Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Summer on the East Coast

This week I have been weirdly homesick for Maryland. When we were in Maryland this summer, it was incredibly hard to stay positive and see that what we were doing was a cool thing because Mark and I never got to see each other. Kind of a huge bummer for a set of newlyweds. However, the pictures have been going around lately of the model of the D.C Temple and I get so stoked every time I see someone sharing it because i'm like "That's our temple!!! We did sessions there!" Then I think about what a cool experience the good parts of Maryland were. That's when I get homesick for Maryland. 

When we got off the cruise ship at the end of our honeymoon in Baltimore, I was so terrifically sad that I was not going back to Utah. It was such a shock to me, like jumping in a freezing pool. I'm married, I live across the country from anyone and everyone I know, my life is totally different than it was last week. It was the strangest and most off-putting feeling in the world and honestly it left me reeling for about a month. However, looking back, this experience of living in a different place was absolutely everything to me. Here are a few reasons why:

Attitude is evvvvverrrythinngg
If this lesson wasn't obvious in various stages of life before, it certainly is now. I also think I maybe just learned this lesson last week. I was driving down a really dark neighborhood street in Lehi and I realized they didn't have any street lights on the street. If I were in Maryland, that would have bugged me so bad. I would have raved for the rest of the day how unsafe that was. However, since I was in Utah, I just shrugged it off. For half of the summer, I characterized my city I was living in as ghetto and run down because there were a few trashy places. Then recently, I noticed that Murray has a lot of run down and trashy places. OH MAN is it all about perspective and attitude. 
 Acceptance is a process
Even though I could have made it easier on myself with some positive thinking, the first month of living away was really hard. However, it's not an easy experience! You have to re-learn everything you once regarded as normal. As I mentioned in another post, little things like you shouldn't grocery shop at Walmart, the fact you have to drive for twenty minutes to get to a movie theater, the fact that you don't need to save as much money for gas because it's way cheaper out there, all those things are adjustments that you need to give yourself time to get used to. You can use this in all aspects of life! New ward? Give yourself time. New job? Get used to the new routine. I am not sure who ever decided that you should just jump right into things like it's all A-OK but any type of change takes adjustment time, and that's normal! My only advice would be to not judge your experience based off your adjustment time. For the first month I went on about how much I hated Maryland but I ended up really liking it at the end. I just needed to take into account some hardcore adjustment time. 
Always be open to new experiences
As hard as this summer was, I keep remembering how much it changed me for the better. It made me a more thankful and thoughtful person. I haven't exactly learned to be open to new experiences until recently, but man. Even if something is really hard, I would love to try it because I know it will pay off in the long run. Even though I learned some hard lessons this summer I would never trade those for anything!

I wrote this post in September and it's been sitting in my drafts. Since I have been feeling weirdly nostalgic lately I decided to revive it! (and add an intro) I am so happy we got to experience the things we did this summer even if it wasn't always picture perfect. 

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  1. I read this post this morning and it was super relevant to my life so thanks for finally hitting publish!! I think it's so cool/weird how we can spend a few months in a place and get so attached and then get homesick for it and stuff.

  2. that's true love <3 thanks for sharing.