I few days ago (ten to be exact)
a friend of mine on Facebook updated their status-
it read:
"I wish introductions and conclusions didn't exist"
and I couldn't help but think about how profound that was.
Especially in this last couple of days.
I've been feeling so emotional and nostalgic about leaving Rexburg
I had a rockin' semester. Honestly, probably the best semester of my college career yet.
Good friends,
Good classes,
Good ward,
Good job,
Good times,
Good weather,
Good teachers,
Good spirit,
Good teachers,
Good spirit,
Overall, just good.
And now, as I say goodbye, I can't help but think
"How come I started loving this stinky place as soon as it was time to say goodbye."
Because, who knows if I will come back?
Who knows if I do, that it will ever be the same?
Who of these people, that have been my family away from home, will I never see again in this life?
I was so reluctant to leave.
I dragged it out, because I could.
I felt like I needed to stay goodbye to everything
and everyone.
But sometimes goodbye's are the worst thing you can think of,
So you wait until it's two in the morning and she is walking out the door.
and then, they are even more terrible.
And you not to cry because it's over,
but instead by happy that it happened.
But as you start your drive home alone,
You are a reminded of a lesson you kept being told:
and you weren't sure why,
but all of a sudden it's clear.
So au revior to Rexburg,
If we shall meet again,
It will be another great day, at BYU-Idaho.














































