Since moving back to Utah to take care of my grandma, time has both flown by and stood still. The months/years are rolling by quickly; I blinked and missed most of May. I turned 29 this year and have experienced an uncomfortable amount of anxiety over getting "old". Michael and I have taken care of Grandma for 3 years, living in a bubble where every day seems to be exactly the same as the day before. The world slips by, waiting for no one, leaving us behind. I got old before I even had the chance to really live.
Not all that much has happened or changed since my last post. I got a job working for the Aviation department of Utah Valley University last July...budget cuts took said job away from me in November. I was crushed. I went back to Substitute teaching and spent February to May teaching Special Education at Provo High School. I'm considering going back to school for my teaching credentials...
At least I worked on something great while I was there.
Michael started working for U.S Synthetic as a Press Operator last October and he loves it. He is also in his second semester of Aircraft Maintenance school and is eager to graduate and move on to bigger, better things. Our plan is to move back to Fort Worth once Michael is done with school. I have been working as a freelance photographer, building my business and honing my skills, dreaming of opening a natural light studio when we get back to Texas.
I think the highlight of our time back in Utah has been the addition of our gorgeous furbaby, Blue Belle.
We adopted her in December 2012 (a few months after we moved back) and have loved every minute of our lives with her. The cats may feel differently about her, though...
