Nutella Pancakes

Tonight I made Nutella Pancakes for dinner.

During the process of pouring, mixing, and flipping my mind wandered to last semester.

For me last semester meant change.

I moved out of my parents house.

I left the beautiful warmth of Southern Utah.

I started going to a new school.

I switched majors.

I grew my bangs out. a smallish sort of change. but change nevertheless.

Change was an everyday occurrence.

My biggest attempt at change was dating someone I mostly liked, but never could've loved, in hopes of forgetting a certain someone.

I found out that the heart is a very stubborn sort of organ.

Not keen on change.

My heart kindly told my brain, "No thank you. Not him."

And my brain said, "Please? I need change."

And then my heart and my head stopped speaking for a while.

Guess what? you- what?

Ultimately my heart won the battle.

I had to tell the boy "later gator" and as you can imagine he wasn't happy.

Because even though I wanted to change my heart I couldn't.

Not even for him.

Not even for me.

While I was washing the dishes tonight I decided that the theme for this semester is going to be patience.

Patience with:

myself.

my family.

change.

my heart.

time.

things I can't control.

And that's why this scripture (Alma 7:23) is my mantra for the semester.

"And now I would that ye should be humble, and be submissive and gentle; easy to be entreated; full of patience and long-suffering; being temperate in all things; being diligent in keeping the commandments of God at all times; asking for whatsoever things ye stand in need, both spiritual and temporal; always returning thanks unto God for whatsoever things ye do receive."

Patience, darlings.

xo