me, everything. I love where I live and I am so lucky that I decided to move in here. I’m so lucky that I took the classes that I did, that I’ve made the friends that I have, and that those friends have become my family.

If you aren’t pictured above, don’t fret. You are still my friend turned family member. I just don’t want to rummage through every picture;) 
So thanks 2013 for bringing me these great friends, and here’s hoping 2014 keeps the old and brings in some new friends too.
Happy Sunday everyone!
PS–you CAN be friends with an ex. It’s possibly the best thing ever.
PSS–Elder Low gets home in 368 days. Not like I’m counting or anything.

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