And then one day, I grew up.

I'm not quite sure what it is about this week. Perhaps it is just about that time when having a married status really settles in, halfway into your first year together. Or, maybe it is my rekindling of a love affair with making stuff (see my friend silly willey blog link). Probably, more likely, it is that I am going to turn 28 this year and that I have a blossoming career, along with the adult responsibility of providing our way through music school.

Whatever it is, I've been struck this week with the realization and observation that I hardly analyze anything anymore, that I don't really struggle to make decisions anymore, that I am not afraid to confront an awkward situation directly if I need to, and I certainly don't get overwhelmed or stressed about the past or the future, which used to really be one of my main issues. Somehow, one day recently I became a grown up, and it seems that my traces of naïveté, of free-reign emotions, and most of all, the primary offender of maturity and progression, overanalyzing have all but become extinct. Really, all that crosses my mind now is "why oh why did this take me so long to get here."

I've got to hand it to my wonderful husband, because truthfully, he has been the main catalyst of growth for me. I guess I never realized what amazing benefits my friends had to have a single trusted confidant that will keep all your secrets AND adore you at the same time. It would have been nice to have such a true friend when I was going through my early 20's. Shame shame, all the while my sweetheart was right there, hoping for the right look from me that said "ok, you can ask me out now." thankfully, I finally got around to it, and now I am so blessed and happy. I can really say that my husband is my best friend.

But now, I should acknowledge my savior, Jesus Christ and my loving heavenly father. Brig and I have been asked to give talks on sunday about the atonement, and how it has impacted our lives. There are so many things to say, but one stands out above the rest. This Easter Sunday, the atonement means new beginnings. To really feel that the lord, through his infinite power and love, can take a once confused and broken hearted girl, and turn that same girl into a shining example of simplicity and function, that is truly a miracle of the atonement.

So here I am, still me. Just better.

-Emily