Now, I am finding it a lot more difficult to do that. My decision to move to Salt Lake City and go to the University of Utah has taken me almost 3 months to make. I am not sure if it is because I am complacent in my life, or I simply am fearful. Maybe both.A part of me believes that this is the absolute right decision and the adversary knew that.
He has taken every ounce of his being to divert my attention elsewhere. He succeeded for a while, but his diversions never last long. I have excellent friends, a good family, and my own conscious that aids in getting me back on the right path.I walked around campus for a few hours on Thursday since I had the day off. I was supposed to go to Washington to see my family(and get a blessing from my pops. Yes, that was the whole reason I wanted to go), but everyone who planned on going ended up bailing. I'm pretty sure I was never supposed to go this weekend and that was Heavenly Father's way of getting me to stay away from work so I could visit the campus plus get a few things in place for the Fall attendance. It so happened to be my cousin's graduation of which my family from Texas and Idaho was in town. I had my cousin-in-law take place of my Dad and give me the blessing that I so needed. I was told a lot of things that I really needed to hear. Since then, I have had no doubts in my decision.











