Wednesday, September 19, 2018

A Real Sort of Magic

September 19, 2018
     Since I didn't have a class until 2:00, I slept in for a bit, showered, got ready for the day, and did some homework.  I left for campus at about 1:00.
     As I walked, I thought about how comfortable I already feel up here.  It's been less than a week, and I already love it here.  That has never happened.  It usually takes me a good long while to get used to something new, but I feel totally and completely at home.
     Then, as I was passing the Manwaring Center on my way to the Snow Building, I ran into none other than President Eyring (the university president, not the General Authority).  He shook my hand and asked me my name, where I'm from, what high school I went to, and how long I've been at BYU-Idaho.  After telling him that I love it here, he told me that even though the weather won't hold up, he hoped that I'd still feel that way.
     What an appropriate analogy for life.
     It was most definitely the highlight of my day, and for the next couple hours, I couldn't believe that it had actually happened.
     I had Music & the Humanities and Spanish this afternoon, and then came back to the apartment.  We had a student living meeting tonight, but other than that, it was mostly just filled with homework.  The load is manageable as long as I stay on task.
     There is something truly special about this place, and I'm already looking forward to my future semesters.
     "So count your blessings every day.  It makes the monsters go away.  And everything will be okay.
     "You are not alone.  You are right at home.  Good night."

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