Simply Smashing: The Worst is Over

Not gonna lie, this week has probably been the hardest week I've had since starting college back in June. The whole world seemed to be fighting against me, in everything that I did. On top of my regular, busy schedule including classes and homework, I had 19 (NINETEEN!!) hours of Noteworthy this week alone. I also had 3 big tests, a relief society lesson to prepare, an audition to work on (I'm still working on that), and various other things pertaining to my emotional health going on. I simply felt that I couldn't do it. Let's just say I may have had a few breakdowns, but that's besides the point.

Even with this killer, crazy week, I noticed a few amazing things happen that I am incredibly grateful for. I would be extremely ignorant to not recognize these blessings.

On Thursday, Noteworthy performed at a disability center about 45 minutes away. My words cannot express how grateful I am for this opportunity. Those people were the most genuine, sweet, loving people I have ever met. They were so happy and excited to have us perform for them, and gave us many hugs and handshakes afterwards. One lady asked for our autographs, many wanted pictures, and the center as a whole had "Welcome Noteworthy" and each of our names painted on the hard floor. As we were singing, I just kept thinking about how God loves EACH of His children. He loves those children at the disability center so much, and I'm so lucky to have met and sang for them.
One night, after an especially hard day, I came home from Noteworthy practice to a room decorated with paper hearts by my roommates. That little, simple act really meant a lot to me. My roommates are so sweet.
Amidst the crazy, I MADE time to go to the temple. And I am so glad I did. I felt the most calm there than I have at any other time during the week. My Heavenly Father truly blessed me with that.
On Thursday night, I called my sister Amelia, on the verge of tears, and asked her if she could help me study for my Physical Science test before I had Noteworthy practice. She took the time out of her evening and drove to campus, picked me up, listened to me have a breakdown in the car, and then helped me figure out my schedule, fed me dinner, and helped me study for my test. That was such a kind, selfless thing for her to do, as I know she had studies of her own to take care of. It really meant a lot and greatly helped me.
One night I was stressing out about finding the time to prepare my lesson for Relief Society, and I texted a girl in my ward asking if there was any way she could switch with me last minute. She, without hesitation, said she would do it, and for that I am incredibly grateful. I cannot even express my gratitude for her. Maybe I should make her cookies.
When I went to the temple, there was a very nice girl who helped me out. I don't even know her name, but she really made an impact on me, I wish I could thank her.
I made a pie in my cooking class, and even though I felt like I did everything wrong, it turned out perfect.

It amazes me how even though life is hard, God is still there and loves me and blesses me in little, everyday ways. I'm so grateful for the people around me, who watch out for me and take care of me. I really appreciate it more than they know. The little things really mean a lot to me. It reminds me of one of my favorite quotes:

"Sometimes when I consider the tremendous consequences from little things...a chance word...a tap on the shoulder or a wink of an eye, I am tempted to think, there are no little things."

-Emily Dickinson

Sometimes I just need to remember that God's plan and God's timing are perfect. Perfect. Then I know that everything's ok :)

Have a smashing day :)