graduation – Here Is The Low Down

Hello friends! Here it is, Randy and I posting together!! We’re both really excited to be working on this together!

Remember, look for me in normal font, and Randy in bold.

Randy and I got to spend time with some of our awesome high school friends the other day. It involved celebrating Caleb and Danny’s birthdays, Indian curry, and mini-golfing in the rain. Basically, an incredible day. These guys have been some of my best friends for a really long time. It’s been kinda hard because they all live in Salt Lake City and I’m all the way down here in Provo. It’s always great to get together with these guys! I was worried that Maddy was going to be kinda left out as the only girl, but I feel like she had a blast. I know I did!

This beautiful girl graduated from BYU a week ago! I can’t describe how proud of her I am. She’s pretty amazing. Last Sunday was spent celebrating with both of our families! My mom cooked up her famous Cafe Rio (It was delicious!), and even ordered the cutest cakes!

This weekend I got to spend time with my favorite girls for an out of this world bridal shower! Randy had to come sneak a picture before he was kicked out…;)

I love these girls so much! It was so much fun to hang out, eat, and spend some time with them before I tie the knot!

And here’s to my beautiful little sister for racing all day at the BYU Invite, then racing to get ready just in time for prom! She looked so beautiful, and I honestly am so proud of her for just nailing life.

Elder Chris Wirthlin returned home from the Japan Fukuoka mission. He and I were lucky enough to be called to the same mission. While we were in the MTC, we spent a took a picture with these twins. This last sunday, we recreated the picture, so fun to see them all again!

So that’s the Low Down this week, we have a great month ahead of working, playing, and planning!

Happy Sunday everyone, and happy wedding month to us!

I remember walking into my new dorm for the first time, 3 years ago. I remember being a nervous freshman, going to orientation, meeting new people.

I remember trying to navigate classes those first few days. I remember singing in my new ward on the first week and being so nervous. I remember learning how to buy my own food and do my own laundry.

I remember making friends that I never expected. I remember reading and studying sooooooo much, late into the night. I remember when this new place started to feel a little bit more like home. I remember driving back to my apartment after Randy left me for two years. I remember cabin trips and movie nights and eating dinner with all my roommates.

I remember getting into my program. I remember debating about what to do with my minor. I remember applying for jobs and landing one at BYU Radio that I loved. I remember new friends and wards, roommates getting married and friends going on missions.

I remember days of feeling lost and days of feeling so sure of myself. I remember dates and bonfires and dances. I remember hours of reading the news and trying to crack computer code. I remember walking out of the Testing Center triumphant, and sometimes very defeated.

I remember breakdowns involving brownie batter or cookie dough. I remember writing letters, papers, talks, and lessons. I remember calling my mom or roommates or Randy as I walked to campus.

I remember study sessions and group projects that lasted forever. I remember hard classes that made me think, and easy classes where I pinned about my future wedding. I remember finals weeks that hit me like a tornado. I remember summer nights filled with laughter and the promise of being able to sleep in the next day.

I remember hours in the Student Alumni office, and days put into service events. I remember internship hours, research, and lots of applications. I remember nights of prayers for help, and confirmations about the direction I was going. I remember nights where I cried myself to sleep, and nights I fell asleep with a smile on my face. I remember bringing Randy to my apartment for the first time.

I remember long hours in the newsroom, writing and anchoring. I remember too many trips hauling a camera around for a story.

I remember long phone calls with my dad to figure out html and php. I remember finding favorite places to eat and shop. I remember rooftop concerts and weekend parties. I remember camping and cabin trips. I remember late late late night trips to IHOP and Denny’s and In and Out.

I remember devotionals and stake conferences. I remember long hours of church meetings and activities that were too much fun. I remember the excitement of each new semester and the relief when it was over. I remember driving home to my apartment after getting engaged, to cute roommates and a surprise party.

I remember so many nights of thinking, “I need to remember how this feels. Right now.” I remember countless football and basketball and baseball games. I remember cheering until I lost my voice and wearing blue to represent my school.

I remember having so much love and support from my family, friends, roommates, and Randy Low. I remember walking around campus, and realizing this wasn’t just BYU, this was home. This is home.

And yesterday, as I walked across that stage, all those memories came flooding back. My time at BYU has been absolutely incredible. It’s been hard, academically, emotionally, and spiritually. But I wouldn’t trade my time here for anything in the world. I love BYU with all of my heart.

And I am so proud to say that I graduated magna cum laude, in Communications with a minor in Digital Humanities. In three years. I am a BYU Grad.