This post is dedicated to my Grandpa Charles Meyers who passed away early Thursday morning this week. The two photos attached to this post were taken at my wedding over 4 years ago. I know he was a great man, intelligent (very intelligent the man had a couple doctorates) and very kind. He brought up one of the best dads I could ever ask for as well. Growing up we spent a lot more time with my mom’s family since they were closer (and as far as being a little kid goes.. a little more fun) so I didn’t get to know him as well as I should’ve. I certainly wish I had spent more time when I was younger, appreciating the history and stories he could tell me. The two years we lived in Texas was the most I spent with them and unfortunately I hardly remember anything from that time, just snippets of vacation or school or my friends. When asked if there were any special memories I had with my Grandpa, I so wish I could say “I love how he always used to say this” or “do this” or just anything. In the past couple of years where I’ve wisened up (and frankly where I just remember things) My grandpa has been unwell phsyicaly and mentally. After my wedding the last time I saw him was  Christmas time 2013 and he hardly recognized who I was. It’s hard now trying to remember the relationship I had with him. I certainly know he had the same great humor and laughter as my dad. (I mean just look at the picture below!) We learned that he had double Kidney failure last Sunday night and would have less than 2 weeks or so to live. I haggled with my mind on whether I would return home or not. I thought I owe it to my grandpa and myself to remember him and heck learn more about him but at the same time the memorial was being held way before I could even make it down there. So I’ll resort to just conversation with my dad I think and learn that way. I wish I’d had more time with my Grandpa, but I know the last couple of years have been very hard on him with his memories quickly disappearing and being in and out of hospitals for various health causes. I’ll miss you Grandpa and I feel your loss more that I realized I would. RIP.

 Well in recent news my family left and headed back to Texas after a whopping 3 week + vacation. On their last night (Friday) I took a long lunch so I could go with them to pick up Lauri from EFY. She’d been staying in Taylor Hall part of Helaman Halls. We got there a bit early so while we waited Jordan and I took a trip down memory lane. First stop? Our beloved vending machines. We went to THE Hinckley Hall where we lived and hugged THE vending machines that sustained us our entire Freshman Year.. Honestly I ate more stuff out of these vending machines than just about any where else.. and don’t get me started on the Chocolate milk. We reminisced about sneaking down in our pajamas to buy pizza rolls which we then cooked in the same microwave that lives there today!

Then we walked down our hall and stopped in front of our dorm room door. It’s crazy to think that it’s been 4+ years since we lived here but everything seems long ago.. or in some ways like it was just yesterday. It’s almost surreal thinking about my freshman year and the person I was vs. the person I am today. I WAS a lovestruck barely out of highschool in love with an engineer almost 5 years older than me. I wasn’t sure then what all I was passionate about, what I cared really about, or what I wanted to do with my life who was dependent on parents/fiance/ cousin to figure out who I was.
I AM NOW a 23 year old making my own way in life completely, traveling the world, discovering new friends on my own, in a big girl job that pays the bills and genuinely interests me in a field I never suspected I would enjoy.

The experiences don’t seem that long ago but that person seems forever ago. Incredible to think about my journey through school and since. I haven’t regretted any of my choices as I suspect they shaped me into a person (not to toot my own horn) I’m very proud of.

Anyways trip down memory lane concluded and family back in Texas. I’m ready to get back to work and start my own travels again soon!

Tuesday was our hiking day! We started off with Big Springs up Provo Canyon so I could bring the dogs and since it’s close. Alas I didn’t get any pictures and unfortunately they were doing a lot of construction further up the trail… so we didn’t get to hike up as far as I hoped but it was still a really pleasant morning!

We got ourselves a fine lunch at Cafe Rio and then hung out for a while during the hotter part of the afternoon. Once evening rolled around the Jen, Jordan, mom, and I headed up to the Living Room hike in SLC since they haven’t seen that one before either! It’s about 2.5 miles up and not too steep but still a steady climb.

My mom was a rock start conquered it in pretty good time even with a bad hip! Seriously she constantly amazes me with how active she can be even while dealing with a terrible hip.

We made it to the top and tried out a few of the “seats” while enjoying the view! We had excellent weather!

And not too mention a gorgeous sunset for the hike down!

It was a fun day hiking and experiencing two very different trails and spending more time with my family on their last week in town! I can’t believe this adventure is coming to an end after 3 weeks!

AND we had to have at least one picture doing the Jenna signature pose!

And to top off this day of exercise we gorged at Iceberg with Giant ice creams and onion rings! It was a great day!